Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

A/N: This is a story about Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy through each year at Hogwarts, and maybe an epilogue after. Please review!

Year One

Rose Weasley was excited to say at the least. She was bouncing up and down on her seat at breakfast, too nervous and jittery to eat anything. Her mother, Hermione, tried to get her to eat some toast or cereal, but she profoundly refused. On the other hand, her father Ron was chuckling away.

"Looking forward to it, Rosie?" He asked, draining a cup of black coffee.

"I'm really, really excited!" Rose practically squealed.

Finally 11 years old, she could attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had been waiting for this moment for ages! Her 9 year old brother, Hugo, was rather miffed that he still had to wait two years for his chance.

"It's not fair!" Hugo whined, trailing Ron as he lugged Rose's trunk downstairs to place it in the Ministry car they were borrowing to drive to Kings Cross station for the day.

"Oh, give it up Hugo; you'll be in Hogwarts before you know it!" Ron rolled his eyes, already tired of Hugo's constant moans.

Hugo definitely didn't seem content by this answer, and continued to grumble all the way to Kings Cross. The second they reached the station, Rose jumped out of the car and all but ran into the station. She scanned the platforms, searching for Platform 9 ¾. Where was it?

"You have to run through that wall," Ron explained, pointing at the brick wall between Platform 9 and 10.

Well, anything to get her to Hogwarts! She sprinted towards the wall, squeezing her eyes shut. There must have been a collision when she got out, because when she opened her eyes, she was laying on top of a boy with white blonde hair and steel grey eyes. He didn't look… exactly happy.

"I'm so sorry!" Rose gasped, pulling herself up.

She felt something ram into her from behind. Oh no. Hugo had decided to make his entrance. Suddenly, she had fallen forwards again and was sprawled out on the boy once more.

"Sorry, sorry!" She repeated.

Ron came through the barrier, took in the scene, and then quickly pulled Rose up. He glared at the boy, who was getting up and brushing down his clothes himself.

"You need to watch where you're going!" Ron snapped, tugging Rose in the direction of the Weasley Potter family clan.

"No, dad, it was my fault!" Rose protested as she was dragged away.

"Rose that was a Malfoy! Draco's son! I think it's something like Scorpion…" Ron shrugged and deposited his daughter in front of his family.

"What's wrong with him being a Malfoy?" Rose frowned.

Dark chuckles passed over her relatives and she looked at each of them questionably. She didn't like it when she wasn't in on the secret.

"It doesn't matter, Rosie. Just remember; you have to beat him in all your tests! Good thing you inherited your mothers brains!" Ron looked rather satisfied.

Rose may have got her mothers brains, but she took after her father in looks. She had fiery red hair which frizzed manically down to her waist, clear blue eyes, and deep dimples. She was slender and snowy pale, freckles sprinkled over her glowing cheeks and upturned nose.

"Where's Albus?" Rose looked around the group for her cousin, Albus Potter, who would also be starting Hogwarts this year.

He popped up. His tousled black hair made him look like he'd just rolled out of bed and his green eyes had a constant mischievous twinkle to them. As his circular glasses slid down his nose, he pushed them up with his forefinger, pursing his lips in utter frustration.

"Dad, why do I have to keep wearing these? Can't you cast a spell that makes me see better?" Albus asked as he stepped forwards to give Rose a hug.

"Sorry, son. You'll just have to make do," Harry shook his head. "They're hardly that much of a pain, anyway!"

"You look dashing!" Albus's mother, Ginny, interrupted.

Hermione appeared round the corner, dragging Hugo along with her.

"No, Hugo!" She practically shrieked at him.

Harry laughed.

"What's up with him?" He asked.

"He's upset he doesn't get to go to Hogwarts yet," Ron rolled his eyes.

Harry's 9 year old daughter, Lily Luna, who looked very much like a smaller version of Rose, walked out from behind her dad.

"I can't go yet either! It's not fair!" She looked rather close to tears.

Albus's older brother, and Rose's older cousin, James Potter, who was in his second year now, came running through the wall. He barely acknowledged his gathered family and climbed aboard the train without so much of a 'goodbye'.

"That boy," Ginny shook her head fondly.

