Ok, so I was thinking about this fanfic for a while. I stopped writing everything and I'm really focusing on that one. So I hope you like it.

The Summary:

Hogwarts = new friends; new ennemies; homework; family disputes... It's all sometimes too hard even for Rose Weasley. And her mother is the Hermione freaking Granger herself!(Now Weasley) But what happens when she knows thigs she shouldn't have known, ex-deatheaters escape Azkaban and she's somewhat caught in between? What will she do? (Couples aren't included in this story- they will only form later!)

Disclaimer:

I never knew why it is so important to add that stupid little note that's annoying everyone.

As we all obviously know, I'm not JK Rowling. If I was her, I wouldn't be writing this on FanFiction.

Chapter one: hoot !hoot!

*Albus' P.O.V.*

"I won't! I won't be in Slytherin!" I repeated for the thousandth time this week.

"James, give it a rest!" My mum scolded my older brother. There was only a one year difference between James and me, but he still acted as if I was a five year old.

"I only said he might be. There's nothing wrong with that. He might be in Slyth-" He cut it off when he saw mum's glare. I hated when she was mad at me. Dad was never as scary as her.

"You'll write to me, won't you?" I asked my parents, my voice low, almost shaking. Albus, remember, it's only a school. It's not as if you were condemned forever. It was the 1st of September and we were going to Hogwarts. We, meant me, my bro and my cousin, Rose. Lily and Hugo were only 9. They had to wait two more years.

"Every day, if you want us to," my mum hugged me.

"Not every day. James says most people only get letters from home about once a month." The idea I would seem childish since the first day, made me sick.

"We wrote to James three times a week last year." Mum reassured me.

"And you don't want to believe everything he tells you about Hogwarts. He likes to laugh, your brother." Dad added. I was happy they were on my side. And although I knew James was only kidding, I couldn't suppress the horrible feelings.

"Where are they?" I asked. I knew it sounded stupid, but seeing Rose could always help me.

"We'll find them." Don't worry my mother's eyes seemed to say. "I think it's them, Al."

I looked the way she pointed, and saw Rose, already in her robes, who came running at me.

"Al! I'm so excited! Aren't you? I've read all the books, but mum told me not to learn everything yet, otherwise I might get bored at school." She started a monologue about the school, but it wasn't as long as I suspected it to be. When she finished, she ,for the first time this day, looked at me and her smile faded away. "Oh no, just don't you tell me James is still talking about you getting sorted to Slytherin" Her voice became threateningly low.

"..."

"But, Al! You have nothing to be scared of! You are smart, ambitious, yes, but there's much more qualities than you think!" She almost yelled. "You are loyal, brave, and caring. You won't get sorted to Slytherin! I can tell!" She had no idea how her words reassured me. Her logic was unbelievable, and I always believed her instincts. If she felt I wouldn't be in Slytherin, then I would not.

"Thanks Rose, but I'm still scared. What if..." Suddenly, we heard uncle Ron say.

"If you're not in Gryffindor, then we'll disinherit you. But no pressure." It was said to Hugs and Lilykins, who both were laughing, but it made me feel even worse.

"Ron!"

"He doesn't mean it" Rose's mum and mine said at the same moment. As if they knew what it meant to me. They started to talk to me and Rose about how dad and uncle Ron were no better than little children, and that they would never disinherit us. Ididn't listen to them though. I was concentrated of the male's conversation.

"Look who it is." Uncle Ron was visibly unhappy when he saw whomever he saw, and just the second when I saw their straight faces, I fast searched for the reason of their anger. They were obviously talking about a blond boy or rather, I supposed, about his father. Just Next to them stood a pretty black haired woman with beautiful emerald green eyes. The boy's father nodded curtly when he saw dad and uncle staring, and then turned away.

"So that's little Scorpius. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains." Uncle Ron said aloud as soon as the other man disappeared.

"Ron, for heaven's sake, don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!" Auntie Hermione looked slightly annoyed.

"You're right, sorry... Don't get too friendly with him though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood."

"Hey!"

*Rose's P.O.V.*

"You're right, sorry. "I could tell dad didn't mean it. An I was right after a moment he couldn't help but add." Don't get to friendly with him though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood." I rolled my eyes- as if!

"Hey!" It was James who returned. As always, trying to tell something incredibly important.

"Teddy's back there. Just seen him! And guess what he's doing? Snogging Victoire!" When nobody reacted, he said frustrated.

"Our Teddy. Teddy Lupin! Snogging our Victoire! Our cousin! And I asked Teddy what he was doing-" James couldn't finish his sentence, as his mom scolded him.

"You interrupted them? You are so like Ron-"

But James continued talking, ignoring his mother. "- and he said he'd come to see her off! And then he told me to go away. He's snogging her!" And? Who cares James? I thought. Lily was the one to speak, and it wasn't anything her older brother expected.

"Oh, it would be lovely if they got married! Teddy would really be part of the family then!"

The usual family dispute was just about to start, so I let my mind drift here and there. It was useless to take a big part of them. They wouldn't listen to reason anyway.

