I've decided to try writing a Rose/Scorpius tale. I feel like J.K. Rowling left the door wide open on this pairing. It will also feature Ron and Hermione and most of the Weasley and Potter clans. I hope you all enjoy it. If you've read any of my other stories then you'll know that my grammar isn't always the best but I feel that's secondary to the story. So I apologize now if that bothers anyone. The characters and the world they inhabit belong to J.K. Rowling only the plot is mine.
Rose Weasley glanced into her bedroom mirror. She was a girl of sixteen with auburn hair that fell in loose curls. Her eyes were a warm chocolate brown the exact same shade as her mother's. She had a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose which stood out against her ivory skin. She was of average height with just the right amount of curves.
Everyone told her how beautiful she was. Her mother told her this every morning, her father at least twice a week, her Grandmother every Sunday and her Aunts and Uncles whenever they saw her. She had heard it from her earliest memory to the present day.
The only problem was Rose didn't see it. She saw out of control hair (thanks Mum), eyes the color of a mud puddle, too many freckles, too pale of skin and hips too broad to fit in the really cute Muggle jeans.
She was a smart girl but compared to her mother and brother she was average. They were the brilliant ones in the family. She wasn't athletic. Oh, she could hold her own on a broom but it was the Potter boys, her cousins, who had inherited those genes. That was to be expected though when your dad had been the youngest Seeker in over a century at school and your mum had played professional Quidditch for the Harpies.
The problem was Rose considered herself to be just ordinary. She couldn't see what everyone else saw. She ran a brush through her curls one last time and sighed at her own reflection wrinkling her nose.
"Rose are you ready?" her mother called up the stairs.
"Yeah, I'm just getting my sweater." She got up and grabbed the light pink sweater lying on her perfectly made bed. She glanced at her reflection one last time and stuck out her tongue before shutting the door.
Tonight was dinner at the Burrow to celebrate her Uncle Harry's birthday. All the family would be there as usual along with Teddy, the Longbottom's and Luna and her family. She loved being with everyone. Her family was loud and boisterous. There was always a ton of wonderful food, laughter and games. She was most looking forward to being with her cousins Albus and Lily. Al was probably her very best friend. They were the same age and the same year at school and from the time they were born they had been inseparable.
As she came down the stairs she found her parents in the hall. Her father had his arms wrapped around her mother's waist from behind and he was kissing her neck. Her mother was giggling something she only did with her father. She heard her mother whisper, "Not now Ronald."
Rose rolled her eyes this was typical of her parents. They were either completely all over each other or fighting. It was rare that there was anything in between. She realized a long time ago that her parents had what she termed "an intense" relationship.
"You two are worse than a couple of hormonal teenagers sometimes."
Ron turned to stare at his eldest child. "When it comes to your mother I'll always be a teenager in love."
Hermione pulled out of his grasp. "This from the man who didn't even look twice at me as a teenager."
Ron placed a hand over his heart and stumbled backwards. "You wound me Hermione. You know you were always the only woman for me. Besides we were officially together at the age of eighteen so…"
Rose sighed and cut her father off. "Alright that's beside the point." She glanced around. "Where's Hugo?"
"He wanted to spend some extra time with your Granddad so he went over an hour ago."
Hugo adored his Granddad and spent a lot of time with him. Arthur was still enthralled with all things Muggle and since Hugo was being raised in as much of a Muggle home as a Wizard one Arthur found him a wealth of information.
They gathered their things and headed to the Burrow. They were only a fifteen minute walk to her Grandparent's house and even though her father usually wanted to use magic to arrive instantly her mother always insisted they walk unless the weather was inclement.
Her parents chatted about the Ministry and work stuff as Rose walked slightly ahead. Her ears perked up when she heard Teddy Lupin's name enter the conversation.
Teddy was nine years older than Rose. He was handsome, funny, smart and she had a massive crush on him. He was technically dating her cousin Victoire but that didn't stop Rose from having her schoolgirl fantasies of Teddy realizing he was really in love with her and sweeping her off her feet one day.
"He's talked to us about joining the Auror program."
Hermione sighed, "We knew this would happen eventually. But I feel like he's still so young."
Ron chuckled, "He's older than I was by two years and Harry joined at eighteen."
She nodded, "Yeah but that was different. We had already battled the most evil wizard of all time. These kids have known nothing but a peaceful existence."
He took her hand and pulled her arm through his. "He'll be okay. Harry and I'll look after him."
Rose's mind was racing. The Auror profession was one of the most dangerous careers in the wizarding world. She grew up watching her mother worry every time her father was away on a mission. What if something happened to Teddy? What if he got hurt or worse killed? Accidents happened all the time.
"Rose did you hear me?" Her mother had burst into her morbid thoughts.
"What? I'm sorry, no. What did you say?"
