Hi! Yes I am back with another Rose/Scorpius story! After I finished It's Always an Uphill Battle, I honestly did not think I was going to write another fic. And yet, under a month later, I am back again starting a new story. I couldn't get this idea out of my head, and I already have the whole story mapped out and outlined. It's going to be 20 chapters, so not as long as It's Always an Uphill Battle. Also, just in case someone is wondering: THIS IS NOT AN It's Always an Uphill Battle SEQUEL. Yes it is Scorose, but they have a completely different history. Also, starting next chapter, flashbacks will be used throughout the story to provide little moments of Rose and Scorpius while they were dating at Hogwarts. So I hope you enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW! It makes me so happy and I want to know your thoughts!

The cool breeze that entered Rose Weasley's window caused her to shiver, effectively waking her up. Although it was summertime, Rose was still wrapped up in blankets, creating a cocoon. She had the day off from her part time job at the Ministry, effectively guaranteeing she would stay in bed until past noon. Her newest book sat on her dresser which meant Rose would not go downstairs for sometime. Rose's mother and father also had the day off, while her brother was off in Romania working with their uncle Charlie at a dragon reserve.

At age 21 Rose still lived at home, and yet she was not ashamed of it. She did not see the need to find her own place when she could live rent free without having to cook. Besides, her parents gave her relatively enough space, and it wasn't like she was bringing blokes home. That would create awkward situations Rose just knew to avoid.

Finally admitting she was not going to fall back asleep, Rose sat up and grabbed her book. She opened to chapter three, "Everyday Charms for Your Average Witch," and began to read. Before she could get lost in the book, an owl started incessantly tapping on her window. Rose stood up, mildly cursing as she tripped on her shoes on the floor, gave the owl a treat and took the letter from its beak. Seeing the seal was from Hogwarts, she hurriedly ripped open the envelope. The letter fell out, and Rose read the parchment as fast as she possibly could.

Dear Ms. Weasley,

I am delighted to inform you that you have been offered the post as the new Charms professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the upcoming term. Your stellar NEWT scores and love for the subject made you the obvious choice. I am excited to see the impact you will make on your students and the touch you put on the Charms curriculum. You must come to Hogwarts by August 25, a week before the students will arrive. In addition, you will be provided living quarters, as requested, on the school grounds. I look forward to seeing you and wish you good luck with your first term as a professor!

Best,

Filius Flitwick

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Rose screamed once she had read the letter and started jumping up and down like a little girl. She could not believe that her childhood wish was coming true: she was going to be a professor at Hogwarts! Ever since her first year, she had fallen in love with the subject of charms and hoped to teach it one day. Professor Flitwick had been so instructive, and yet Rose hoped to put her own twist on the subject. So when Teddy, current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, had notified her that Flitwick was set to take over as Headmaster, she applied for his old position. From the moment she arrived back at Hogwarts for her interview Rose knew that this was where she was meant to be. She was very nervous, but when she had finished speaking with Flitwick she had a good feeling about her prospects for the position. Charms always had been her best subject and she had been one of Flitwick's favorite students, after all.

A few moments after Rose's outburst of excitement, her father ran into her room, wand in hand, worried that his daughter had been brutally attacked.

"Bloody hell, Rosie, are you alright? I heard screaming," Ron muttered, relieved that his daughter seemed to be fine.

"Oh, dad, you'll never believe it! I got the letter today that I got the job at Hogwarts! You are now looking at Professor Rose Weasley!" she screamed, her grin encapsulating her entire face.

"Rosie, that's wonderful! Just wait until your mother hears about this," he said hugging his daughter and yelling downstairs for his wife. "Hermione! Come up here!"

"Ronald what is it?" Hermione asked before seeing her daughter so happy and the letter she held in her hand. She immediately put the pieces together and tears formed in her eyes. "Rose this is amazing! You've always wanted to be a professor and you're going to be the best Hogwarts has ever seen and I'm so proud of you!"

Rose thanked her parents and nudged them out of the room as her mother continued to talk about lesson plans and demonstrations she could do. Rose was still so shocked; she would be able to impart knowledge on the minds of the future. She was going back to Hogwarts, her true home.

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A month later Rose stood in her living room, eying the large banner her father had put up that said: Congratulations Rose! She was all packed and set to leave for Hogwarts the next day and her parents had decided to throw her a going away party. Her mother, along with the help of Nana Weasley, had cooked enough food to feed all of the Wizengamot. Rose had told her parents that this party was unnecessary, but they had claimed that it would be a good chance for her large family to say goodbye. After some hesitation Rose acquiesced, knowing how much she would miss her cousins and this would be a good opportunity to spend one last time all together before Christmas.

