Three children who were very different from each other. Three Children who, when they first met, never realized the adventures they would have together. Three children, two of whom were related (which had nothing to do with their fate), had fates that had been intertwined since birth. Three children name Scorpius, Rose, and Albus.

Rose Jane Weasley had frizzy, brown hair like her mother and Freckles like her father. She hated the game of quidditch and had more brains than her mother, which means she was really, really smart. Rose loved listening to her parent's adventures- the one's about You- Know- Who- but only for the romantic parts, which was unlike her mother and father both. She also had a keen interest the Malfoy boy, Scorpius, but she had to keep it to herself, as her family hated him. Well, except for her cousin, Albus Severus Potter. She only has one younger brother, Hugo.

Albus had black hair that would never lie straight, like his father and grandfather both. He had ocean blue eyes like his mother as well. He liked to play pranks with his brother, James, and cousin, Roxanne. He preferred to read then play quidditch, although he was quite good, and everyone assumes this is because Hermione would read to them Hogwarts; a History when he and Rose were babies. He wasn't into big adventures, no idea where he inherited that, and he's the middle of 3 children; His older brother, James, and his younger sister, Lily. He had once seen Scorpius and had mistakenly mentioned him at a family dinner, let's just say, Ron got mad and leave it at that.

Which he had good reason to, as Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was the grandson of a huge Death Eater and the son of an ex one, who is very ashamed of his dark mark. Scorpius was different then the other Malfoys, although he didn't know how. He was pale and had really pale blonde hair and he had shocking green eyes. He was raised in a very different kind of house than his Father and Grandfather and ones before him, and he swore he was going to change the Malfoy name. He was going to start with school; he didn't want to be in Slytherin. He was jealous of the Weasleys' and Potters'. They had everything he ever wanted; Loving grandparents, clean backgrounds, and many praises to their name.

They met when they were 10 and I will tell you, it was a happily ever after. Wait- you want to know the story? Well, I guess I can spare a few months of my life telling you the story of Scorpius, Albus, and Rose. Everyone have their tissues ready? And you're reading glasses?

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Our story starts on August 30th, two days before the Hogwarts Express will be leaving marking one year til they can go to Hogwarts. But, our characters don't meet on the train, they are only 10 remember. No it started like this...

(A/n The story from here on out will be in Rose's PoV)

"Albus, will you and Rose take this letter across the street to Neville please," Ginny asked the two that life- changing morning.

"I guess mum," Albus says, bored out his mind.

He took the letter from his mother and took my hand and together We run across the street. We jump up the stairs to his front door and argue over who gets to ring the doorbell. I reach over Albus' shoulder and knock on the door. "Finally you knock; you guys should work on fighting quieter." Neville says as he opens the door.

Neville wasn't bad looking, he was gorgeously amazing either, but he was alright looking. He had opened the door to an unsuspecting Albus and I. The not- young- anymore man named Neville Longbottom, and right behind him, his 3 year old daughter, Savannah.

"Aunt Ginny sent us to give this package thing to you," I say sweetly as Savannah starts screaming our names.

"'Vannah, shhh!" Neville says as he opens the package and reads the letter attached to the package. When he finishes reading, he gleefully shouts and we leave silently through the front door.

We don't cross the street again, so we turn the corner and walk and discuss what might be inside the package and what Neville was freaking out about. we suddenly stop talking as we silently feel another presence behind them. They turn around and find that they are face to face…

With little Scorpius.

"Ahhh!" all 3 of us scream at the same time and Scorpius drops the book he was carrying in surprise.

"I didn't realize that Malfoy Manor was so close to hear," Albus sneered, "Or did you come over to spy on us?"

"Actually," He said, "I'm here to talk to professor L, something for my father." He almost sounded eager and excited.

"Al, can you please be nice? I'm sure Scorpius doesn't want any trouble. He's here for the same reason we are, although I have no idea why, we just gave him a letter." I say sweetly, but with a glare to Albus.

