DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Harry Potter series (but I kind-of wish I did because it's amazing).

As you can see, this is a Rose/Scorpius fanfiction. Please enjoy and if you have time, maybe, pretty please, review? Haha, anyways, enough of my blabbering. Go on, read my story. Yeah, go ahead, do it. Why are you still reading this? The story's underneath this unnecessary rant. Okay, with out further ado, begin...NOW!

CHAPTER #1 - Nose Weasley

"…yeah, it's pretty annoying when girls flock me at every corner. But somehow, I get by. Sometimes I think my life would be so much easier if I was ugly, but then I see an ugly person and my heart goes out to them. It really does. I feel so bad for ugly people."

I settled for an almost silent groan instead of pointedly showing this guy how utterly mind-numbing hearing him speak was. I admit, the only reason I had agreed to even go out with Aaric Ashmore in the first place was because of boredom. Boredom, and the fact that James had bluntly told me about a week ago that I was going to die an old, single hag. In order to prove him wrong, I had stupidly decided to accept Aaric's invitation to go on a date with him. And that right there was how I ended up spending my perfectly good Friday evening in the Great Hall with a wanker who thought he was the hottest living thing at Hogwarts.

I had never really dated, so I couldn't actually compare Aaric to anyone. But even I had enough common sense to know that any tosser who hit on everything that even remotely resembled a female was no good. Stupid James; it was all his fault. His and Albus's. They were probably just having a lovely time back in our dormitory. I would get them back for this soon, though.

"Oi!" Aaric said.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. For the past hour I figured that I may as well have been a muggle with how little attention I was receiving from Aaric. I was so taken by surprise that I looked at him, for the first time that night, with any amount of interest – waiting for him to continue.

"Are you going to drink your pumpkin juice? If not, you should give it to me. I've drunk all of mine, you see, and getting another one would take far too much effort right now."

He didn't even wait for my reply, the brainless twat – just grabbed my pumpkin juice and gulped it down.

My jaw dropped slightly. This was absurd! Merlin's beard, how on earth did I end up on a date with a guy like this?

"Aaric …" I began.

He wasn't listening to me. By now, he is rattling on about the first time he rejected a girl, and how heartbroken she was for weeks after that.

"Aaric!" I screamed.

Well, that got his attention…and everyone else's within twenty feet of us. I tried to keep a stoic face and prayed that my face wasn't as red as I imagined it to be. A few seconds later, the light chatter resumed around us and Aaric was quiet for what was probably the first time in his life.

"This… This has been fun, believe me," I lied smoothly. "But I really must be going. I promised Albus and James I'd be back before eight. You know how my cousins are…"

Annoying and useless, that was how they were. And I was going back for no reason other than the fact that I was going to knock the two fools out. Dumbledore himself would have to rise from his grave to stop the wrath that was about to befall his precious school.

"No worries, Nose," He said. "I'll see you later, then."

I stilled. …Had he just called me 'Nose'? Nose, as in a protrusion in vertebrates that houses the nostrils which admit and expel air in juxtaposition with the mouth?

He had to be kidding me. Although, apparently he wasn't, since he showed no hint of cracking up anytime soon. He simply got up from the table, smacked me on the shoulder, and began walking out of the Great Hall back to his dormitory. It was official, to Aaric Ashmore I was 'Nose'. Nose Weasley. Huh, it had a ring to it. Who freaking knew…

After taking in exactly what had happened, I finally stood up, somewhat dazed. The name kept replaying itself in my head. Nose Weasley. Nose Weasley. Nose, Nose, Nose, Nose. It was like a mantra that wouldn't stop playing inside my head. For all these years, the only part of my name I had actually liked was Rose. Honestly, Weasley wasn't the most flattering of names, so I had always figured my first name would be what got me through life. Besides, after I'd get married, I'd change my last name anyway. But now… I was Nose. That was just peachy.