Finally, Hermione had managed to restrain her son, and Ron had put Rose's trunk on the gleaming red Hogwarts Express steam train. Albus jumped on, but Rose stayed behind to hug all of her family, before following him. Rose found the compartment where Albus was sitting along and sat opposite him. They waved out of the window until their family disappeared into a cloud of smoke, countryside whizzing by replacing them.

"Looking forward to it?" Rose smiled at her cousin and pulled out the book she was currently reading; Hogwarts: A History.

"How many pages is that thing?" Albus gasped.

"Oh, a thousand pages or so… I'm not really sure… You didn't answer my question."

"Yes, I am very much looking forward to it, considering all the stories James told us. Are you?"

"Of course I am! I've been waiting to go to Hogwarts for ages! This is just about the best thing that's happened to me… Ever!"

Albus grinned and nodded in agreement. Rose glanced out of the compartment. The Malfoy boy that she'd tripped over was walking past. She flushed the colour of her hair, remembering what had happened, and quickly hid her face behind her book before he could realize it was her.

"What's wrong with Malfoy?" Rose asked Albus.

"Well… He's a Malfoy," Albus said, like it explained everything.

Rose pursed her lips but didn't press the matter. Before she knew it, the train ride was nearly over. Her and Albus got changed into their uniform, and climbed off the train. They were ready.

"Malfoy, Scorpius!" Professor McGonagall peered at the list of names on the scroll of parchment.

Scorpius. So that's what his name was.

"SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat announced to the Great Hall.

The Slytherin house table cheered and clapped. Scorpius smirked as he got off of the stool and went to join his new house.

"Potter, Albus!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

There was an awkward silence. Rose turned her head to see the Weasley Potter clan all staring at him in disbelief from the Gryffindor table. James was practically turning purple. Albus got off of the stool. Even the Slytherin table didn't seem appeased. Rose brought her hands together and clapped politely. Her claps echoed a few times through the hall before the rest of the school joined in, unsure.

"Weasley, Rose!"

"Mm… Yes, you'd do very well in Ravenclaw. I see you have Granger's brains… But Hufflepuff would also suit you nicely, with that heart of gold! Slytherin…? No… No… better be… GRYFFINDOR!" The Sorting Hat took a long time deciding.

The Gryffindor table whooped and stampeded as Rose skipped towards them and sat down, a grin plastered to her face.

Dear mum and dad,

I got sorted into Gryffindor at the Sorting Ceremony. Albus got put into Slytherin. Everyone seemed really shocked by this result for some reason. And that Malfoy boy got put into Slytherin too. He even smirked about it! You're right dad, I really shouldn't like him. See you in the Christmas holidays!

Lots and lots of love,

Rosie xxx

It was already two months into Hogwarts, and Rose loved every minute of it. She had made two very good friends. Her closest friend was Alice Longbottom. Alice had a shock of light brown curls and pale green eyes. She was a Gryffindor, but as sweet as a Hufflepuff! Rose's second friend was Aoife Finnegan, a bubbly Irish Gryffindor. Aofie had coppery auburn hair, which fell gleaming and straight down to her hips, and soft brown eyes. The three of them were almost inseperable. Aofie had a brother in second year called Aidan. Aofie looked a lot like her brother, except she was a girl… Well, of course. Alice was an only child, and her father was very close friends with Rose's family and their Herbology professor, Neville Longbottom. They knew so much about each other in such a short time granted. Alice was extremely shy like her father, and excelled in Transfiguration. Aofie was very popular in their year, loved to gossip, and found herself in about ten detentions by the end of the first week. But they found the most about Rose. Rose was very talkative, intelligent, short-tempered, could be impatient, sometimes a little bit bossy, but generally a lively, friendly person. The three of them were like sisters. They could talk about anything when they were together. Like how Alice fancied Albus. They would give advice to each other about things like that. But Alice practically drooled in the lessons that Gryffindors shared with Slytherins.

"Alice!" Rose nudged her in Potions, as she sat next to her.

"Mm?" Alice turned her head slightly.

"You need to stop staring at Al! He keeps giving you these weird looks! If you like him so much, why don't you go and introduce yourself?" Rose demanded.

There was a kick on the back of Rose's stool. She turned round to see Aofie with a meaningful look on her face.

