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PROLOGUE:

"Listen, Rose," my father said.

I had been five years old at the time, and he had just finished a recount of his adventures as a teenager against Lord Voldemort. As if I wouldn't get enough of that in boring History of Magic lectures later on at Hogwarts. (honestly, Professor Binns is dead, for Merlin's sake. You'd think he'd have retired by now -- He'd been teaching since my parents had been at Hogwarts).

But, good little five-year-old that I was, I listened as my dad said, "Draco Malfoy was supporting V-Voldemort." My dad still flinched every time he said Voldemort's name.

"I know that, daddy," I said.

"Right, well, he was bad."

"That's not what mommy said," I pointed out. "She said he was... he was..." I struggled for the word my mother, Hermione Granger in all her glory and knowledge, had used. "She said he was re-morse-ful," I sounded out the syllables. "She said he was sorry for what he did."

"She did, did she," my dad muttered. "Well, anyway, maybe he was sorry, but he was still bad."

I nodded, absorbing every word.

"And Draco Malfoy has a son now. His name is Scorpion -- or some other stupid name like that, I can't remember now. Anyway, his son -- Scorpio or whatever -- is probably bad too. Like father like son."

"Oh."

"And Scorpion is your age."

"Five!" I proudly held up five fingers.

"Right, Rosie. Now listen. When you grow up and go to Hogwarts--"

"That's the place you and mommy went to school, right?"

"Yes, Rose, that's where your mother and I went to school," my father was starting to get exasperated, he really only wanted to get his point across and be done with it.

"Good. I want to go there too."

"Right. Well, when you go to Hogwarts, Scorpion will be in your year."

"But he's bad!" I protested, as if it would do any good.

"Right, he's bad. And I want you to stay away from him, okay?"

I thought it over. "Okay!"

My dad would try to stamp it into my head that Scorpius Malfoy was a bad influence about a half billion times over the next six years, because once I started Hogwarts, it was up to my own instinct.

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A/N: Next chapter will be the train ride to Hogwarts for the first time, and then Rose's thoughts on the start of fifth year. Then with Chapter 2 I can hopefully finish up all this beginning stuff and get into the story.

This is my first fic, so I'd love it if you'd review and tell me if it's good or not. I'm also making an attempt to follow canon, so please let me know if I make a mistake so that I can correct it.

Anyway, I'm really looking forward to seeing where this goes – I have some parts of it planned out, but of course that's probably going to change soon, depending on how Rose and Scorpius develop -- I felt like this prologue wrote itself, and hopefully that happens with the rest of it.