Right, I'm not going to lie to myself, I am a horrible author. I had WRITER'S BLOCK! And instead of updating, I just go and post a new story, but I hope you like it. It's Slytherin! Rose.
Green Thorns
1st year
Rose stood in the line of nervous first years, as Professor Longbottom prepared for the sorting ceremony to start.
"Aberwick, Delilah."
"Benton, Kate."
Soon Rose zoned out, and then it was "Potter, Albus."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Of course. Rose couldn't wait until she was sorted. Where, she didn't know. She had always felt a bit different amongst her cousins.
"Weasley, Rose."
"Hmmmm, I see a sharp, cunning mind. Bravery, but that is not as Gryffindor, no."
Rose froze. Not Gryffindor?
"Hufflepuff, definitely not. How about Ravenclaw? No, no. You want to do well, as you are ambitious, cunning, and quite devious when you need to be."
Rose knew what was coming.
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Oh god." she muttered. She walked over to where the other first years were, hoping that they wouldn't hate her for being a Weasley.
What would her parents say? How would her cousins react? Would they still talk to her? What would happen?
"OY!" yelled a first year girl with dark skin and hair. "I've been trying to get your attention for ages. I'm Annabelle Zabini."
"I'm Rose Weasley
"I'm Rena Davis." said one blonde twin.
"I'm Lena Davis." said the other.
"And I'm Abi Flint." said a dark haired girl.
"I'm Lyra Nott." said a haughty girl. "And this is my friend, Brooke Vaisey. Weasley. What gives you the right to muscle in here, you filthy half-blood? Looks like all you girls are in the wrong too."
"I really don't see why it should matter." Annabelle started.
"I will make your lives hell." Lyra snapped, turning away.
"What's her problem?" Rose asked.
"Rose, most of the pureblood families have gotten over blood supremacy. The Notts, NOT really." Annabelle said gently.
"Terrible pun." Abi said.
"Agreed." said a Davis twin.
-
The dorm was crammed with beds. Lyra and Brooke had taken the two in the alcove, of course. Rose was worried that those two would make her life hell. She was becoming fast friends with Annabelle and Abi. They were really nice.
After Lyra went to have a shower, Brooke crept over to the main area of the dorm.
"Hey." she said. "Rose, I don't actually hate you. But Lyra's my best friend. Sorry." Brooke went over to the alcove again.
"Really, she's ok. Just a bit weak." Lena Davis said. "Can't stand up to anyone."
"My parents are gonna kill me." Rose fretted.
"Don't freak out. They love you, I'm sure." Annabelle said.
-
Dear Rose.
I am so sorry, I know how much you wanted to be in Gryffindor with all your cousins! I love you. I am afraid this is rather hard for me to accept, you know what Slytherins were like in my day. I will try though.
Mum
Rose!
How dare you get sorted into Slytherin. I will talk to the headmistress about getting you a resort! And about fixing the sorting hat. Stay away from Scorpius Malfoy! Try and make friends from other houses as those Slytherins are up to no good.
Dad.
"Oh no!" Rose cried. "They hate me."
"It's OK." said a boy with brown hair. "I'm Ross Pucey. And you are-"
"Rose Weasley."
"I'm Scorpius Malfoy." said a blond boy.
"I'm Peter Bulstrode." said another boy
"Quentin Urquhart." said a fourth.
The fifth, and last, looked horrible and haughty. "Terry Higgs."
"Hey Weasley!" Lyra called.
"It's a shame you aren't in Gryffindor." Terry continued.
"Then you could stop dirtying our table area."
"No wonder your parents hate you."
"Hey, stop!" Annabelle called, but they took no notice.
"I mean, you don't belong here."
"Filthy half-blood!"
"SHUT UP!" one of the boys yelled. It was Scorpius Malfoy. "Wake up! Your parents are wrong. It doesn't matter if she's a Weasley, it matters if she's nice."
"I would think you would know better, Malfoy." Terry sneered.
"Thanks." Rose said.
-
The term passed quickly. Annabelle, Abi, Ross, Scorpius and Rose had formed a close friendship group, as had the Davis twins and the other boys. Then there were the two who had bullied Rose and the quiet Brooke Vaisey.
Dear Mum, Rose wrote,
Can my friends stay over at our house for the 16-18 December. I think you and Dad would love to meet them.
Dear Rose
Yes, I would love to meet your friends. Make sure they pack brooms. We'll be playing a tournament of five-a-side Quidditch with your cousin's friends. And Fred can show you his new game, Air Gnome Throw.
Love Mum
"Guys!" Rose shouted. "You can come. I'm so glad I asked my mum and not my dad."
"Thank you! Otherwise I would be stuck with my irritating grandparents." Scorpius exclaimed.
"Yes! Go Rose!" Abi shouted.
"Woohoo!" Annabelle yelled.
"You girls are crazy." Ross said.
-
Rose led her friends to the front door and knocked. Hermione opened it, and greeted her daughter warmly.
"Hello. So these are your friends, Rose."
"I'm Annabelle Zabini."
"I'm Abi Flint."
Rose saw her mum wincing at the old pureblood names.
"Scorpius Malfoy."
Hermione took a deep breath and shook his outstretched hand.
"And I'm Ross Pucey."
"Ok. So I assume you will all be in Rose's room. Would you like Rose to show you around?"
Just as the five were walking up the stairs, Ron appeared.
"Hello Rose. Are these your friends?"
"Yes, Dad."
"Um, I'm Abi."
"Annabelle."
"Scorpius."
"Rose, kitchen, now."
"You missed out a few verbs." Rose smirked.
"Kitchen, now!"
"By the way, I'm Ross." Ross called as Rose and her dad walked to the kitchen.
