"Geez, Dad almost wouldn't let me go." Albus had joined James and Rose in a train room, sitting beside his one year older brother.
"Yeah he can be like that. I almost missed the train last year." James stated. "So what're ya gunna do once you're in Slytherin?"
"Dad said that the Sorting Hat takes choice into consideration too!" Albus shouted and a figure slid the door to their compartment open.
"Yes and who would want you to tarnish the Slytherin house anyway? You'd better off in your own safe house of cowards and blood-traitors." The blond child stood in the doorway, leaning against the side.
"Why couldn't you have stayed in your mansion and gotten home schooled on magic? It's not like your family doesn't have the money for it." James spat.
"Hello Scorpius." Rose addressed the Malfoy descendent.
"At least one of you has some decency." Scorpius narrowed his eyes at the Potter brothers who delivered identical glares back. "And how are you Rose?"
Rose had met Scorpius in Diagon Alley in Ollivander's. Scorpius had just finished acquiring his elm dragon heartstring wand, just like his Grandfather's, when he turned and bumped into Rose.
Knocking things out of each other's hands during the collision. There were a few scattered books and parchment, even an ink bottle and four quills. Scorpius began to fume, but calmed himself surprisingly.
"Why don't you watch where you're going?" He asked, the viciousness notable behind his voice. Scorpius had finally caught a glimpse of the girl he had knocked over. She rubbed the top of her head with one hand attempting to sooth her throbbing head.
"Ow! That really hurt you know!" Rose had fallen on her butt once she hit the floor, her skirt somewhat fluttered. Her legs now visible a little higher than the skirt had once allowed, were drawn together as she fell. They had landed one on top of the other perfectly. Her other hand kept her steady as she had risen into more of a sitting position on the cold floor. Her eyes closed in pain.
Scorpius had somehow remained standing in the collision then held out his hand. "My apologies." His father had always taught him to treat a girl with kindness, or at least any he knew were pure-blooded, and if they had fallen to help them up.
Rose pouted and opened one eye, glancing from the hand to its owner and back. She appeared to be considering the offer, deciding whether she could trust the person on the other end of the appendage. The mysterious blond looking down to her.
Opening her other eye she raised her hand, the right still comforting her pain-filled head. She could feel the strong grip as her hand was held within his, pulling her to her feet.
"Are you alright?" Rose could sense the concern behind his cold, grey/silver eyes.
"Yeah, just a small headache." Rose's hand lowered itself. The boy had already kneeled down sorting through the scattered items on the floor, into piles of what he assumed she had purchased and what he had. He had risen and gave her a neatly piled stack of books and parchment. "Are you new this year?" Only realizing how stupid her question was after she had already asked it.
"That might explain why I'm getting a wand. I'm going to hazard a guess to say that you're a first year as well." The blond boy had tucked his wand into his pocket and picked up his pile of belongings. "I'm afraid I didn't catch your name."
"That would be because I never said my name." It was Rose's turn for a smart-ass comment. "I'm Rose Weasley."
"Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy." They shook hands and Scorpius went to the door of the shop. "It was a pleasure to have bumped into you Rose Weasley."
"Likewise Scorpius Malfoy." Rose had shown the same respect the boy had given her. Once Rose had told her father about the run in at Ollivander's he freaked out a bit.
"What? A Malfoy? I hope you jinxed him good!" His red hair flew about as he ranted.
"Ron please! Let her talk, go ahead Rosie." Hermione scowled her husband's jumpy behavior.
"Well like I said he got his wand and then bumped into me and my stuff went everywhere and I fell on the floor."
"Doesn't even know you and already the Malfoys strike!" Ron jumped into the conversation again.
"No Dad! It wasn't like that! You always have told stories about Draco being evil and mean and stuff to you, but Scorpius was really nice!" Rose drew in a breath. "He even helped me pick up my stuff and I hadn't asked or threatened him."
"At least Scorpius learned some manners." Hermione commented. "Don't know where he would've learned them from though, probably his mother."
"Good thing you acquired your mother's brains, now you can beat him with your good marks and your smarts." Ron grinned. "Don't get too cozy with him, the last thing I need is you dating a pure-blood like him."
Rose had cried out a Dad while Hermione shouted Ron's name.