Too Different
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter... a girl can dream, though.
Welcome to my story, Too Different. Things you should know: I'm trying out a writing style with (sigh) short chapters. I don't know if I like it. This story is my baby, the first one I've written, although it's not complete yet. Also! Dumbledore/Snape = very alive. The war happened although they didn't die. Review!
**** (prologue)
"I completely refuse," screamed Rose. "I absolutely will not work with him!"
Hermione looked sternly at her daughter, and Rose fell silent. "Rose, I know you'd rather not share Prefect duties with this Malfoy boy, but it is your responsibility as a Prefect. After all, you two are in the same house. You should get along."
That was true. As a shock to his father, Scorpius had been put in Ravenclaw along with Rose and Albus. Rose and Scorpius had been head to head in all their classes, except for Potions, where Rose was dreadful and Scorpius immensely successful. It drove Rose mad.
Rose was on the edge of a full-fledged tantrum; she had inherited the Gryffindor stubborness and Hermione's dislike of coming in second. "We don't get along, he's selfish and rude and... And we're just too different!"
Hermione grinned, slipping out of her daughter's room. "You still haven't forgotten that potions class, have you?"
Rose slammed her door shut.
"I refuse to work with that Weasley girl!" Scorpius glared at his father. He had inherited the Slytherin pride and was still mad about his last Charms score where she had beaten him.
Draco nodded. "I don't blame you. I never could stand that Granger girl myself."
Scorpius laughed harshly. "So I don't have to-?"
"I never said that. I admit it, I despised Granger, but you should learn to get over your differences. She is, after all, in your house." Scorpius's dad spat out the last bit; he had never really forgiven Scorpius for being put in Ravenclaw.
Scorpius pushed Draco out of his room, yelling "We're just too different!" And he slammed the door.