Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters unless of course they are my own OC. This has been developing in my mind for a while now, and I decided to work with it as it was kinda making it hard to write my other stories. So read on, and I hope you enjoy this :)
Chapter 1
Six years of education has passed in a flurry of excitement, so much had happened during my time at Hogwarts. My best friend Scorpius Malfoy had helped me through the tough times at Hogwarts, it wasn't particularly easy for anyone in my family, but I felt the pressure more - after all my parents had had a hand in the downfall of Lord Voldemort. Although we were best friends we still had an overly large amount of competitiveness between us, as we both fought to be the best student within the school, our intelligence only rivalled by each other's however I had the added advantage of the Granger brain from my mother's family, and so it often helped me become the smartest student within the year group.
Now in my last year of Hogwarts as head girl, I was currently sitting in the Grand Hall waiting for the first years to enter so they could be sorted and the start of term banquet to begin. I looked over at my family and felt the similar sensation of longing to have been sorted into Gryffindor.
"Another Weasley eh?" the hat had whispered into my ear as I recalled "I know just where to put you..... Oh wait, what's this. A remarkable amount of talent, yes, what else should I expect from the daughter of Hermione Granger perhaps.... RAVENCLAW!"
I didn't dislike being in Ravenclaw, but I still felt the urge to transfigure my robes so that they bore the colours of Gryffindor so that I could go sit with my relatives during the feast.
"Oh look," Lorcan Scamander whispered as I moved closer to his twin and my current boyfriend Lysander, both had been childhood friends until puberty kicked in and it was social suicide to not have a boyfriend.
"The first years" Lysander whispered as I craned my neck over the sea of heads to look at the stream of students who seemed to grow shorter
"Any relatives in first year this year then Rose," Michael Smith the sixth year prefect asked as he too craned his neck to look at the first years.
"No, you went out with my youngest relative last year," I smirked as he scowled at me.
"Please don't remind me," he moaned slightly as his scowl was replaced with a pout.
"Serves you right for dumping Lily to go out with Louis," I said reminding him that he had dumped one cousin for the other.
"I honestly thought he was a girl, and that your aunt and uncle were being mean when they named him." It was an acceptable excuse, the Veela part of Louis had a significant effect on his masculinity making him look like a girl, which wasn't helped with his shoulder length strawberry blonde hair at the time.
"I don't think you'll have much trouble this year, I think the Veela in him is being overpowered by my dad's genes," the healers didn't know whether my dad's condition would have an effect on Victoire, Dominque and Louis, however the previous two have so far been unaffected.
"What'd you mean?" Lorcan asked as he too stopped craning his neck to look at the first years in favour of joining our conversation.
"He's looking more like a boy now... Also helps that he's had his hair cut as well," I said as I pointed at him over at the Gryffindor table.
"He's dyed his hair?" Lysander asked as he too looked in the direction of my cousin.
"I don't think so... It just kinda darkened over the summer, it happened practically overnight actually, one morning he had strawberry blonde, the next it was Weasley orange, then my bronze shade, and then the darker version of my bronze he has now."
"He's a metamorphmagus?" Nicky Addalton asked making me jump slightly, unaware that she had been listening in.
"Urm... We don't have any in the family, unless you count Teddy but that's only through marriage... However Victoire is expecting, but it's impossible to tell until the baby is born."
"Let the feast begin," I looked up to the teachers table and saw Professor McGonagall sit down in the chair in the centre.
"Wow that went fast," I muttered as I began helping myself to Roast Potatoes.
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"Morning Weasley," I smiled as I turned to face the person behind me, I recognised it as the voice of Scorpius Malfoy, the emphasis on Weasley was there to annoy me.
"Morning Malfoy, I replied smiling as I too put an emphasis on his surname.
"Do you have to remind me?" He moaned, he didn't particularly like being reminded he was a Malfoy as he didn't share his father or grandfathers beliefs, unluckily though every time he looked in the mirror he got a reminder of the fact he was his father's son... being in Slytherin also probably didn't help. "And since when did you call me Malfoy,"
"Around the same time you started calling me Weasley," I said smiling, I remember Uncle Harry telling he said this to Hagrid in his sixth year.
"You ready for potions?" I frowned slightly as he began to smirk, I would unwillingly admit that he had a natural talent when it came to potions. I turned to say goodbye to Lysander, and saw he had an amused smile on his face.