Soon, family started arriving and she hardly had a chance to breathe. Her brother, Hugo, had even taken a portkey back from Romania for the special day. She was being constantly hugged by aunts, uncles, and cousins while they continued to ask her questions such as "how much are you being paid?" to "how many detentions do you think you'll give this term?" Rose was at least thankful that all of her cousins had graduated from Hogwarts, so she would not be accused of favoritism. However, as it was her first year and she was somewhat nervous, she was glad that Teddy would be there to help her along the way. Besides him, her cousin, Victoire, and Teddy's wife of three years, also resided at Hogwarts. Vic was a columnist for the Daily Prophet, so she was able to work from any location.

Before she had a moment to sample any of her nana's delicious food, she knew to avoid her mother's, she was dragged outside by her cousin, Albus. Rose pushed her busy red hair out of her face and huffed as Albus proceeded to talk to her.

"Look, Al, I'll be fine. I mean, Teddy and Vic will be there so it's not like I'll be all by myself," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I know, Rose. It's just you're going to be surrounded by teenagers, so it's not like you'll have a lot of people your age to spend your free time with."

"Al, I didn't want to become a professor to boost my social life! Come on, you know I'll be fine and you can floo by and visit me whenever you want."

While Rose was making this offer, she knew Albus would only be sparingly available to take her up on it. As a member of the Puddlemere quidditch team, he was often busy. Besides, Rose knew she would be fine. It was never like she was a social butterfly that went out to pubs every night anyway. When she met a friend, or even a guy, it was usually through family. But that came with dangerous territory because there was a lot of people who wanted to befriend Rose, or even date her, because her last name was Weasley. And, Merlin, she hated those people.

"I'm not concerned about how many times you have friends over for tea," her cousin Lily interrupted, "I'm concerned about how you'll be able to meet guys at Hogwarts. You're stuck in the middle of nowhere and the only men you'll see that are under age 50 are Teddy and Uncle Neville!"

Rose rolled her eyes. Her cousin was always involving herself in Rose's love life and she just wanted Lily to, well, fuck off. It was none of her business whether Rose regularly went on dates or not. And besides, all of the men Lily had set her up with had been duds.

"Lil, I'll be fine. Seriously dating is the last of my concerns at the moment."

"C'mon, Rosie, ever since Scor-" Rose's glare stopped Lily dead in her tracks. Lily had momentarily forgotten that they didn't mention him anymore. Lily seemed to gain her composure before continuing. "Fine. I hate to tell you, but you've better get a move on because you're not getting any younger."

Albus pretended he had not heard that comment as he did not want to hear about his cousin's love life, while Rose stuck her tongue out at her younger cousin as she went back inside. Sometimes Rose wished she had a family that didn't meddle in all of her business. Granted, that would be a lot easier starting tomorrow when she was in another country.

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Rose hugged her parents one last time before grabbing onto the portkey along with her belongings. Not wanting to apparate such a long distance, she held tightly onto the portkey while making sure not to drop her trunk. She would need to find a new wardrobe and collection of books if she dropped it now while high up in the air. She slightly stumbled but regained her balance as she landed and started to make her way towards the gate that guards the castle. Rose waved when she saw Flitwick on the other side of the gate, raising his wand to open it for her.

"Rose, my dear, it is wonderful to see you!" He squeaked, giving her a brief hug.

"You too! I know it had been announced last time we spoke, but let me offer you an official congratulations on becoming headmaster."

"Thank you. It was so kind for Minerva to think of me when she retired. Alas, I don't know how long I will be at it though since I am aging quite a bit myself," he said as he headed back towards the castle and Rose followed.

Rose nodded, silently agreeing. She had always liked Professor Flitwick, but she sometimes found him a little to sentimental for her tastes. Maybe it was the numerous generation gaps or just her upbringing, but Rose could never be as cheery or even emotional as he was.

"Now I am still waiting on one more professor to arrive, so I must leave you here," Flitwick said once he and Rose had passed the Great Hall. "I trust that you can find your office and living quarters, both of which are attached to the charms classroom. Now I will see you at dinner. I hear the elves have prepared a marvelous feast for us!"

Flitwick then vanished out of sight, leaving Rose to finish her walk alone. However, this did not bother Rose as she was free to truly take her time. It had only been four years since she had last been at Hogwarts, and yet to Rose it seemed like a lifetime. Rose took a deep breath, wanting to take in the air. Her cousins had always laughed at her, but she had always claimed that Hogwarts had a distinctive smell, one she could not get enough of. Granted, there was one person who didn't laugh at her when she said this, but Rose refused to allow herself to think about him anymore.

When Rose finally reached the charms classroom, she could tell that it was in desperate need of a dusting. It had obviously not been touched since the end of last school year and Filch had ignored it throughout the summer. She made a mental note to clean it tomorrow as she headed past her office and into her living quarters.

There was a small common area with a fireplace, a table, and a kitchenette. Rose knew she wouldn't be doing any cooking of her own, but appreciated that she had a stove of her own, just in case her mother or Nana visited. She turned around to see two doors: one leading to a bathroom and another to her bedroom. Rose levitated the trunk into her bedroom before noticing a certain Metamorphmagus was already lying on her bed.

