A/N Hi guys, I'm Red. Of course, I dont own any of this franchise... all the credits go to J.k Rowling. I hope you enjoy and carry on reading.

I stepped onto the train, trying to see Albus through the haze of tears but without letting them fall. I couldn't believe it, all I had wanted for at least the last two years was to be heading off to my dream school with all of my best friends and cousins and now I wanted my mum and my dad. I sat down next to Al and Frank (Neville's I mean professor Longbottom's son). I've known them forever.

"I bet I'm in Gryffindor!" said Frank, pretending to wield the sword of Godric Gryffindor,

"Don't be an arse, Frank," replied Al, "I dunno I think that I'll be in Gryffindor, but you know what they say 'if you want to make merlin laugh, tell him your plans."

"To be honest I'd be overjoyed if I got Gryffindor but I think I'm more of a Ravenclaw." I stated, not attempting to hide my disappointment

"Come on Rose, you're the daughter of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, and you're just like aunt Hermione," said Al to reassure me, "anyway, at least we can be sure that were not going to be in Slytherin!"

"Let's not even go there" Frank chimed in.

The boys started a pointless argument on quidditch teams – the Chudley cannons or Puddlemere united. They had had this conversation so many times it was unreal, and every time they came to the same conclusion, the Puddlemere United's seeker was better but the Chudley cannons' had better strategy. Personally I had always favoured the Holyhead harpies but if I ever told Al that he would be so embarrassed – it was aunt Ginny's ex-team. After about 20 minutes they were still harping on about it. Luckily, I packed mum's old book of the Tales of the Beedle Bard; Hogwarts, a history and of course my favourite muggle book Pride and Prejudice.

"You must be kidding me, Red!" James strolled in, "Reading before we've even gotten to Hogwarts. You're too nerdy for your own good."

"Firstly, don't call me Red," I grumbled – he knew how much it pissed me off -, "Secondly, I like reading and just because I'm fairly sure you can't, it doesn't mean that you can penalize me for furthering my education."

James started to laugh, "You'll do just fine at Hogwarts, I was just checking that my favourite cousin wasn't freaking out or anything." I shot him my death stare. No, I am not as crazy as you believe, I just dislike annoying people. Like my family. "And, FYI," He carried on "I can read. What use would the Marauder's Map be to me if I couldn't?"

Sadly, that shut me up.

The food trolley rolled past so I decided to leave my quidditch-obsessed mates and unbelievably irritating cousin to get some food.

I slid open the compartment door and I saw the boy dad pointed out to me as his school-boy nemesis' son- Scorpius Malfoy. He was tall, had platinum blonde hair and steely grey eyes that looked exactly the colour of an overcast sky under the bewitched ceiling of the great hall that I had seen pictures of in Hogwarts, a history.

"a pumpkin pasty and a chocolate frog please" we said in perfect unison.

The lady pushing the cart handed it to him first, he shook his head and nodded towards me, as I went to bring out my purse he had already given her 4 shiny sickles and 3 knuts. After the trolley had been wheeled away Scorpius was about to walk away until I stuttered

"Hi I'm Rose, Rose Weasley. Why did you do that? I mean pay for me."

"I thought it was obvious," he chuckled, "after all, great minds think alike."

"Thanks, I mean I wasn't expecting it, well considering-" maybe I had said too much.

"Considering what?" his cool smirk turned to a puzzled, kind of hurt look.

"Never mind, I just-" I had definitely said too much.

"Nou just assumed that I am like my father. Everything he did during the wizarding war disgusts me. Of course it does, he was a bloody death eater but it wasn't his fault, his dad was a monster, Lucius pressured my dad into joining and he ran at the end. I thought you of all people wold know not to judge someone after all you are daughter of two very famous wizards."

I found this speech like a weight on my shoulders- I hadn't even arrived at Hogwarts yet but I had already made an enemy. I plodded back to the compartment and watched Al and Frank play portable wizard chess. It was fascinating- Dad had always mocked Uncle Harry for how terrible he is at chess; I had just now realized that Al had inherited his father's pathetic board gaming abilities.

After a chatting and playing, it had since turned 5 o'clock and Malfoy had walked in, looked at Al and Frank - particularly avoiding Rose's eye contact -and said that we'd be arriving soon.

"Hey, you're that Malfoy kid aren't you? Why don't you join us?" Al suggested kindly.