"Send a note to Al and tell him to meet us down by the Black Lake for lunch. At least then we can all have a proper conversation," She suggested.

Rose nodded, but Alice squealed in protest.

"What? No! I can't talk to him!" She shook her head, curls bouncing wildly.

"Fine, fine. I'll tell him to bring a couple of his friends so it seems more informal… and I'll tell him it's because I want to see him, okay?" Rose rolled her eyes.

Alice bit her lower lip but then nodded. She had been too shy to introduce herself once to Albus, becoming all silly when he was around. Rose took a piece of parchment and scribbled a note on it, before throwing it to her cousin.

Bring a couple of friends down to the Black Lake for lunch. Me, Alice and Aofie will be there.

This isn't you trying to set up dates, is it?

No! Just bring a couple of people. Out of interest, who will you bring?

Scorpius of course. I can't leave my wingman. And maybe Noah Parkinson.

Rose groaned. Of course he would be bringing Scorpius. Scorpius was his best friend! She certainly had not clicked with the Malfoy boy over their time at Hogwarts. Whenever she saw his pale, pointy face, however handsome it might be, she turned in the other direction. They actually hadn't uttered a word to each other. Rose would have remembered if they had. So rather reluctantly, at lunch, she headed down to the Black Lake with her friends. Scorpius, Albus, and Noah were sprawled out on the grass. Noah had spiked brown hair and almost black eyes. He was quite handsome, despite what his mother looked like.

"Hey Rose!" Albus called out, waving at his cousin.

She waved back, quickly grabbing Alice's wrist before she could make a break for it. Aofie slapped Alice round the face. Alice blinked.

"What was that for?" She asked.

"Snap out of it! You are going to talk to Albus, alright? You are going to at least become friends with him! Stop sitting in the backseat!" Aofie started to give Alice a lecture.

Alice couldn't help but nod. When Aofie was finally over, the three of them sat next to the boys. Scorpius didn't even look up at them when they approached.

"What did you want to talk to me about, Rosie?" Albus lay back down, closing his eyes so the sun wouldn't blind him.

"I just wanted to spend a bit of time with you. We haven't seen each other in ages! Want me to go?" Rose grinned, lying down next to him.

"No! I didn't mean that, I just wandered if it was anything in particular," Albus shrugged. "Hi Aofie. Hi Alice." He nodded briefly at the other two girls.

Aofie delved straight into conversation with Noah, who seemed happy to comply. Knowing this was Alice's chance with Albus, Rose realized she would have to start a conversation with Scorpius. Very unwillingly, she shifted along until she was sitting next to Scorpius. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"Can I help you, Weasley?" He demanded.

"Just came to say hi, Malfoy." Rose snapped back, already wound up by his attitude and rude greeting.

"Is that it? So you can go now?"

"Shut up."

"I really can't have a Weasley damaging my presence."

Scorpius smirked as Rose turned red with anger.

"Albus is a Potter!" She pointed out.

"Yes, but you're a Weasley. A Gryffindor as well. And you're a bossy know-it-all who no one likes," Scorpius knew the words would sting Rose's ego.

"Excuse me? Well, you're just a stuck up snob who couldn't even pull one girl!"

"Oh yeah? I'll hold you to that bet, Weasley."

"Fine… A bet it is."

"So, how much is going to be thrown into this bet?"

"Sure you want to put any money in? I wouldn't want you to lose too much money, Malfoy."

"At least I have the money."

"Shut up, idiot. 10 galleons… How's that?"

"Great… So, Weasley, will you go out with me?"

"I – What? Malfoy, don't be stupid!"

Scorpius chuckled and Rose just glared at him, loathing clear in her shadowed blue eyes.

"This bet starts next year. I really don't think you getting a girlfriend this year would be good. You are only 11, after all," Rose decided.

"Alright then. Next year, when I pull a girl, you have to give me 10 galleons… Wait… Do you have to pull a boy for me to give you 10 galleons?" Scorpius looked over at her curiously.

"I… I suppose so."

"Ha, good luck with that, Weasley."

"You're such an arrogant, cocky…" Rose broke off, realizing that everyone was staring at the bickering couple.