I made my way to Gryffindor Tower, the House practically the entirety of Weasley-Potter's were sorted into. Albus, James, Lily, Hugo and I were all in Gryffindor. Different years, of course, but still Gryffindor. James was a year older than Al and me. We were in fifth year, James was in sixth. Lily, on the other hand, was in third year along with Hugo, my only sibling.

I finally reached the Fat Lady that guarded the entrance to Gryffindor Tower. I spoke the password to her; she bowed, and let me in. I stepped through the circular hole behind the portrait and found myself in the Common Room.

Immediately, I spotted Al and James lounging by the fireplace. Furious, I marched over there and soon found my hand descending in an arc which, in the process, made contact with James's head.

"Hey!" He yelled, looking up.

When he realized it was me, he unsuccessfully attempted to hide his laughter.

"So, how was the date, Rosie?" He smiled teasingly. "Made a new friend, have we?"

I hit him over the head again. Al laughed in the background.

"I think she's mad," He whispered loudly to James.

"I think so too," He whispered back, before turning to face me once more. "So, I'm guessing you're still as single as ever? Did the poor bloke run off by any chance?"

I debated whether I should hit him again, but decided against it this time.

"No. In fact, he liked me so much that he even gave me a pet name," I said.

I left out the part about the pet name being Nose, and that I had been called that mostly because Aaric had failed to care enough to even recall my actual name.

"Any chance you'd tell us who he is?" Albus asked.

"Not at all," I countered.

"Oh, was it that creepy fourth year who stared at you at dinner last night?" James chuckled. "I hope you know that I will not accept him as a cousin-in-law. I mean, the heart wants what the heart wants, but that bloke was just odd."

"The one with the peculiarly shaped head and the goatee?" Al questioned.

When James nodded solemnly, Al shuddered.

"Har bloody har," I scoffed. "Wouldn't be laughing too hard there, Al. I was going to break the news gently to you, since you're my cousin and all, but I'm not feeling too sympathetic right about now. Matthew asked Sumaira out today and she said yes. Laugh about that!"

I thought it would get him, but he just smiled.

"Try again, Rosie," He said warmly. "I don't like Sumaira anymore. The new target of my affection, the apple of my eye, is none other than the beautiful Elevina Pierce, and Elevina very much single…for now."

He sighed, and the sigh seethed of infatuation. I groaned.

"Give me a break," I muttered, discouraged.

Albus and James exchanged looks.

"Was it really that bad?" James asked, suddenly much more serious.

"Doesn't matter," I replied.

He shook his head, "Rose, even though I'll always make fun of you—"

"Thanks."

"Even though I'll always make fun of you," He said, louder this time. "I do care so… just don't feel bad about one lousy git, alright?"

A smile played on the corners of my mouth. I could never stay mad at anyone who said such sentimental things to me.

"What he said," Al seconded.

This time, a smile broke free on my face.

"You two are so cliché," I said, yawning a little. "I'm going to go sleep early."

With that, I left.

Even though Al and James drove me mad daily, I loved them both more than my own life and I knew they loved me the same way. I was truly lucky to have them.

I shook my head; this was far too sappy for me. Instead of continuing this line of thought, I changed into my PJ's and got into bed. The snow was falling against my window, the grayness clouded over Hogwarts outside, and the snowflakes gently hit against the glass.

I exhaled. Sometimes, days like today really got me down. But life wasn't too bad, and the proverbial tomorrow always had the potential to be better than today.

A/N ~ Okay, was that good enough for the first chapter? Yeah, I know, I haven't introduced Scorpius into the story yet, but that's because I sort-of want you to get to know some of the characters first before I jump into anything. Now, if you really liked it, maybe you'll review? Please? ...Don't review if you hated it, or I'll cry every day for the rest of my life. Haha, but this is my first fanfic so forgive me if it wasn't up to your standards. Just give me a chance and I'll do better! (Hopefully.)

- Anna B.