A/N: I'm back! I'm so sorry I haven't posted in such a long time, but here is the sequel! It is about Roselle and Declan, but it is also about Draco and Hermione. I don't have much else to say, so... Without further ado...

Disclaimer: I do own a lot of characters now but... the whole Harry Potter world still belongs to the fabulous J.K. Rowling!

Roselle woke with a start that morning. Looking at the clock, she realized it was much too early to be up, but she couldn't go back to sleep. Not on that day.

It was September 1st, 2010. The day Roselle would go to Hogwarts. She was extremely nervous and scared. She had hardly ever been away from her family, and suddenly, she was going off for a year, a whole year.

Slipping on a robe, she crawled to the other end of her room, where her trunk was, fully packed, expect for a few books and a few articles of clothing. Everything was neatly organized, but it didn't make Roselle feel better like organization usually did.

Trying to distract herself, she observed her room, the one she'd be leaving. She'd moved out of a room shared with her brother just a couple of years ago, so the decoration in her personal room hadn't changed since she had gotten it.

She had a four-poster canopy bed with light blue bedding and purple sheets. Her walls were magical, and had the ability to change color to whatever she wanted. Right now, they were a soft yellow, reminding her of her old room. She had white bookshelf lining a whole wall, and it was typically filled with books of all sorts, but a lot of them were now in her trunk. She had a desk and a small, comfy chair, and a lot of open floor space. Roselle was going to miss it.

Roselle was also going to miss her family. Her parents, her siblings. Of course, Declan, her twin brother, would be going, as well, but what if they weren't in the same house?

Most of all, Roselle was nervous about Sorting. She had no idea where she would belong. She wasn't that brave, not exactly cunning, not super smart or not even in a happy mood a lot of the time, at least recently, anyway. She didn't belong in any of the houses, and she was scared.

She had Sorted all her friends already. Because of the marriage law, she had a lot of friends who'd be going to Hogwarts with her, which was good. But what if she wasn't in the same house as any of them?

Suddenly feeling tired, she returned to sleep.

A few hours later, she woke herself up. Sunlight was pouring in through her window and she could smell breakfast.

Her mother always tried to make breakfast in the morning. It was only on occasions that she didn't. Roselle headed down immediately.

Her family was already there, sitting at the table. There was her mother, Hermione, smiling, as always. Roselle was the spitting image of Hermione, except Roselle's hair was down to her waist, due to her not cutting it most of her life. Hermione was the best mother anyone could ask for, in Roselle's opinion, at least. She was also currently seven months pregnant with what she claimed to be their last child.

Next to Hermione was Draco, who Roselle looked up to so much. He was always there for her, and cheered her up whenever she needed it.

Then, there was Declan. He was much more outgoing than her, always one to crack jokes and be loud. They were sort of opposites.

Derrick was next. He was ten years old, almost her age. He was quieter, and somewhat shy, but also a happy spirit. Both he and Declan had Draco's blond hair, but Derrick had grey eyes, like Draco and unlike Declan.

Then there was the youngest, four-year-old Ivory, who was small but tough and stubborn. She loved being the center of attention. She was a blonde child, with grey eyes, too.

Roselle braced a smile for her family, not wanting to let them see that she was nervous.

"Morning, Ro." Hermione said, presenting a warm smile.

"Get a good slumber?" Draco joked.

Roselle sat down at her place. "Yes, I had a fantastic slumber." she lied.

"Well, good." Draco said. "You need to be well and rested for today."

"What's today?" Ivory asked.

"Declan and Roselle are going to Hogwarts today." Hermione told Ivory.

"Oh." Ivory said, looking down at her food.

This only made Roselle feel worse.

"Don't worry, we're going to write them everyday." Draco told Ivory, and she looked up with excitement. "We'll bombard them with letters!" he declared.

Declan groaned. "Dad…"

"I'm only joking." Draco said, but to Ivory. "They're going to write US everyday!"

Roselle smiled, and took a bite of the homemade breakfast, even though she wasn't hungry and was way too nervous to eat.