"I'm glad we entertain you," I said as I stood up, bending down to pick up my bag and give him a kiss on the cheek as I began to stand up straight again. "I'll see you later,"
"Bye Rose," Lysander said before turning to talk to Lorcan.
"So how was your holiday?" Scorpius asked as we walked out of the Grand Hall and into the Entrance Hall, walking past the marble grand staircase.
"I owled you at least once a week.... you should know how my holidays were."
"I know, and I replied to every single one, but letters don't show any emotion unless you put what you were feeling at the end, which you failed to do," he said as he poked his tongue out at me.
"I see someone's grown up over the holidays." I said as we neared the staircase that would lead us to the Dungeons.
"Hey Rose!" I turned round to see Louis run towards me and Scorpius, holding a letter with his hand as it flailed in the draft caused from his fast approach.
"Hey Louis," I smiled as my cousin came to a stop in front of me, "What you want?"
"Mum and dad sent me some post this morning, they didn't realise you had been made head girl until yesterday afternoon when Chlora finally made it home."
"Well she is getting old now,"
"Yeah, mum and dad just wanted to say congratulations. Dad said as Head Girl you'll get some input into what goes on around here."
"Yeah, it was all explained in the letter." I said smiling, "When you write back tell them I say thanks," he nodded as he went back to the Grand Hall to finish his breakfast.
"That was Louis?" Scorpius asked as he watched my retreating cousin go.
"Yup," I replied smiling
"He looks..."
"Different?"
"That works, I was going to say more manly,"
"I didn't know you were gay Scorpius," I said trying to mirror his smirk he gave people when insulting them.
"Hey!" Scorpius said elongating the E, "I am not, thank you very much Miss Weasley," I poked my tongue out at him as we climbed down the steps and stood outside the classroom, only to be ushered in by Slughorn as we arrived.
"Morning Professor Slughorn," I said in unison with Scorpius.
"Morning Rose, Scorpius." He replied as he waved his wand at the board, causing the board rubbers to attack the board and rub the chalk off from last year, the dust siphoned off by the same wand. "Would you like to get out your copies of Advanced Potion Making, and turn to page 13 please, I'm afraid we're jumping right into the deep end today."
I pulled out my book, my collapsible cauldron and potions ingredients before turning to talk to Scorpius who had done the same thing as me.
"We're making the Draught of living death," Scorpius muttered as he opened the book to page thirteen. "Wormwood, Asphodel, Valerian Roots, a Sopophorous Bean, and a sloth brain... It's one of the most complicated potions that I've seen before."
"Uncle Harry said they made it in the sixth year,"
"That's right," Professor Slughorn said as he came over to join our conversation, "I decided to put this off to this year as it is generally a lot harder than some other potions, so it would be easier to make this year as you have more experience."
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"Accio Butterscotch Tart," I said as I sat at the Gryffindor Table with my brother, cousins and Lysander. "So we've had to make a perfect Draught of the Living Death in today's potion lesson, and now we've got to plan and get ready to make a batch of Felix Felicis in pairs during our free time, while also making other potions during class."
"Felix Felicis," Albus said perking up slightly, "think you can sneak me some?"
"Slughorn is timing it so that it will be ready in lesson... and even if I could I wouldn't; it's tempting to use to cheat in exams and competitions."
"How longs it take to make?" Louis asked as he pushed his food around his plate
"Six months," I replied.
"Six months!" Lysander shouted perking up slightly, "But! When are we gonna spend time together?"
"We'll find time," I said, disagreeing with myself as I spoke, it would be practically impossible for me to find any free time. The good thing though, is that N.E.W.T exams are held during may, and so when we're done we only have prom, and then we're finished with our education.
"I hope so," he said pouting slightly, causing me to grin.
"Well I'm working with Scorpius and you know what he's like when it comes to potion making."
"Bye bye hope," Lysander said glumly as he played with the food on his plate.
"You never know," Al began as he looked away from me and Lysander and across the hall, "Scorpius may be a little busy," I followed Al's gaze to the Slytherin table, what I saw made my tummy squirm.
Scorpius Malfoy was kissing Alexis Cole and it was causing funny feelings to flow through me!
So here it is, my first chapter of complications. I hope you enjoyed it, so read and review and let me know whether you want more or now. I know where this is going so there will not be much time between chapters, which has started to happen with one of my other stories which I really need to tie up soon... Peace Out