Hermione took her hand. "I said your O.W.L.s should arrive sometime tomorrow. Are you excited?"
Rose smiled, only her mother would find getting test results as something to get excited about. She shrugged, "I guess."
Ron laughed. "I still remember the day we got our results. Your mother was a nervous wreck and then she got upset because she had received only nine Outstandings and one E in Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Rose frowned. "Yeah well I'll be surprised if I do half as well as you Mum."
Hermione wrapped her arm around her daughter. "You will do just fine. I know you Rose and you always do your absolute very best. That's all we expect from you and your brother." She squeezed Rose a bit tighter before releasing her so they could walk easier.
The Burrow was now in sight and Rose quickened her step hoping she would find Al inside. She rushed up to the gate and pushed it open walking across the front garden and around to the kitchen door. Rose usually entered through the kitchen. It was habit from her younger days. Grandma Molly had watched her as a little girl and she knew she could usually find her in the kitchen.
She pushed the door open and was not disappointed. There was Molly at the stove using her wand to stir a pot of something that smelt absolutely heavenly. Rose's mum wasn't the greatest cook so she and Hugo always loved to eat at Grandma's house.
Molly gasped and held her arms out when she saw Rose enter the room. "My darling Rose."
Rose stepped into her Gran's warm embrace and allowed herself to be hugged. She took a deep breath and smelt fresh baked bread and treacle tart. The smells of her childhood.
Molly held her at arm's length then. "You look beautiful sweetheart. That pink sweater compliments you very nicely." She patted Rose's cheek.
Her Uncle George had just stepped into the kitchen with Teddy beside him. "You know Mum I think you're right. She is quite a beauty. I think we'll have to keep the boys far, far away. What do you think Ted?"
Teddy nodded and his currently blue hair fell across his forehead. "Definitely, George, Ron and Hermione should lock her away until she's at least thirty."
Molly laughed. "Boys stop teasing her."
George swooped Rose up into a hug. "How are you Rosie?"
Rose who was blushing nodded, "Pretty good Uncle George."Teddy came over and gave her a one armed hug. "Did you get your O.W.L.s yet Rose?"
She shook her head which was spinning from the effects of having Teddy Lupin's arm around her shoulders. "Not yet. Mum said they'll be here tomorrow."
"Well you have nothing to worry about. You got your mother's brains." He smiled down at her.
George laughed. "Lucky for you because your father was not what we would call studious."
Just then her gorgeous cousin Victoire walked in. "Ted help with the tables please." Then she smiled at Rose. "Hello Rose." She walked over to her and kissed both of her cheeks.
Teddy started to follow Victoire out of the room. Rose found herself staring at the door they had just exited. Teddy was just as handsome as always.
She shook her head and turned to her Grandmother. "Is Al here yet?"
Molly nodded. "Yeah I think he and James are in your father's old room. They mentioned something about Quidditch plays."
Rose gave her Grandmother another hug. "Thanks." She ran out of the room and up the stairs.
Once she reached the third floor landing she could her Al's voice.
"James, I'm telling you we have to get rid of McInnery. He was a pain in the ass last year."
Rose knocked once and opened the door slightly out of breath. Al glanced up and smiled. "Hey Rosie."
She plopped down next to him on the floor. "What are you guys doing?"
James flipped through some pieces of parchment. "We're going over strategies for the upcoming season." He pulled out the piece he must have been looking for. "This is my last year and as captain I want to win." He glanced up at Rose and Albus. "That git Malfoy has beaten us ever since he joined the Slytherin team third year and I refuse to let him win this year especially when he's just been named captain."
Scorpius Malfoy was the Potter's nemesis both on the Quidditch pitch and off. They hadn't beat Slytherin in the last three years and it drove James crazy.
Scorpius was an excellent Seeker just as good as Albus sometimes better. He was arrogant beyond belief and Rose despised him. They were both Prefects so they had spent a bit of time together last year. He was also in a fair few of her classes and he always went out of his way to let her know just how intelligent he was.
He had blonde hair and cold grey eyes and a tall, athletic build. He was rich enough also. He could buy anything and just about anyone he wanted. And he did. There was nothing Malfoy wanted that he couldn't have. He was privileged and egotistical just the kind of boy Rose hated. He was very popular and a lot of girls talked about wanting to date Scorpius Malfoy but as far as Rose was concerned you couldn't pay her to date him.
She let go of her angry thoughts and joined the present. "Hugo might try out for the team this year. Dad has been pushing for it forever," she told the boys.
James groaned, "I love Hugo but his Quidditch skills are rubbish."
Albus sighed, "I feel bad for him sometimes. He's so quiet."
Rose nodded, "I know I keep telling him he needs to be more outgoing. He's too much like Mum sometimes."
They started to discuss the upcoming school year. Rose's thoughts kept wandering to a certain blonde haired boy and she didn't know why.