"Teddy Remus Lupin, what are you doing in my room?" she yelled, unable to control her laughter.

"I figured I would help you unpack. Vic isn't feeling too well so I wanted to give her some space, anyway."

Growing up, Teddy had always been one of her favorite cousins and she had slightly idolized him. Although he had technically only had become family three years ago when he married Victoire, Rose had always thought of him as her cousin. Rose was so glad that Teddy and Vic would be at Hogwarts; although she didn't believe Albus and Lily when they said she would not be able to find anyone her own age, having part of her family at Hogwarts reassured her.

Rose then ordered Teddy to help her start unpacking, as her trunk was filled to the brim. However, Teddy turned out to be more of a hindrance than a help as he continued to put Rose's clothes in the wrong drawer and mess up her organizational schema. After a few minutes, Rose gave up and flopped onto her bed next to Teddy.

"Now, Teddy. Albus and Lily were feeding me all this nonsense that since I'll be here all year I'm not going to be able to meet people my own age. Is that true? Even if it is, can you tell them that they're being ridiculous?"

"Well, I have to admit there really aren't that many people here that you would want to regularly grab a drink with. Thankfully I've had Vic so it's made it easier for me," he said.

"Ahh, yes. I'm sure being married does help. But it's not my fault that I'm the youngest professor Hogwarts has had in quite some time!" she exclaimed, laughing at her dramatic statement.

"Well, you might not exactly be the only new young professor," Teddy whispered, hoping Rose wouldn't hear him.

Rose was instantly confused. She had thought that she was the only new professor for this upcoming term. However, Teddy obviously knew something and was hiding it from her. That was extremely odd since Teddy was a horrible secret keeper and practically spilled his guts anytime he saw Rose.

"Teddy. Tell me," Rose said while glaring at him.

Teddy's hair turned yellow, and Rose knew that this meant he was nervous.

"Nope. I'm not going to be the one to tell you this. You'll have to see it for yourself." Noticing Rose would get the information out of him soon, Teddy jumped up from the bed and ran to the doorway. "I think I'm just gonna go, but I'll see you in a bit for dinner. Uh, bye!" he said before taking off.

Rose knew it was no use to try and catch him; he would be gone already. Instead of continuing to unpack, Rose laid on her bed and thought about what Teddy had said. When she finally admitted defeat and realized she could not figure it out on her own, she set off towards the Great Hall. Maybe this other new professor would be there already and her brain would stop turning.

Putting on her grey jumper, as the hallways were quite cold, Rose left. Thankfully the Great Hall, and by extension the kitchens, were not too far from her. This meant that Rose could grab food quickly whenever she wanted. And Rose had a chocolate fix she never could seem to get over. The kitchens would definitely become her new sanctuary.

As Rose entered the Great Hall, her eyes scanned the table for anyone she didn't know. She was still insanely curious about Teddy's comment and wanted to immediately solve the mystery. Many of the professors from her school days were still there, and Rose was looking for the anomaly. She instantly froze as she saw the person sitting next to her Uncle Neville. Rose could not tear her eyes away from him, nor could she move her feet. The one person Rose convinced herself that she would never have to see again, and yet he was here.

He had noticed her as well, and yet he remained calm, drawing his gaze away after a moment and focusing back on his food. It was if, to him, nothing was wrong, and yet to Rose it seemed that the world was on fire. Since she found herself unable to look away, she studied him, looking for any differences since they had last seen each other. His platinum hair was now an inch or so shorter than Rose had remembered, but other than that he looked the same. Granted he was a few years older, but so was she. Before a few moments had passed, Uncle Neville called out to her.

"Rose, come here! There is an open seat next to me."

Suddenly her legs started to work again and she found herself in the spot next to Uncle Neville. Rose thought she had to be dreaming; there was no was he was here. Yes, this must be a nightmare and she would wake up any moment and this would all be over. She subtly pinched her arm, willing herself to wake up. When that did nothing she mentally cursed. So she was awake. This was no nightmare, it was real life.

"Rose, you're familiar with Scorpius Malfoy, our new ancient runes professor, right?" Neville asked, trying to involve her in the conversation. She nodded and pretended to smile, unable to form words.

Scorpius Malfoy, her ex-boyfriend and the only man that had broken her heart, was here at Hogwarts. As a professor. Oh Merlin, this is going to be interesting.

So that's it for the first chapter. Really this is more of an introduction, because all other chapters will have a lot more of Scorpius in them. However, the entire story will be third person, focusing on Rose's POV, so we won't really know what Scorpius is thinking until it is revealed to Rose. I'm rating this story T, but as the chapters progress, if anyone thinks it needs to be M just let me know and I will change it. Thanks and please review, favorite, and follow! I promise all other chapters will be MUCH more interesting since they'll have Rose/Scorpius interaction. Because that is always the best part.