A/N: This story takes place after Rose and Albus board the Hogwarts Express and it just having left King's Cross. This is in Third-Person omniscient; not in a certain person's point of view but it knows the thoughts of all characters. Thank you, please enjoy.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the magical world of Harry Potter; meaning all characters and places belong to her. I own only the plot and O/C's.

Ch.1- The Hogwarts Express

Albus and Rose looked around cautiously, as they hesitantly took a few steps forward. They were looking for an empty compartment, not entirely sure whether they should sit with their family. As if we'd even be able to fit! Rose thought. They continued their quest for a compartment when Rose saw the overflowing one with the other six members of the Weasley/Potter clan. This was deemed as such, being that when Teddy and Victoire had taken it upon themselves to use a Permanent Sticking charm to leave a gold plaque on the glass door with the words "Weasley-Potter-Lupin Compartment". Teddy said it was because the little old witch who sells food told him his father, when he was in school, and Harry sat in the exact same compartment every year they rode the train.

Rose looked expectantly at Al, who just shrugged, 'Let's keep looking, if not we'll come back and squeeze in like sardines.'

Rose gave a shaky laugh. Three compartments down, she spotted one with only two people sitting beside one two people sitting beside one another, a blonde girl and a slightly familiar blonde boy. From what she could see, the girl's pale blonde hair was mid-length between her shoulders and straight with pale bangs swept across her forehead. The boy's hair was short as if he just got a haircut. Rose had never seen this boy before, but she couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity. Well whatever it is, I'm about to find out.

'Shall we try this one? I think it's the emptiest one we'll find,' she asked.

'I guess, maybe they're nice. They don't look any older than us,' Albus replied, sliding the door open.

Here goes nothing...

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Scorpius Malfoy was stuck in a compartment with his cousin. Well it's not all that bad, Ads isn't too bad. Here's the story of his cousin Adysen. She went to live with the Malfoys when she was four because her mother, Daphne Greengrass, had been an Auror and was killed. The Aurors had gone on a mission to Albania and she had been viciously attacked by a manticore.

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It was a cool, breezy day. The sun was shining brightly down on a man and boy, both with pale blonde hair, peals of laughter ringing throughout the fields of property surrounding Malfoy Manor. They were in the Manor's backyard, the man teaching the boy how to ride a toy broomstick.

'Draco! Scorpius! Put those ruddy brooms away and come in for lunch! I'm not going to tell you again!' a woman named, Astoria, yelled.

The man, Draco, who could only have been the boy's father, lifter Scorpius onto his shoulder and he giggled at the distance between his tiny feet and the ground. Draco put both brooms in the shed and they walked into the kitchen. Astoria had just served lunch when distant knocking was heard from the entrance hall. Draco excused himself and went to answer the door.

'Astoria, will you please join me in the drawing room, please?' Draco asked, sticking his head back into the kitchen.

Astoria stood up and followed Draco, ruffling Scorpius' hair on the way out. He quickly stood up and ran to the door, pressing his ear to it.

'Mr. Potter, pleasure to see you again. May I ask why you are here?' He heard Astoria say.

'Please Astoria, call me Harry' a voice, the young blonde assumed was Mr. Harry Potter, said.

'Alright Potter, why are you here? I don't mean to be rude, but I was enjoying a pleasant lunch with my son,' Draco replied.

'How is little Scorpius? I believe he's the same age as my youngest son, Albus,' Harry asked.

'He's been doing well. Draco's been teaching him to ride a broomstick. Now Mr. Potter, what do we owe this pleasure of your visit?' Astoria said kindly.

Harry sighed, 'Well as I'm sure you know, several of my Aurors had gone to Albania on search for rogue Death Eaters last week. Your sister, Daphne had, being one of my more experienced colleagues, insisted on heading the mission. There had been an attack by a manticore while she was on watch last night. We were immediately notified of the attack but we didn't get to her on time, she died a couple of hours ago. I'm so very sorry.'

Scorpius pushed the kitchen door open a crack and peered through at his parents and Mr. Potter.

'D-d-did she s-s-suffer m-much?' He heard his mother ask, sniffling.