"I've gotta get back to some people but, bye – that Potter kid." He smirked, but kindly, and walked out.

Only 20 minutes later the big, scarlet engine pulled up outside of Hogwarts, the building was just as magical as mum had described.

"Rose, Al, Frank" a tall bulky man bellowed.

"Hagrid" we all replied in chorus.

"Yeh all look so big now! I 'aven't seen yeh since Harry's 35th" tears forming in his glistening eyes.

James strolled over, "What's up, Hagrid" the 2 of them then proceeded to do a special hand shake, however I didn't see how it was possible considering James's hands were half the size of Hagrid's.

"Right James you know where to go," he said to James, and then suddenly "FIRST YEARS FOLLOW ME".

He lead us to a river/lake that we crossed in little boats each holding an oil lamp, then we got our first glimpse of the school. It was even more fairy-tale like than M`um said.

We climbed up to the castle, everyone in their robes, just as apprehensive about the sorting as each other, but all equally too proud to show it.

Professor Longbottom lead all of the first years in to the great hall, as the shuffles grew louder, I was searching for Dom, Victoire, Louis, Fred, Roxie and Lucy.

Louis and Lucy were part of Ravenclaw, much to their parent's disappointment, but no-one really minded, and the others were at the Gryffindor table, right at the front so the newest Gryffindor pupils could get their advice first.

I had kind of blanked out for a moment, I only realised when I felt Al nudge me as Frank walked nervously up onto the stage and perched on the stool. No sooner than the hat went on, it exclaimed "Gryffindor!"

Next was Malfoy, I tensed up, I had forgotten I had made an enemy. He was a hat stall.

"you seem to care for others, a Hufflepuff trait" "you are brave like a Gryffindor" The whole hall gasped as Malfoy's eyes widened, what would his father say?

"However," the hat continued, "you are smart," it stopped, the whole hall went silent,

"Ravenclaw!"

Malfoy looked shocked, but happy, very happy. So did the whole Ravenclaw table.

After a while it was Al's turn – he was in Gryffindor. And then it was me, I too was a near hat stall – it kept going on about Wit and Ravenclaw but everyone could tell I wanted to be a Gryffindor. I had almost lost hope in the third minute but then out of nowhere, the hat bellowed "Gryffindor!"

I felt as if I could breathe freely again.

As I was one of the last to be called, the feast commenced only minutes later. It was great, I had a pork chop and buffalo wings, and washed down with the freshest pumpkin juice I had ever had.

I met a first year girl called Florence, (Flossie) she seemed almost exactly like me but more creative. She was also very smart, and she loved the muggle author Shakespeare, her favourite play was hamlet, and she apparently won an award for doing his (Hamlet's) monologue in a competition.

I also met another girl in my year called Ruby – she was very bubbly and crazy, very different to myself but she seemed really kind.

Flossie said her mum was muggle-born Gryffindor and her father was in my parents' year in Ravenclaw.

Ruby said she her parents were both in Hufflepuff, so she didn't know what their reactions would be.

After Headmistress McGonagall finished her announcements, the prefects lead us up to the common room, this week the password was pestinomus.

All of my stuff was laid out, I got my pyjamas on and started to write to Mum and Dad.

The letter went like this

Dear Mum and Dad,

I'm in Gryffindor! I was a hat stall though, I was certain at a moment that I was going to be in Ravenclaw like Louis and Lucy, oh and Malfoy! You know for a second there the hat was about to put Scorpius in Gryffindor, you can imagine my shock.

I have met 2 girls called Flossie and Ruby, they seem really nice. Flossie said her dad was in your year, in Ravenclaw – her last name is Boot- ring any bells?

Hogwarts is just as beautiful as you have said, I couldn't believe the levitating candles – will we learn to do this?

Tomorrow I have charms, DADA, transfiguration and potions, does that sound any good to you?

I love you, and Huges so SO much! I miss you too,

Please write me back soon

Lots of love,

Rosie xxxx

I took Owldini (my owl named after a muggle magician), opened the window and asked her to take the letter home. As soon as she left, I felt a wave of fatigue hit me. I clambered into bed and as my head hit my pillow, I was fast asleep.

A/N Please carry on reading and review! This is my first fic so don't be too harsh. That being said, I always appreciate constructive criticism.

-Red Xx