"It's nothing really. I asked dad if I could use the Floo network over here but he said I needed the exercise," Scorpius said glumly, "I know I don't but I thought I-" He broke off there, too shy to continue.

After looking at Scorpius' scared face, Albus smirks in his direction and I get slightly red.

"Well, I think we should formally introduce ourselves. I am Rose Jane Weasley and this is my younger cousin, Albus Severus Potter," I say proudly, knowing he would be impressed. I start thinking and i'm suddenly staring off into the distance, remembering one of Mum's stories of Voldemort, and his horcruxes. Albus snaps in my face and I snaps back to reality, glancing at Scorpius, who had a confused and slightly amused look on his face.

"Erm, sorry," I stammer and get even redder.

"Anyways, I'm Scorpius Hyber- hep- er, Scorpius Malfoy."

The second that Albus started laughing, I shot him a nasty glare, and he shut up momentarily. "Anyways," Al says, trying to get away from the subject, "You said something earlier that you never finished. You wanted to what?"

"Well, erm, actually, I uh-"Scorpius stammers but never finishes. Dad had stalked up silently behind him and had tapped him 3 times, hard, on the head.

"Little Scorpius, what are you doing here? Did your father send you to put thought in my family's heads?" Dad said before noticing the book that had been forgotten on the ground.

"Mr. Weasley, sir, I came to, uh, give something to Professor Longbottom when these two ran into me." Scorpius says, embarrassed, as he picks up the letter (which had fallen out of the book) and starts searching for the book.

Dad picked it up and turned to Scorpius, "'Bravery for Beginners' by Rolf Scamander? What the Heck? but, Why do I know that name," he said wonderingly and then changes his tone, "Just deliver the letter and leave."

"I was, uh, going to, er, read it over in the park after I, uh, delivered the letter," he says, suddenly very interested in the murky green lamppost on the other side of the street.

"Don't you want to go home and listen to your father rave on about how utterly inadequate muggles are?" Dad teased, but he was serious.

"Mr. Ron sir, I apologize for talking to your family but my father doesn't talk about muggles anymore, he trying to change. You remember. My mother used to tell me about when we were close as infants. And that you and my father had become, almost friends."

"I'm not saying we didn't but I still don't trust him. Just go deliver your letter please, and leave my family alone, you hear me?" Dad's voice had gotten louder as he had raved on.

"Yes sir."

Albus and I followed Dad as he explained the whooollllllle Malfoy story, front to back and beginning to end. Instead of listening, she tapped into Albus' mind, I would never admit tell Rose, but I was almost thinking that Scorpius could be... what's the word? Cool. When they arrived back to Al's house, the first thing he did was hop up on the windowsill and wait for Scorpius to walk by. I saw Lily and Hugo, watching, wondering, but not asking. I know he prefers it that way. They were only 8 but they knew very well not to ask Al what he was doing.

I was listening, or was supposed to be, to my father talk to me about the dangers of being friends with the Malfoy's until I couldn't take it anymore and I stormed away and joined him on the couch.

So we both sat, waiting for this new person in their lives, to walk by. When he did, he was no longer carrying his book or the letter, and was walking away from Neville's house. Neville's other daughter, Maria noticed us from her window and before Al could signal her 'no' she came running across the street and joined us in our silent vigil.

9 year old Maria had long dirty blonde hair. She was very short for her age and was made fun of daily for her freckle-filled face. She was just between Lily and Albus' ages but she followed around the older kids. We were never bothered by this, because Maria was a very quiet person. She always could be counted on to listen intently and give good advice back.

So, the three of us sat and watched Scorpius carefully look both ways and behind him and ran silently into a hedge, his head facing the ground and he definitely didn't want to be followed.

As if on cue, albus was out of his spot and walking towards the door, silent until interrupted by Me, as I said, "Al, what the heck are you doing?"

"What else? I'm following Scorpius." He said with a roll of his eyes, like I OBVIOUSLY should have known.