Harry looked down, 'No, I did everything in my power to make it as peaceful for her as possible. We may not have gotten along well at school, but she was one of my Aurors, and I had grown very fond of her.'

Draco put his arm around his wife, 'Thank you very much, Potter, for letting us know. Is there anything else you needed?'

Harry shuffled his feet a bit, 'Actually, I need to talk to you about Daphne's will. Did you know Daphne has a daughter the same age as Scorpius?'

Astoria gasped, 'She does?! Why didn't she tell me?'

'I don't know why she hadn't mentioned it to you before. Her name is Adysen Marie Greengrass. She just turned four last month; her birthday is the 25th of June. As I was about to say, Daphne left her daughter to you two. It states in her will that she wishes for you two to take custody of her, unless you wish her to be put up for adoption.'

'No! I could never allow that to happen to Daphne's daughter! And Draco Malfoy you will agree to whatever I say because Merlin help you if you refuse!' Astoria shouted.

'I wasn't going to, darling,' Draco said quietly.

Harry chuckled a bit, 'So, you two agree to take custody of little Miss Greengrass?' They both nodded 'Alright then. Would you all like to accompany me to the Ministry? She's currently in custody of Hermione Weasley, Head of Magical Law Enforcement, waiting for me to arrive with your decision.' Once again they nodded.

Harry turned towards the kitchen door, with a knowing glint in his eye, 'Oh and I believe Scorpius would like to join us, wouldn't you Scorpius?'

The boy gasped as his parents turned to the door, and they saw the blush creep up his cheeks as he stepped through the door.

Astoria knelt beside her son, 'Would you like to join us Scorpy to meet your cousin?' His head eagerly bobbed up and down.

She scooped him into her arms, turning to Harry 'Alright the, Mr. Potter, please lead the way.'

'For the last time Astoria, PLEASE, call me Harry!' He sighed exasperatedly.

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Since then, she'd been living with them; she was like Scorpius' little sister. Technically, she is considering Draco Malfoy legally adopted her and changed her name to Adysen Greengrass-Malfoy.

As they sat in the compartment, he heard the door slowly slide open and saw two people at the entrance, a boy and a girl. The boy had messy black hair and green eyes; he looked like Harry Potter's kid but he was not entirely sure it was him. His mouth almost literally dropped open when he saw the girl with the black-haired boy; she had to have been the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. She had auburn ringlets that were kind of bushy but went halfway down her back and deep blue eyes. She's a pureblood; I mean she has to be! I know every other pureblood family besides the Weasleys. I know for a fact she's way too gorgeous to be related to those people.

'Do you mind if we sit here? Everywhere else is full,' the boy asked Adysen, sitting next to Scorpius, by the window.

'Umm…sure, I don't mind,' she glanced at him nervously.

'Great! I'm Albus, Albus Severus Potter' he said proudly.

I knew he was Harry Potter's kid; imagine if my first friend ends up being a bloody Potter, although it's better than a Weasley.

'This is my cousin, Rose Nymphadora Weasley,' Albus continued.

She blushed, turning a bright red, 'Did you have to say my middle name Al?'

He waved his hand at her, 'Of course, Rose! We were named after brilliant war heroes! Why wouldn't we be proud to tell others?' She muttered something unintelligible.

Scorpius' mind was reeling at this information. She's a Weasley?! A freaking Weasley! The best looking girl I've seen here, and she's a dirty blood traitor! Dammit!

Ads looked around uneasily, 'Nice to meet you both. I'm Adysen Marie Greengrass-'Scorpius cleared his throat vehemently and her eyes narrowed slightly, 'Just Greengrass. This is my cousin, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.'

'Did you say Scorpius Malfoy?!' Rose screeched, going slightly pale.

'Think my name's funny, do you, Weasley?' he sneered.

Rose flushed with anger but before she had a chance to speak Albus said, 'No, no, no, no, no! She didn't mean anything by it, did you Rosie?'

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I HATE WHEN HE CALLS ME THAT! FIRST, HE SAYS MY MIDDLE NAME, NOW HE CALLS ME ROSIE! WHAT IF I CALLED HIM ALBIE?! STINKING GIT!