"How did it go with Albus?" Rose asked, yanking a brush through her frizzy hair.

"Oh, really good, actually! It was a bit awkward at first, but then he started off the conversation and we just talked about some random things for a bit… Our main topic was Quidditch… He said he couldn't wait to try out for the team next year!" Alice had a dopey grin on her face as she collapsed on the couch in the common room in front of the fire.

Aofie was already sitting there, completing her Charms essay which was due in tomorrow.

"Can you ask Albus if he likes me too?" Alice suddenly piped up.

"Coming out of your shell now, are you?" Aofie smiled slightly.

Alice blushed light pink, but then nodded fervently before looking at Rose with a hopeful expression.

"Sure. I'll ask him in Transfiguration… I sit next to him in that lesson. Oh, I got an owl from my mum this morning! Do you two want to come to The Burrow for the Christmas holidays?" Rose suddenly remembered.

"That would be awesome!" Alice grinned, probably just thinking that Albus would be under the same roof.

"I'd like that." Aofie nodded.

Rose beamed. She was sure her family would love her two new best friends. And the Christmas holidays were only a week away.

"So, what was going on with you and Scorpius?" Aofie said quite slowly, wondering if Rose was going to snap.

"Oh… Oh, nothing. We just made a little bet about who could pull someone first next year," Rose shrugged.

"Clearly you'll win then if you have me to help, Rosie!" Aofie said in appreciation, as this was just the kind of bet she would make.

"But… Scorpius is so tall and handsome and muscular! How will I ever win against him?" Rose sighed and slumped down on the couch.

"Woah, woah, woah! You don't like Malfoy, do you?" Aofie gaped.

"Wh- Oh, no! I just meant it will be hard for me to win something like that."

"Rosie… You're pretty, beautiful and smart! Any boy would be lucky to have you! And if you hang around with me and get some tips on how I act, you'll just about be the most popular girl in the school!"

Alice glanced at Rose, a knowing look on her face. She noticed much more little things than Aofie did. And right now, she knew there was a place in Rose's heart for Scorpius, however big or small it might be. Rose shot her a pleading look before Aofie launched into a plan they could compose to get Rose a boy before Scorpius could get his girl.

"If Scorpius asks one of you two… You will say no, won't you?" Rose looked back and forth between her friends.

They nodded in unison.

"You know, I have an odd feeling Scorpius's plan might be for him to get you instead of any old girl, Rose…" Alice said calmly, looking down at the open book resting on her lap.

Rose tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stared into the fire. Would he really? No, he hated her, like she hated him! The idea was for Rose to try and get Noah Parkinson. He was a nice enough boy, and should comply rather easily, even though Aofie made Rose swear to give Noah up quickly, seeing as she fancied him.

Rose sat at her seat in Transfiguration next to Albus. She nudged him and he turned to look at her.

"What is it, Rosie?" He asked.

"Do you like Alice?" Rose went straight in for the kill.

"Uh, yeah, I suppose... She's sweet."

"So, would you go out with her?"

"I guess..."

Alice was staring at the two talking. Rose turned round and gave her a thumbs up sign.

"Rosie!" Ron yelled as he saw his daughter jumping off the train and running full speed towards him.

He enveloped her into a tight bear hug, glad to have his daughter back for a while. Hermione then took his place, smoothing out Rose's hair and asking her about lessons and school life. Hugo grinned up at his sister, having missed her for the time she was gone. Rose turned around and pulled Alice and Aofie forwards.

"Mum, dad, these are my school friends. Alice Longbottom and Aofie Finnegan," Rose introduced them, a proud smile on her face.

"A Longbottom… How's Neville? I didn't think him and Hannah were the type to have kids… Nice to meet you though, nice to meet you," Ron eyed Alice up, noting she clearly hadn't received her fathers looks.

"Oh, and a Finnegan! How is your father, Aofie? Oh, what a pretty name! Irish, isn't it?" Hermione pulled a shocked Aofie in for a hug.

"Don't scare them away before they've even got there!" Rose groaned.

Ron and Hermione laughed, before taking the kids trunks and putting them in the boot of the Ministry Ford.

"Are we meeting everyone else at The Burrow?" Rose asked, climbing into the backseat and motioning for Alice and Aofie to do the same.