"ROSE! What's HE doing here?"
"Which one? I have two friends who are boys."
"You know which one. Scorpius Malfoy!" he said with distaste.
"Yeah? What's wrong with him?" Rose asked.
"He's evil. A Malfoy!" Ron shouted. "Why would you bring the son of a man who did what he did to your mother."
"That wasn't Scorpius. He hasn't done anything. I'm bringing a friend, one who stuck up for me while a Nott and Higgs taunted me about my blood."
"Well. We'll see how this goes. Keep a close eye on him, OK?" Ron stalked out of the kitchen.
-
"And we have, for our first game- Green and Proud, who are Rose! Abi! Annabelle! Ross! And Scorpius! Against The Epics, who are James! Albus! Lily! James' friend Derek and Albus' friend Andrew!"
Rose and her team won that game by a narrow margin after Scorpius caught the snitch, but not before James, Lily and Derek had rained twenty goals on Ross to Rose, Abi and Annabelle's six.
Then Rose's team played Fred, his friends and Roxanne, who had won their game against Angelina, Audrey, Fleur, Bill and Charlie. Whoever won that game would play Ginny, Harry, Ron, George and Percy, who had smashed Teddy, Victoire, Louis, Dominique and her friend.
Rose's team won again.
And then she and her team won against the adults.
"They cheated!" Ron shouted. "They all cheated. Slytherins do, don't they?"
"I didn't cheat!" Rose shouted. "And in case you didn't realise- I'm in Slytherin. So I'm lying cheating evil scum?"
"No, Rose-I" Ron was totally shocked.
"Forget it. We'll stay at another house, one where my kind are welcome.
Rose grabbed her friends and told them to come. They packed their things and flooed to Abi's house.
It was a small terraced house. Abi's mother was divorced from Marcus Flint.
"Abi." Anis Jackson said. "You're not supposed to be home until the morning after next? What happened?"
Quickly Scorpius explained what had happened.
"Oh, I would love to have you, but my friends are all here. I have no room. Literally no room! I have a friends reunion- they're sleeping in- everywhere. Sorry."
They flooed to the Zabini house. It was quite large, but had obviously been toned down a bit.
"Well of course!" Bethan Zabini exclaimed. "I have been dying to meet your friends, Belle-Belle, and I'm sure Blaise would love to meet them too."
"Hey, Belle-Belle, where are we gonna sleep?" Ross asked.
Annabelle shot daggers at him, and led them to a loft space full of blankets. There were two chairs and some mattresses.
The next day passed happily. The Zabinis had a large garden, and Bethan and Blaise Zabini were very kind and welcoming to everyone. She insisted that they stay until the 23rd. Rose had owled her parents. They did not seem to mind,
-
"Hi." Rose felt awkward as she entered her house. She had stormed out about a week ago.
"Rose. Good to see you. How was it?" Hermione asked her daughter.
"Fine." Rose said.
"I don't approve of how you spoke to your father."
"Well, I don't approve of how he spoke to me." Rose snapped.
"Rose...that is how the Slytherins in our year were... I mean- he shouldn't have said that.-"
"I don't care. You are just being prejudiced."
"Rose!" Hermione shouted, but her daughter had gone.
Rose hated the rest of her holidays. It was awkward, and she did not speak to her parents unless she had to. She spent Christmas morning silent, and after lunch she flooed Annabelle, and ended up spending four hours with Annabelle and Abi. Her parents had been angry after she returned at 7pm to the Burrow, and she spent most of New Year's Day at Ross's house. She then spent the next few days before she returned to school fuming. So she was very happy when it was time for her to go back to school.
"Guys! I missed you so much!" she screamed. "My family were so irritating."
The group swapped stories of their Christmas holidays, describing their gifts and complaining about their siblings.
-
Soon Easter passed, and summer exams came up. The group did well, and Rose, Annabelle, Abi and the Davis twins played Truth or Dare in a girl's evening celebration. Rose confessed that she did have a crush on Scorpius Malfoy.
Then makeovers started. Rena and Lena brought out a makeover book. Rose was tempted to change herself completely. She watched as the twins changed their wavy blonde hair, Rena's straightened and Lena's curled. Annabelle darkened her almost-black hair to black, and Abi darkened her very pale skin.
"Aren't you gonna do anything, Rose?" Rena Davis asked.
"Sure. I will change my look completely." Rose answered determinedly.
"Are you sure?" Abi asked.
"Very."
Half an hour later, Rose looked different. Very different. Her curly, bushy red hair was caramel coloured and straight. She had a fringe as well. Her blue eyes were wider and blue-green, her eyelashes were longer, and the shape of her nose was different. She had got rid of most of her freckles, and had darkened her skin just a bit.
"Rose Ellen Weasley! What have you done to yourself?" Hermione shouted at her daughter as she stepped off the train.
"Umm, dyed and straightened my hair, got a fringe, changed my eye colour and size- oh yeah, I changed my nose too."
"Rose. Are you too good to look like a Weasley?" Ron asked angrily.
"No, but I'm too good to look related to a prejudiced guy like you." Rose answered. "Anyway, why did you come? I'm going to Annabelle's for a bit, I said so."
"We just wanted to say hi. Catch up, since you didn't send us so many letters." Hermione unknowingly put a bit of aggression into the last bit.
"Well, you shouldn't have bothered." Rose made to walk over to Annabelle, and her little sisters and brother.
"Rose! I am sick of your awful attitude!" Ron cut in. "You know what, go stay with your friends. Come home for Louis', Roxanne's and Dominique's birthdays. But I don't care what you do for the rest of the holidays."
Rose walked off, flicking out her new caramel hair behind her, hiding how hurt she was.