Disclaimer: If I DID own any of this, then the Marauder's Map would have been given an explanation in the 3rd movie, and Luna and Neville would have ended up together. (Even if it does provide some variety to put them both with other people, oh well.)

A/N: I have no idea where this came from. I think it's because I've read a few Rose/Scorpius pairings, which were entertaining, but honestly I don't think that's what would happen. So here is my personal take on it

Rose hurried down the hall, determined not to be late to her very first Transfiguration class. It was only her second day, how was she supposed to know that the staircases would move while you were on them? Before she had thought that maybe they just mixed themselves all up at night to frustrate people the next morning.

Weighed down by several more books than was necessary for even the day's classes, she skittered around a corner and breathed a sigh of relief.'I recognize those paintings...this is the Charm's corridor.' She thought happily, briefly allowing herself to remember her euphoria at being the first in the class to correctly master the Lumos spell. If she recalled correctly, at the end of this hallway through a rather ticklish door was another staircase that she could use to make it to her class. Nervous, Rose checked the elegant muggle watch her mother had given her last year for her birthday, with the silver chain engraved to look like tiny entwined roses, her favorite flower by necessity. With thirty minutes to go, she felt herself relax...just enough time to get to class and pick out the best seat in the front before anyone else got there. Perfect.

Looking up, Rose stopped suddenly, horrified. Not only was the Charm's class just getting out, meaning the hallway was suddenly much more crowded, but it looked like the class had been full of Slytherin first years. Fighting the urge to turn back and battle it out with the changing stairways, Rose forced herself to slow down and stride purposefully, head held high, pushing her way past them. It was only when she had just made it out of the throng and thought herself safe when she heard the call.

"Hey weasel! That's you isn't it? So tell me, what do the proud lion parents think of their sweet little girl getting dragged off to Ravenclaw?"

Rose spun around on her heel, curly red hair flying. "If you must know, Malfoy, my mother is very proud, and can't wait to hear what life is like in a totally different house. My father is only slightly disappointed, and that's just because he thinks that now all I really will do is study. And now if you'll be so kind as to return to that dark dungeon that you came from, I have to get to class!"

"Oh ouch, even the weasel has its thorns." smirked Scorpius, enjoying that even though they had just met, she was easily riled up. "Taking after your mother are we? Are you going to keep yourself surrounded by Potters to protect you too? But it won't be so easy for them will it, the little muggle-born being in Ravenclaw and all."

"Don't be stupid Malfoy, my parents are a witch and a wizard, just like..." She paused suddenly, realizing what he had said. "Why did you call me that?" she asked, her tone now more curiosity than anger. Scorpius looked confused, but laughed at it.

"What, weasel? Maybe you didn't inherit your mother's smarts after all, if you can't understand that joke."

"Not that one!" said Rose impatiently. "Muggle-born. Why did you call me that and not that other word?"

"What other word?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean Malfoy. The other 'M' word."

Suddenly Scorpius looked rather uneasy. He dug his toe into the ground a little bit and moved his icy grey eyes to the side, so that he wasn't quite looking at her anymore. "Father told me to never say that word. Especially not to you. He said that no matter what anyone else said, your blood has got just as much magic in it as anybody's, and that it's wrong." Suddenly he looked back at her, grinning. "He also said that if I really wanted to annoy you, all I had to do was to choose my best subject, and to never let you beat me in it. 'Cause even if it's just one class, you wouldn't be able to stand the thought that there was a better student than you in it. So good luck in your Transfiguration class today Weasley, you're going to need it."

He strode past her then, looking extremely satisfied with himself. Recovering from her shock, Rose swore to herself that she would be spending every spare minute studying Transfiguration. She would make a career out of it if she had to. She would become an Animagus even! If needed, she would write to her father and ask him to smuggle mum's old school notes out for her. But only if, she reminded herself, she absolutely could not get the material, and even then they would only be for supplemental study.

A/N: So there you have it! This is my first fic in about 5 years, I don't think any of my old ones are even up anymore, but I hoped that you enjoyed it. I tried, at the end, to show that she wasn't just all Granger, and that she did have a bit of her dad in there too. This was just my little idea about how people change, even if it might not seem like it. And please review, even if it's short, it would be nice to get one after being away for so long.