A cute little prelogue to my amazing Scorose fic in the making- it will be based on "A spideress and her spider-prey" idea wise
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It was a Sunday afternoon in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour and thirteen years after the war, any Weasley, Potter, or honorary member of Weasley/Potter clan couldn't go anywhere without having admirers flung at them. This included Teddy Lupin and Victoire, as they took a seven year old Rose out to get a cone to calm her down after James had 'Accidently' hit her on the head with a toy bludger. "Why people would make such a thing evades me," thought Victoire, shaking her blonde ponytail from side to side, "A toy bludger is just asking for trouble, even if they aren't quite as hard as a real one." Teddy waved Rose towards the glass to pick a flavour and smiled as she stood with her shoulder brushing the young blonde boy next to her, though he was slightly taller, and with their noses pressed against the glass they began bickering amicably to each other about flavours.
"Chocolate, there's something so very magical about chocolate," Rose began, ignoring the look of confusion coming from the blonde's face.
"Isn't chocolate a muggle flavour though? I like whizzing fizzbee the best"
"But whizzing fizzbee is created using spells and potions, chocolate is just like 'kapow! I exist'."
"You're funny, what's your name? I'm Scorpius Hyperion" said the blonde boy
"Scorpius Hyperion? That's a pretty name, I'm Rose, Rosie, Rosiela"
"You actually answer to Rosiela?"
"Rarely," she replied, a smile playing on her lips.
Perhaps Astoria shouldn't have been quite so surprised when Scorpius came up to her a few minutes later and asked for a chocolate cone. Really, Victoire should have been even less surprised when Rose walked out with the words "Scorpius Hyperion" playing on her lips