After breakfast, Roselle packed up the remainder of her things and got ready. She put her hair in a long braid down her back and wore a simple tee and jeans. Eventually, she grabbed her trunk and headed downstairs, where she found a lot more people had joined. She recognized the Potter's immediately.

They were quite a large group, and the Malfoy's had gotten really close with them over the years. There were seven kids. Toby, Anthony, Noah, Caleb, Lucas, Nicholas, Aubree and Alice.

Hermione came up to Roselle, and put her hand on her shoulder. "You have everything you need?" she asked lightly.

Roselle just nodded.

"We'll go, then." Hermione said. "We'll be taking a few Ministry cars to the station. Courtesy of Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron."

Roselle took one last look at her house, and then everyone went outside to where the cars were waiting. Hesitantly, she got in one, in a seat next to Declan.

"This is exciting, isn't it?" he asked her giddly.

"Yeah." Roselle replied quietly.

"C'mon, Ro. This is going to be the adventure of our lives!" he assured her. "We're going to have so much fun and there really isn't anything you need to worry about. Besides, we'll be there together, right?"

"Not if we're in different houses." Roselle told him.

"Even if we are, does that mean we still won't hang out all the time? Of course not. We'll always be twins, no matter where we're Sorted." he said.

Roselle smiled. "Thanks."

Soon, they arrived at King's Cross Station, and soon, at Platform 9 ¾. Roselle looked in awe as the Potter's ran into the wall, disappearing. Draco went in with Declan, Derrick and Ivory, and then it was just Hermione and Roselle.

"Ready?" Hermione asked, taking Roselle's hand.

"Yeah." Roselle replied, grasping her trunk in one hand and her mother's hand in the other. They charged into the wall, Roselle squeezing her eyes shut.

When she opened them, she found herself amazed. Platform 9 ¾ was magnificent, and the shining red train was terrific.

She and Hermione rejoined the group. which had gotten considerably larger. The Weasley's were now there. Conor, Cecelia and Colleen. So were the Zabini's, Akshaya, who went by Shay, Chandni, who went by Andi and Hasumati, who went by Mati. There were the Finnegan's. Corrine, Rhoda and Thomas. The Longbottom's were there, too, Lilac, Nala and Mary. So were the Thomas's, Sapphire, Edward, William and Isabella.

Relieved to see her best friend, Roselle rushed over to Shay, who hugged her.

"I can't believe we're actually going." Shay whispered.

"I know." Roselle replied, letting go.

Shay looked around. "We're a big group, aren't we?"

Roselle nodded. All her life, it was like she had a second family, and it was these people. She was familiar with every single one of them. Molly Weasley was like her other grandmother, besides Narcissa, her real one. It felt like she had a ton of uncles. Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, Ron, Harry, Blaise, Seamus, Dean and Neville. Her aunts consisted of Ginny, Parvati, Padma, Luna, Hannah, Pansy, Fleur and Lavender. It felt like she had millions of cousins, as well.

After thinking of this, she didn't feel so alone anymore. Everyone who was going to Hogwarts had the same fears as her. It would be something they would all conquer together, though.

Abruptly, a warning bell rung in the station. Everyone looked at each other, and the individuals slowly lingered to their families.

"You should probably get on the train." Hermione told Roselle and Declan. "It'll be leaving soon."

Roselle nodded, and leaned down so that her face was in line with Ivory's. "Promise me you'll be good." she told her younger sister, holding out her pinky.

Ivory held out hers. "I promise."

Roselle smiled and hugged her, then kissed the top of her head.

Standing up, she hugged Derrick. "Take care of her." she whispered to him, and he smiled.

She hugged her mom first. "Love you." Roselle said, already choking on her words.

"I love you, Ro." Hermione said.

Next, she hugged her father. "Love you, Daddy." she told him.

"Roselle Capella, you're going to love Hogwarts and I don't want you to worry one bit about it." Draco assured her. "It's not worth worrying. Just enjoy, okay?"

Roselle nodded.

After Declan had said goodbyes to everyone, the two stood near the entrance of the train.

"This is it." Declan said.

"This is it." Roselle repeated.

Before stepping on, they both waved to their family and then entered the train, reading to go on one of the biggest journeys of their lives.

A/N: So that's it! Please tell me what you think!