I rolled her eyes in return and said, "He obviously didn't want to be followed and what would daddy say," I silently cursed herself for saying daddy but I knew he wouldn't go. That I had won

"Fine," he huffed and drove his gaze to Maria, who looked absolutely confused.

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The whole next day, all we thought about was Scorpius, and his strange behavior (I knew this becouse I was tapping into Al's thoughts more which is not good). When Albus turned 11, August 11th; I slowly brought it back up again, after about a month of saying nothing (even though we had known Scorpius for about a year).

"Al," I had said quietly, knowing daddy would only get mad if he knew, "What do you think Scorpius is doing right now?" I ask as while cleaning up flying bits of wrapping paper.

Brushing a piece of hair out of my eyes, I turn around so my father doesn't see anything. Albus was doing the same as he breathed back, "meet me in the dining room."

Calmly walking out different doors, we met in the dining room. As we opened the door, they noticed Victoire and Teddy snogging in the corner and they immediately broke apart when we walked in ( talk about awkward, lemme tell you). Victoire blushed and Teddy ran his hand through his maroon hair, maroon to show Al's favorite color (oh, how thoughtful), and he grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the room. "Thank you!" Rose called out as he did.

I started speaking again the moment they left. "So, is it just me or have you also seen Scorpius over here more and-"

"More, yeah yeah I know," he cut me off, trying so hard not to show emotion, "I do wonder a bit about it. You'd think he would have stopped after what happened last time."

I shuddered as I remembered…

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Scorpius had been walking down the street and up the steps to professor Longbottom's house and I had dragged Albus over there to eavesdrop. We quietly opened the door and had placed ourselves in a tiny spot outside the kitchen. Through the tiny crack we saw Neville angrily yelling, with his face all screwed up, out of anger most likely, "You need to stop coming over here to give me these bloody letters! There is nothing on them but little notes for Rose! She doesn't live here and her father would skin you alive if he found out as I have told you the last 20 million times you have arrived."

At the words 'notes for Rose', the two of us looked, horrified, at each other from our sanctuary behind the door. My face was more than horrified, shock undoubtedly showing and Albus was speechless (for once)! Scorpius was writing NOTES to his COUSIN! It was just not possible, we are too young. his thought were screaming at her then. Slowly, and without thinking obviously, I had stood up and slammed open the door to the kitchen.

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The rest was confusing, it had something to do with a kitchen pan and a bottle of kitchen soap and I believe Scorpius had left squeaky clean and with something pouring over his head. The note he had given Neville that day was the only one I had kept, in a place Albus, her father or anyone would ever discover.

ROSE,

I CAN"T WAIT UNTIL SCHOOL STARTS, I REALLY THINK WE COULD BE FRIENDS AND I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ONLY 3 MONTHS AWAY. IN CASE I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY, I SAY IT NOW AND SAME WITH ALBUS. AGAIN I MISS YOU AND ALBUS,

SINCERELY, SCORPIUS HYP- HEP-

SCORPIUS MALFOY.

"But why is he choosing now to show up, on your birthday?" I asked, "He can't go to Neville's and dad would murder him if he came anywhere near our house. Did you notice how he was just standing outside out house, like he expected to be invited in?"

We both thought for a moment. James had walked in while they were lost in memory and chose now to interrupt, "There's someone here for you Al. He better be glad I answered and not any of the grownups."

We looked at each other, bewildered, and quickly followed James to… Al's room? Entering the Maroon and Baby blue room, they saw Scorpius sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at a faded picture of Ron, Harry, and Hermione at the age of 13. "Scorpius, what are you doing here?"

He stopped smiling and looked up, "Uh, here," he handed her another note and sheepishly walked out of the room.

A/N So, I need reviews, was it any good? Should I continue?

Also, Rose and Albus are so close that they developed the strange ability to read one another's mind when they choose to, weird huh? It comes into the story alot so watch for that.