A Rose and a Scorpion

Summery: Rosie Weasley's and Scorpius Malfoy's friendship in their 1st year.

Chapter One: On the Train

"So that's little Scorpius," Dad said quietly to me. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you inherited your mother's brains."

I nodded, but looked doubtful. "Dad, why can't I-" I was cut off but the train whistle.

"Oh gosh, Rosie you'd better get on the train, sweetie. Write us by owl as soon as possible, ok?" My mum kissed me goodbye and softly pushed me on the train. I found a compartment, and stuck my head out the window. I was looking at Aunt Ginny, who was waving to me. I love me mum and all, but I'm especially close to Aunt Ginny.

Ginny saw my eyes and said, "don't worry hon. Even if you don't- no, listen to me! Even if your not in Gryffindor, we will not think any different of you, ok?"

"Ok," I said, extremely relived. I caught a glance of a sleek blonde pony-tail whip on the train door beside me. All of a sudden, the train jolted forward, and started to move.

"Bye, Rosie, sweetie! Have a good time!" I rolled my eyes at the tears running down mum's eyes, but felt a drop of salty water escape my eyes, too. I kept on waving until all I saw was brick wall.

I sat alone a while, almost vibrating with excitement. I am going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!

I closed my eyes. I heard a dungbomb drop in the corridor. I sighed. 'Fred,' I thought. (Fred was George and Angelina's eldest son.) I continued listening to the sound around me, including Exploding Snap booms, screams, footsteps, and… my door opening? My eyes flew open. There stood Scorpius, already in his school robes, like me.

"Hi," he said tentatively. "I'm Scorpius. Malfoy." His cheeks turned red when he said his last name. "May I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Sure!" I replied smiling. "I'm Rose Weasley, by the way."

Scorpius's eyes almost popped out of his head. "Weasley? Like, as in Ronald Weasley? Do you know Harry Potter?"

"Yah," I said, confused. "Ron's my dad, and Harry is my uncle."

"Wow." Scorpius let out a low whistle. "My dad says I shouldn't even talk to you. My dad says that you are filthy muggle loving mud-" he stopped. "He hates your uncle."

"Ummm…" I commented, hurt.

"No, that not what I mean!" All the colour drained out of his face. "I mean, I don't think you're a mudblood freak! I told my dad not to say that word!"

"Thank you," I said softly. I patted the spot beside me. He sat down. For the next 3 hours, we talked about the war, what had happened, and about blood statuses.

"I don't know why Father is so concerned about me being friends with only purebloods? Why does it even matter? Were all human…"

"I know! So… what house do you think you want to be in?" I asked.

Scorpius looked uncomfortable. "Father wants me to be in Slytherin. The word "wants" is putting it mildly. But that was the house Voldemort was in, so…"

"Oh. Well, I want to be in Gryffindor!" I said.

Silence.

After a few minutes of silence, Scorpius started talking.

"Um, Rose? I want to tell you something, but I don't want you to run away, or get freaked out, and I want you to know that I'm NOTHING like my father!"

"Scorpius, you're shouting." I pointed out quietly.

"Sorry."

"Scorp, whatever it is, you can tell me."

Scorpius took a deep breath.

"My grandfather was Voldemort's second in command. And my father has the dark mark branded on his arm."

James and Albus burst through the door. "ROSE! GET OUT OF THE WAY!"

He pointed his wand at Scorpius. "STUPEFY!" he roared.

"James! NO!" I jumped in front of Scorpius. Then everything went black.

A/N: Ok, so my 1st chapter. Don't actually know why Scorpius confessed the whole "Death Eater" thing, but I figured he kinda wanted to get it off his back, and I didn't want Rosie to find out, from, say, James of Albus. Anyway, working on the 2nd chapter. Please, at least 2 reviews?