Hugo crammed in between Rose's friends, beaming up at them every so often and receiving weird glances back.

"Yup, I think the Potters are already there… Who's Al bringing back?" Ron started the engine.

"Scorpius Malfoy and Noah Parkinson," Rose muttered.

"Malfoy?" Ron just about spluttered on air.

"Albus's best friend," Rose shrugged, not looking too pleased either.

Hermione patted her husband on the back.

"Now, now, Ron… Don't be too harsh to the boy; he may turn out to be nothing like his father!" She soothed him.

"Oh, he is," Rose grumbled.

Her mother shot her a withering glare. Ron didn't seem too impressed at all. The car ride was made in stony silence. When they got to The Burrow, Rose lead Alice and Aofie upstairs to her Aunt Ginny's old room, where they would be staying. Three beds were set up, their trunks already arranged at the foot of them.

"What do you usually do here during Christmas?" Aofie asked curiously, pacing the perimeter of the room, looking at all of the photos on the walls.

"Oh, it's great fun during Christmas time! All my cousins and aunts and uncles come and it's just one big party every day!" Rose grinned and looked out of the window at the garden.

A thin sprinkle of snow covered the ground. This was more than she could have hoped for! It would be a white Christmas hopefully!

"Where are the boys staying?" Alice mumbled timidly.

"Albus and Hugo will be staying in my dad's old room, and Scorpius and Noah will be in my Uncle George's old room…" Rose looked down.

"What's wrong?" Aofie put her arm around Rose.

"It's just that… Uncle George had a twin called Fred… He was killed in the second Wizarding War… I never met him, but the stories upset me," Rose shrugged in a care-free manner and then started to unpack her things.

When they were all done, they headed downstairs to the kitchen. Grandma Molly and Grandpa Arthur were fussing around, trying to put enough chairs in for everyone to have dinner.

"I think we might have to move outside…" Molly muttered, flicking her wand so all of the tablecloths and cutlery floated to the outdoors picnic table.

"Grandma!" Rose piped up from behind, rushing to give Molly a warm hug.

"Oh, Rosie! I didn't realize you'd arrived yet! Enjoying Hogwarts, are you? Where are your parents? Oh, and who are these two lovely young ladies?" Molly gripped her granddaughter in a tight hug, questions pouring out of her mouth.

"We got here about twenty minutes ago! And Hogwarts has been great; I'm having the best time ever! Mum and dad are outside still I think… Unpacking… And this is Alice Longbottom and Aofie Finnegan." Rose made about a million hand gestures in the space of her answers.

Alice and Aofie nodded politely.

"Well, it's very nice to meet you girls… They're outside? Arthur, go and give them a hand! Oh, and don't be too long! Rose, would you mind setting up outside?" Molly ushered her husband away.

Rose trooped outside with her friends and started putting together the dinner table. Finally, all of her cousins and varied family members arrived. Rose cleared her throat and started introducing them one by one.

"Bill, Fleur, Victoire, Dominique, Louis, Charlie, Percy, Audrey, Molly II, Lucy, George, Angelina, Fred II, Roxanne, Teddy, and then of course the family I think you know… Molly, Arthur, Ron, Hermione, Hugo, Harry, Ginny, Albus, James and Lily!" Rose took a deep breath once she'd finished the introductions.

Alice, Aofie, Scorpius and Noah had a hard time remembering everyone's names, so they just nodded at whatever the person was saying, pretending they knew them, but really having not one idea. Everyone crammed around the table to eat, sitting on mismatched chairs, some even perching on sofas which had been brought out, or lounging on the floor! It was rather hectic, but great fun all the same! Scorpius had been seated next to Rose, much to both of their disappointment.

"Decided on who you're going to be pulling next year, yet?" Rose asked conversationally, nibbling on a chicken leg.

"She's a Slytherin, naturally… Olivia Zabini… Beautiful girl! Daughter of Blaise Zabini… What about you? Some swotty Gryffindor?" Scorpius smirked.

"Actually, no, he's a Slytherin too."

"He's a Slytherin? Anyone I know?"

"Yes, probably…"

"Well, aren't you going to tell me? It's only fair, seeing as I told you about Olivia! In our year, right?"

