Rose may have gotten his wife's brains, but she got everything else from him.
Her red hair, blue eyes, lanky build, long nose with a smattering of freckles- it was all him.
She laughed too loudly and her smiles always made her eyes crinkle. She had a quick temper and when she was mad or embarrassed her ears turned the exact shade of red his did. She was a terrible dancer. She chewed on the end of her quills and stuck her tongue slightly when she was trying to concentrate, exactly the same way he did.
She was deathly afraid of spiders and secretly afraid of being overshadowed by others. She had a major sweet tooth, as a child she was always asking for more cauldron cakes and chocolate frogs. "Just one more, daddy, please?" She would ask each night after dinner.
She was brilliant, but inherited Ron's laziness when it came to school. She got perfect grades effortlessly without ever seeming to study or care much.
She was loyal, brave, funny, and excellent at wizard's chess. She was a huge Chudley Cannons fan, which almost pleased him more than all the other things combined.
Rose was certainly her father's daughter.
She was different from him in all the right ways though. She wasn't insecure and not nearly as stubborn. She wasn't as immature or insensitive. She didn't have the emotional range of a teaspoon, she actually had quite a flare for the dramatic and wore her heart on her sleeve.
Perhaps the biggest difference between Ron and his daughter though, was that she did not despise a Malfoy.
When they were younger, it certainly seemed as if the Weasley-Malfoy feud would live on. The pair bickered constantly. Rose's letters often complained that Scorpius was a bossy know-it-all with no sense of fun. As much as Rose was like Ron, Scorpius was like Hermione; even Ron could see that. He was a bookish and quiet perfectionist. He worked hard to becomes the top of their class, much to Rose's annoyance (Ron knew if she cared half as much about school as she did about being Keeper, she would easily beat Scorpius).
Over the years, however, her letters shifted. She stopped describing him as arrogant and uptight but rather as confident, a bit more mischievous, and fiercely loyal. Ron knew it was only a matter of time after that.
It finally happened at the end of her sixth year. She hopped off the train and swept her eyes across the crowd, searching for him. Ron caught her eye and she started towards him, nervous and a little bit defiant, holding onto his hand as a lifeline.
Ron sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Daddy," Rose's voice quivered as she finished approaching him. Scorpius rubbed soothing circles over her knuckles. Ron didn't like that she was this scared to tell him.
"I told you not to get too friendly with him," he grunted resignedly but chuckled quietly.
Ron knew he shouldn't have pointed Scorpius out to her on her first day. But it was inevitable anyway.