"It's nearly eleven, you'd better get on aboard." I heard my mum say. "Come Rose, I want to tell you something." I followed her, and when we were out of reach, she started.

"Rose, I don't want you to be miserable. I was the first to learn what it really meant. Just before your uncle, dad and I became friends. I was also the first to accept Draco Malfoy. Yes, it is the man Ron and Harry were glaring at." She said before I could ask. "I don't want you to spend your life in trying to beat Scorpius Malfoy, because you want to prove you're better. He will be a competition. His father was a prick, yes, but an intelligent prick." She then hugged me gently. "Don't make yourself enemies, because it brings only pain; sometimes a bit of satisfaction, but never real happiness. Remember that."

"Thanks mum. Really. But the train will leave without me if I don't get abroad... Mum, are you crying?"

"No. Of course not." She said with teary eyes, but with a smile on her face. "See you on Christmas!"

"Bye mum!" I waved and with my backpack went into the train. It was my dream come true, to go to Hogwarts, being sorted, and of course meeting new people. By the time I saw Albus coming, it was really late, and when the train departed, we had to stay next to the door to be able to see our parents, because we had no time to look for a compartment. Al opened the door's window, and asked a last question.

"Why are they all staring?" surprisingly, my father was the one to respond.

"Don't let it worry you. I'm extremely famous." We laughed along with our younger siblings at his joke.

When they disappeared, I felt a pang of pain, but when I turned towards Albus, it evaporated. I gave him the worst of the glares.

"Now, tell me what took you so long. I don't want to wait 'till Christmas to ask the others as I'm going to kill you Albus Severus Potter. How do you think we will find a compartment now?" He looked as if he wanted to disappear. Serves him right. I thought.

*Unknown P.O.V.*

"Hullo, can we sit here, please? They don't want us anywhere else?" A blond boy said. I nodded in agreement. His words made me uneasy didn't want them anywhere else? What does that mean? The boy-who-talked, was a tall blond, who had very dark, brown eyes. The boy next to him seemed smaller, but not because of his height. More because of his posture. I couldn't see his eyes, but I thought they were grey, I couldn't be sure though.

"SO, what's your name?" The first boy asked.

"I'm Sylvia. Sylvia Emma Crane. And you?" I asked.

"I'm Arachno Greendrass, and that's Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy." The boy said.

"Oh, so you're related to the Lucius Malfoy?" I asked the other boy. The way he glared at me made me hate myself. "Sorry. I didn't- I mean-" His gaze softened, as he turned away.

"Don't worry. At least you're not calling me death-eater spawn." I felt growing pity. I felt sorry for the boy who was persecuted because of whom his ancestors were. I couldn't add anything, because at that precise moment the compartment's door opened, and a red headed girl burst in, a boy with messy black hair and green eyes entered in, just behind her.

"Sorry, can we sit in here, there's no place left in the previous compartments! Please?" The girl asked.

"Sure, no problem." I said.

"So, who are you? I'm Rose Weasley and that's my cousin, Albus."

"Thanks Rose, but I know how to present myself."

"Oh, do you?" I chuckled as Rose said that.

"Oh, shut it both of you. I'm Sylvia Crane, and that's... sorry, my memory isn't good with names."

"I'm Arachno Greendrass. And that's-"

"Scorpius. Malfoy." The Albus guy's eyes went wide, but his cousin seemed calm.

"Wait. Are you Harry Potter's son?" I realised after a moment. The resemblance with the boy-who-lived was huge, and I couldn't see why I couldn't remember about the photographs I've seen in "Hogwarts' a history- 2nd edition" written by Hermione Weasley.

"Yeah, why are you so surprised?" His look was saying No way Sherlock, but I ignored it.

"Well, I never knew about magic. I've learnt about it like... a month ago?" I said.

"Oh, so you're a muggleborn." One of the blond said. It was the Malfoy boy I think.

The next few hours we were talking about everything. The houses we wanted to be in and I've learnt much about many of the professors, as Rose and Albus knew many of them. After the trolley lady came, Rose and I went to the toilet, and the boys stayed in the compartment talking about a wizard game called Quidditch.

"So you want to be in Ravenclaw?" Rose suddenly asked me.

"Yes. I think I would belong there." I felt my voice lower. I still remembered my ex-best friends words when I told him that I was leaving to go to a 'better school'.

"You know, even if you are really intelligent, like my mum for example, you can't be sure you'll go to Ravenclaw." She told me, seeing my mood change. Her words meant nothing else but - don't worry even if you are nerd-ish it's not said you will live in a know-it-all community.

"Thank y-"I stopped as I saw a little girl with dirty-blond hair in front of me. She was weeping and shaking violently. Rose approached her and touched her shoulder. She looked up. Her face was covered in tears, and her eyes were of two different colours. One was bright blue, the other purple. It freaked me out.

"Who are you?" The girl asked- her voice shaking.

So that's my first real FanFic I'm going surely to finish.

Tell me what you thought of it,

and please give me ideas for her name!

I just can't find anything for a sweet, innocent looking girl, but with a great spirit.

- Amber