"Obviously, Malfoy. You couldn't get dumber, could you?"

"Oh, can it Weasley."

"For that, I won't be telling you. You'll just have to wait until next year to find out. And trust me, I have my plan all mapped out, so it shouldn't take long at all. Be prepared to cough up your money."

"Yeah, because you really need that 10 galleons, don't you Weasley? No wonder you're trying so hard!"

Rose started to turn the colour of her hair in anger. Scorpius smirked once more, and that's when Rose really lost it. She lunged at Malfoy, prepared to break his nose, but she unfortunately felt a tight grip enclosed round her waist. She spun around to see Albus clinging onto her, shocked and trying to stop his cousin from murdering his best friend.

"Albus, let go!" Rose snapped.

"Scorpius, you really need to cool down with her… She has a bit of a temper… Don't push her," Albus raised his eyebrows meaningfully and then dragged Rose away.

Rose was sitting at the table, looking rather angry himself. And that was just because his daughter hadn't got the chance to beat that swine to a pulp.

"History of Magic is so boring." Aofie smacked her head against the table, eyes drooping dangerously.

"Yeah, but you can't fall asleep in lessons, Finnegan!" Albus hissed from behind Aofie and Rose's table.

"Why ever not? Wake me up when the lesson's over, Rose." Aofie started to snore lightly.

Rose looked around the class. Practically everyone was asleep, sprawled over their open textbooks. She caught Scorpius's eye, who was rather awake. He glared menacingly at her, and she grinned before turning away. She'd shown him who was boss over the holidays!

"Rosie!" Alice whispered from the desk next to her.

"Yes?" Rose leant towards Alice.

"Scorpius keeps giving you that weird look… He hasn't taken his eyes off of you once this lesson!"

"Ha, he's kept this act up for the whole three weeks we've been back at school! It's ridiculous!"

"Why don't you apologize?"

"When he apologizes for what he said, then I will."

"Don't you think you're being a bit tough on him?"

"Actually, I don't think I'm being tough enough."

Alice sighed and sat back in her seat, giving Albus a small smile before she did so. Noah was sitting next to Albus. This was Rose's chance to make a proper introduction. She turned round and beamed.

"Noah?" Rose held out her hand for him to shake.

He shook it and then placed his head in his hands.

"I don't think we've probably met before. I'm Rose, but you can call me Rosie," Rose whispered.

"And I'm Noah. I would let you call me a pet name, but I don't have one for Noah," Noah whispered back, grinning.

He seemed like a nice kid. Rose looked over at Scorpius again, seeing that realization was dawning on Malfoy's face. Not happy realization either. He looked quite furious in fact.

"Do you want to sit with me for lunch?" Rose leant close to Noah, a few inches away from his face.

Albus turned to stare at them, poking Rose in the side with his quill, not liking how close they were at all. Scorpius had had the same idea, seeing as he threw a piece of scrunched up parchment at Rose, knocking her head. She ignored it though, smiling sweetly at Noah.

"Sure. Sounds like fun," Noah nodded, shooting a dirty glare at Scorpius.

"Well then, I'll see you out by the Black Lake…"

Rose and Noah clicked easily. Soon enough, they were practically best friends. Noah walked around with Rose and her group of friends, chatting to Rose happily whenever he received the chance. Before long, the summer holidays had arrived. This time consisted of sitting in the gardens of The Burrow, sipping lemonade and sticking their feet in the shallow stream at the end of the garden. It was a relaxing time, and as Scorpius was going home, just before the second year, he cornered Rose.

"Don't think I haven't forgotten about this bet, Weasley," He gave her his famous smirk, which he probably thought would have charmed any other girl.

"Likewise," Rose pursed her lips, completely put off by this action.

"I know that you're going to try and get Noah. And trust me; I will be sabotaging every single action you make towards him."

"Why? Jealous are you, Malfoy?"

"What? No! You should be jealous of Olivia… No way am I jealous of Noah. He's a prick."

"Watch your mouth Malfoy; I don't appreciate that sort of language."

"Whatever, Weasley. See you next year."

Scorpius winked at Rose. She blushed furiously, and heard Scorpius laughing to himself as he left The Burrow. Damn that boy.