DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, I only own my ideas...Awboo to me!
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The train station was teeming with churning crowds, exploding with chatter and bursting with smoke form the scarlet train. Children of all ages and families of all sizes were waving and saying teary goodbyes to each other. All except for one. Rose Weasley was sitting by herself in a silent compartment. Not that she minded. All the pretty redhead needed for company was a book and the peace and quiet and she was content.
That was until Albus Potter traipsed in and brought their family with him. The silence was broken and Rose could no longer pay attention to the words. With a withering glare at her cousin she snapped her book shut and threw it into her trunk angrily. "Why so upset, Rose?" asked thirteen-year-old Roxanne Weasley, a smile lighting up her olive-toned face.
"Nothing," she sighed, rolling her eyes and scraping her fingers through her bright hair. Albus shot he ran apologetic smile but Rose just shrugged it off icily. "I guess my book will have to until later tonight," she muttered under her breath.
"What were you reading by the way, Weaselette?" her sworn enemy Scorpius Malfoy asked in that snide tone of his.
"Ten Ways To Get A Gut To Bugger Off by I Hate You," she hissed, her usually warm brown eyes cold with anger. Albus sniggered behind his hand and the rest of her family looked shocked that sweet Rosie would utter such a thing. "Get the hint?"
"Sorry. I'm a bit dense. Would you care to explain further?" Scorpius said brightly, turning the thick air into something they could all bear. Rose flicked her long hair behind one shoulder in an angry movement and glared at him. "Sorry. Couldn't resist."
"No one told us the party was – Oh, sorry. Didn't see you two," James Potter said in his characteristically sarcastic voice. "We'll just let you finish whatever it is you were doing."
"No!" Rose exclaimed, her eyes wide and pleading with James. "Scorpius was just leaving." Rose had returned to her normal, even and calm tone and the air thickened with the weight of it. "Weren't you?" she asked through clenched teeth, obviously meaning it as a command.
"Of course. Don't want to wear out my welcome," he said cheerfully, turning to the rest of them. "Al, I'll see you at Hogwarts?"
"Of course," Albus smiled, waving to his friend. But as he turned back to his cousin, his bright green eyes were dark and angry. "What the hell was that?"
"What was what?" Rose asked, turning to her trunk and opening it nonchalantly. When Albus didn't answer her, she turned to face him. "Al," she sighed, appearing crushed. "You know that I don't like him. Why do you keep trying to push us together?"
Albus rolled his eyes and sat down next to his sister. "Why do you two insist on arguing about that boy?" Lily Potter asked, her brown eyes curious.
Hugo Weasley let out a low grunt and shook his head. "What?" Lily screeched, her eyes narrowing as she glared at her cousin. "It's a reasonable question1"
"No it's not!" Dominique Weasley said loudly, a long-fingered hand racing to point at Rose. "It's obvious that Rose likes him! Rose likes him, Albus knows and is obviously trying to get them together. Am I right?"
"No!" Rose shrieked, glaring at her family angrily. "I don't like him! I couldn't like him! And besides, what do you guys care?"
And with that, Rose stomped out of the compartment in search of an empty one to read in. But, unfortunately, the only semi-empty compartment in the entire train was one with a certain person. Scorpius Malfoy.
And now back to my loud and uncontrollable family, Rose thought, turning around dejectedly.
"Oi!" she heard an all too familiar voice call. "Rose! Why don't you sit in here? It'll be quiet and you can read."
"How about not?" she quipped, turning to face him.
"Why?" he asked in a hurt tone. "Why wouldn't you want to just sit and read where you don't have to entertain your family?"
"Because I couldn't stomach the sight of you!" she cried, her eyes hardening. "And for your information. I do not entertain my family! They can do that themselves!"
Without another word, Rose turned around and hastily searched for her family's compartment again. But for all she tried to do, she couldn't mask the butterflies that had started to fly when she heard him call her name and specifically ask for her to sit with him. But she couldn't like him. She had completely forbidden herself to!