Heyy guys ! I'm sorry for starting this story before updating "The Rose and The Scorpion" ! X( plz don't kill me ! I've been so busy with getting back to school, and meeting new people and stuff. :) I'll try to update more regularly !
I suddenly had this story idea the other day, which I have never seen in a fanfic before, so I'm hopping it will be a bit more original than my other stories. :) Enjoy plz ! :P
Blackmail
You can't have anything to do with a war hero and not be besieged by the press. Even Neville Longbottom's plant provider and Hermione Granger's dentist have complained about the flashes blinding them every time they step out onto the street.
You can thus imagine how much more difficult it is for the heros themselves, and their close family, namely their children.
I'm starting to wish that my parents were not quite so famous as I step through the magical barrier which separates King's Cross from the Hogwarts Express platform, bracing myself for the deluge of reporters.
I'm not disappointed.
"And here we have the crowd favorite, Rose Weasley !" Lavender Brown squeals, clapping her hands excitedly and gesticulating towards me. The camera men surrounding the barrier immediately begin clicking away, and the large camera which was previously facing the hyper-active reporter, Miss Brown, swivels around to face me. I fix my signature charming smile on my face, like my mom taught me to do, and wave at the many cameras before pushing through the paparazzi firmly, dragging my trunk and other baggage behind me.
At first, they try to stop me going through, determinedly taking as many pictures as they can and putting themselves in my way. Luckily, they are quickly distracted by the arrival of my little brother.
"Hugo Weasley !" Lavender Brown squeals again, "This young man is turning out to be quite the charmer. Just look at that face girls, and try to tell me that you are not completely and utterly in love with it." I glance behind me in time to see Hugo wink playfully at the cameras, and flick his dark brown hair to the side in one practiced movement. I roll my eyes. My brother is entering his 5th year at Hogwarts, and has honestly become quite good-looking over the summer, with his chocolate eyes and hair, as well as his strong, yet slight features. He's also realised that, and has spent hours rehearsing his signature hair-flick in front of his magical mirror, which gives him a note out of ten on the attractiveness of the movement. He's also been working on winks, lopsided grins, lazy smiles and lip-biting. In short, we didn't see much of Hugo this summer.
"Rose !" Someone calls to me, and I turn around, grinning, just in time to receive a huge amount of white-blond hair right in the face as Holly Longbottom, my best friend, throws herself at me. I hug her back, giggling slightly at how crazy my friend is.
"Merlin Rose !" She suddenly exclaims, after a full minute of hugging, and I stiffen as I feel something huge crawling up my back.
"W... what ?" I ask shakily.
"I hope you're not afraid of spiders, because you have a huge one on your back !"
I scream loudly and break away from Holly, jumping around all over the place in a desperate attempt to get rid of the spider.
"Get it off Holly !" I shout, dancing on the spot, "Get it off !"
My friend just folds over in a fit of laughter, leaving me terrified with a huge spider on my back. I scream again and resume jumping around wildly, hoping to shake the monster off.
"Ummm... What are you doing Rose?" Someone asks next to me, and I turn tearfully towards my younger cousin, Lily Potter.
"Spi... spider !" I gasp, turning around to show my back to her, hoping she'll take it off.
"There's no spider you idiot."
I freeze. And finally understand.
"Holly you whore !" I exclaim, and stomp away towards the train, feeling utterly mortified.
…...
"You're afraid of spiders?" A silky voice asks as I lug my trunk up into the Hogwarts Express.
"Wow, you're even more of a stalker than I thought, Malfoy." I remark drily.
"I don't see why anyone would even dream of stalking you, least of all me." He shoots back, smirking in that superior way of his.
"What can I say, you're special." I reply, making it clear that I mean that as an insult.
"Like you can talk, with your oh so special hair."
Ok, I'm getting so sick of this guy, aren't you ?
"Silencio !" I exclaim, wiping my wand out and pointing it at Malfoy. I grin, feeling very pleased with myself as his eyes widen and he opens his mouth in a silent curse. I stick my tongue out at him.
"See you 'round Scorpy darling." I say with a wink, knowing he hates it when I call him by his first name. He sticks up a very rude finger at me, but I just grin and turn away, hopping that my spell lasts as long as possible.
…...
Rose Jeanne Weasley,
Wizard's Charms, the acclaimed magazine,requests your participation in our newest game, which will take place through September till May 2023-2024. All details will be explained on the 23rd of September, at the Wizard's Charms headquarters. Please send back your reply as soon as possible.
Yours Truly,
Lavender Brown, Number 1 Reporter for the Daily Prophet, Wizard's Charms and Witch Weekly.
I stare at the letter, grimacing at the mere idea of willingly participating in anything to do with the press. I then scribble back an answer angrily.
Lavender Brown,
In your ridiculously empty and idiotic dreams. Did you die your hair brown by any chance, because you should go back to blond, it must suit you.
Yours Sincerely,
Rose Weasley.
It doesn't take any longer than a few hours for the reply to come, and the tap of the owl on the window startles me out of the Jane Austen book I was reading. I know, sue me, I like that romantic, muggle literature, what kind of girl doesn't ?
Rosie,
I'm guessing that your response was supposed to offend me, but I have received far worse hate mail in my rather envy-producing career. Do you enjoy the Paparazzi by the way ? Because if you don't, you will be having a rather awful time dealing with the many more reporters I will be sending your way if you don't do this show.
Say hello to your father, Won-Won, for me, and do let him know that if he gets bored with his bookworm, I'm always available.
Yours politely,
Lavender Brown, the best reporter of all times.
…...
Scorpius Hiperion Malfoy,
Wizard's Charms, the acclaimed magazine,requests your participation in our newest game, which will take place through September till May 2023-2024. All details will be explained on the 23rd of September, at the Wizard's Charms headquarters. Please send back your reply as soon as possible.
Yours Truly,
Lavender Brown, Number 1 Reporter for the Daily Prophet, Wizard's Charms and Witch Weekly.
…...
That same day, the day after the sorting ceremony and start of year banquet at Hogwarts, James, Lily and Albus Potter, Hugo Weasley, Fred and Roxanne, Molly and Lucy, Victoire, Dominique and Louis Weasley, Lorcan and Lysander Scamander, Holly and Max Longbottom, many Slytherins and a few other Hogwarts students, all got the same letter, and all accepted, either willingly or forcefully.
It would be a very eventful year.
There we are ! This is a bit different from my normal kinds of stories, but I hope you still enjoyed it ! :P Plz review so that I know whether to keep going with this story or not ! :)
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