She shook my head but nearly hissed at him, 'Don't call me Rosie. Ever. Again.'

He shrunk back in his seat and looked out the window. Rose looked down at her hands but when she glanced up, her gaze was met by a pair of stormy grey eyes. She immediately looked down again, feeling his eyes burn holes into her body by his fierce glare.

'So after that obviously awkward spectacle,' Adysen and Albus laughed, Rose grinned sheepishly, Malfoy just smirked. 'Do you all know what house you want to be in? I'd like Ravenclaw, but my family wants me to be in Slytherin.'

It surprised Rose when she mocked the last word and looked pointedly at Malfoy, 'Scorpy here wants to be in the good old house of snakes, of course. Malfoy tradition, eh?'

Malfoy sighed and nodded, 'Yes I want to be in Slytherin and Ads how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!'

Al laughed, 'I guess you don't like nicknames either, just like Rosie-Posie'

Rose grimaced for two reasons; one, the childhood nickname her family taunted her with. If my darling, cousin continues to call me that, I will happily hex him into oblivion! But her expression was more at the fact that she had something in common with a Malfoy. A Malfoy! The one person my daddy warns me about and here I am, stuck with Al as he tries to be friends with the worthless pureblood.

'What about you, Weasley?' Malfoy asked, bringing her back to reality.

'Well Malfoy, I want to be in Ravenclaw, but I'll most likely be in Gryffindor with the rest of my family. My dad said I'd better be in Gryffindor like him, mum, Uncle Harry, and pretty much everyone else,' Rose answered glumly.

'Don't worry Rose. I'm sure Uncle Ron will be fine with either. But you have to admit, Gryffindor sounds pretty awesome! Sorry, mate, but I've heard Slytherin was a bit dodgy before the Great Battle of Hogwarts,' Albus stated.

Malfoy just shrugged, 'It's alright. Father said others would be indifferent towards the Slytherin house, even more so to me because the whole Malfoy family/Death Eater thing. I don't really care.'

Rose looked up at this and saw something in his grey eyes. Worry? Fear? Maybe it's just anxiety.

'Anything off the trolley, dears?' asked the old witch, pushing the sweets' cart.

Al, of course, ran to her and bought some of everything, paying the lot. He turned around, arms laddened with food and dumped it on the floor between the four of them.

'Blimey, any more food?! It's just us!' Adysen gasped.

'Bloody hell, Al!' Rose laughed.

He grinned, 'Are you all just gonna stare, or are you gonna help me with this? Merlin knows I can finish by myself with enough time.'

They all sat on the floor and began eating. Knowing Al, he probably could eat it by himself! He's almost as bad as dad! Rose remembered that once, they'd had a contest with Teddy and her Uncle Harry to see who could eat the most Chocolate Frogs. Teddy won and everyone else, but him, were sick for days! Mum and Auntie Ginny weren't too happy about it either…

They spent a good few hours working on the sweets and getting to know each other. Adysen, who told Rose and Albus to call her Ads, was very sweet. Apparently, she was Scorpius' older cousin by a couple of days, but was sent to live with his family at a young age when her mum died. Rose honestly thought they could be good, maybe even best, friends. She hated to admit but Malfoy wasn't all that bad; he was actually very handsome and charming. EWW! I did not just think that! Blech! She still refused to let my guard down though; after all he was still a Malfoy.

The compartment door slid open and a boy with messy, jet black hair that stuck up at all angles and hazel eyes walked in. Ahh, my dear cousin! Not! Al's older brother, James Sirius Potter, looked down at the four first years, sitting amongst mountains of sweet wrappers. He merely nodded at Ads in acknowledgement and glared at Malfoy. I guess he already knows who he is.

'Oi! Al, Rose, family meeting. C'mon I've got better things to do than hang out with a lot of ickle firsties!' He turned on his heel and walked out.

Rose caught a glimpse of Malfoy flash a smirk towards Adysen when James said "Firsties",

'Bugger! We'll be back shortly. Hopefully.' She really wanted to finish to talking to Ads but, honestly, who wants to spend the whole trip in the presence of a Malfoy? Not me, that's who.