My family are well known for the war. But at Hogwarts, we were also known for having the closest bond a family could have. The Potters and the Weasleys were an inseparable bunch. Albus and I were told that if we hadn't been family, we could have been soulmates. Lily and Hugo were almost the same. See, our families have gatherings often enough that we all have practically divided ourselves into pairs that we a team with forever. And when we all went to Hogwarts that family started to bond even more. We always made sure eachother were safe, and if we ever had a scheme up our sleeves, somehow we ALL knew, unless, that is, if the prank was on one of the people in our family.
Now, don't get me wrong. I absolutely LOVE my family, but I, being a Granger, prefer the quiet of a library, rather than prank after prank, EHEM JAMES. But, in this family, I am the most clever, which I gladly take pride in. So when it comes to pranks, whom else would you come to other than Rose Weasley.
Aunt Ginny always told James and I that we could make the most brilliant team when it came to pranks, as long as we managed to get along.
Which is why, while I was sitting in the library enjoying the momentary peace, James dared to walk in, even after the many times Madam Prince kicked him out, and ask me for help.
"Rosie!" He whispered, trying to catch my attention.
"Hmm?" I said, as you can tell, quite uninterested.
"I need your help." At this I looked up, shock spelled out across my face. It is not a normal for James to admit to people that he needs help.
"I'm listening."
"Would it be possible for you to help me? See, I'm having a predicament. Fred has a huge crush on Caitlyn Wood. So you see, as she is my best friend, I'm having problems finding a way to set them up."
At this point I should have maybe seen it coming that he might not actually have told me what the real situation is, but, still in shock of him asking for help, that thought never crossed my mind.
"Well…first I would hint at it to Caitlyn….."
And soon I had given James what must have been, at that moment, a Master Plan.
James rushed towards me a week or two later, breathless. It being my 6th year and his 7th, I had seen this occurrence enough times to know James had something extremely important to say.
"Out with it then." I told him, not bothering to wait for him to say anything else.
"Your plan worked!"
"And what plan might this be?"
"Caitlyn and Fred are together!"
"Oh THAT plan. I'd forgotten all about it." I said, hiding my smile while trying to act as if I couldn't have cared less.
"Shut up Weasley, you know you're happy." He told me, jokingly .
"Though you might have forgotten, you have as many Weasley genes in you as I do, Potter."
"Ahh, but see the difference, your last name is truly Weasley while mine, is Potter. And we both know who has the better last name. And looks, at that." I tried to hold back a laugh.
"James, your really should have been a Slytherin..." He smirked and walked away.
"I believe that title went to Al." He called, before he was out of sight.
Al and I walked to the Great Hall, just before dinner started. We both switched off which table to sit at. He being in Slytherin only sat that half the time. And if I wasn't at the Gryffindor, I would most likely be spotted sitting next to a boy with jetblack hair, and a blond haired prat.
When we sat down at Slytherin Table, I pointedly ignored all the glares people through me, from both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Slytherins highly offended a Gryffindor was sitting with them, and Gryffindors thought I was betraying them.
"Al, its our 6th year, when are they going to get used to the fact that I will sit by my cousin if I want to?" I said, exasperated.
Malfoy, the blond haired prat I was referring to, looks up at me. "Never," he says simply, not feeling it necessary to say anything more.
I let out a sigh, made sure to send him a quick glare, and turned to look at Albus. "Will you once again remind me why I need to put up with your bothersome friend?"
Al just looked at me, back to Scorpious, and then me again, shook his head, and said "Because they day you two finally realize that you're more alike than different, will make up for all these days of what you call, torture."
I looked at him, my facial expression to say "As if" and got up, to go back to my Common Room.
"Goodbye to you too!" he called, sounding slightly annoyed.
Well, what did he expect?
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