"Albus! Albus!" Rose cried. Where is that boy? She wondered. Finally she gave up on the search for her cousin and sat down in the nearest compartment. "Hi." A pale girl sitting across from her said politely. "My name's Lola Longbottom. What's your name?" the girl asked. Rose looked up at the mention of Lola's name. "Lola Longbottom? Would you happen to be Professor Longbottom's daughter?" Rose asked curiously. "Why yes I am." she replied. "Oh well, I'm Rose Weasley. It's very nice to meet you."
"Wait a second! Your Ron and Hermione's daughter!" Lola exclaimed after a few seconds. "My parents talk about your mum and dad all the time!"
"Oh really? Who are your parents by the way?" Rose asked. "Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom. Surely your mum and dad remember them." Lola replied. "Oh yes! Just wait until they find out I met you! How fascinating! And your father is a professor here right?"
"Yes he is! Maybe we'll get to see him tonight at the feast! Oh this is all so exciting! I have to be in Gryffindor, otherwise I'll simply die."
"I know the feeling. My father says if I don't get into Gryffindor he'll disown me." Rose said. Lola looked dumbfounded. When Rose realized this she quickly said, "Of coarse he was just kidding." Lola looked very relieved. They sat in silence for a while; each lost in her own thoughts.
Just then Albus walked into the compartment. "Mind if I sit with you Rosie Posy?" he asked kindly. "Albus must you call me that in public?" Rose inquired in an annoyed tone of voice. "Well… I guess… Yes as a matted of fact I do have to call you that" Albus grinned from ear to ear. Rose simply scowled.
Suddenly Lola started shrieking, "Albus Potter! Albus Potter! Albus Potter! Right here! Breathing the same air as me!" she reached in her bag and pulled out a small bottle. She fumbled with the lid a moment, and then sprayed a perfume like substance everywhere. The perfume smelled of peppermint and pumpkin juice. Then a giant roaring sound erupted in the tiny compartment. Rose and Albus immediately stuffed their fingers in their ears. "Albus? Rose? Can you still hear me?" Lola cried over the crescendo of sound. And all of a sudden the noise stopped. Rose and Albus stood nervously for a moment then Rose cried, "What the bloody hell was that?!"
"She takes after her father's language." Albus whispered to Lola. "Well, you see I was just using they latest way to remember special moments. I knew that I would never want to forget meeting Harry Potter's son, so I sprayed the perfume, and now none of us will ever be able to forget this wonderful trip to Hogwarts." Rose looked bewildered. "You what?"
"You see, um, I've always dreamed of meeting one of the Potter's or Weasly's descendants, and now I've met both and I don't want to forget the exact moment it happened." She said matter-of-factly. Rose's frown deepened. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. You can't save memories by spraying a stupid perfume!" Lola looked crushed. "You can too! My mother said so. See. She gave me this kit that has everything you need when dealing with rare specimens, or interesting on goings. And my Grandpa Xenophillus gave me this book on how to identify everything. He runs the Quibbler; that just so happens to be the very best magazine in the world." She finished in a huff. "Now if you'll excuse me I need to change into my robes. We're nearly there and I want to see if what my mother told me is true about there being snipesucker nests in the boats." And with that she strode off, leaving Albus and Rose staring after her. "Cukoo!" Albus whispered to himself, then went to change into his own robes.