Well here is my little Rose/Scorpius fan fiction. Some information before you start:
Everyone always writes Rose like a little Ginny. Ever notice that? I'm perfectly fine with that; in fact, that's how I sometime write her too. In this story, however, I try and make her like Hermione.
My Hagrid accent isn't all that great.
I tried to make the Albus and Rose friendship like a Harry and Hermione friendship. Hope you can see that.
"Thanks for coming to a new compartment with me, Albus. I can't stand the Weasley compartment. It's so crowded," sighed Rose, sitting in an empty compartment across from her favorite cousin.` "Maybe I'll sit in it in a few years."
"But in two years Lily, Hugo, and Lucy will be at Hogwarts!" Albus argued.
"Yes, but Victorie and Molly will be gone, won't they?" Rose replied, rolling her eyes.
"That still leaves-" Albus' argument was interrupted by a knock on the compartment door.
"Excuse me? Can I sit here? All of the other ones are full." Rose beamed at those words, because it reminded her of the story of how her dad had met her mum and Uncle Harry on the Hogwarts Express. However, that smile soon disappeared as she saw who it was. Scorpius Malfoy. Being a daddy's girl, she remembered every word that her father had told her right before getting on the train.
Rose and Albus shared a look before Rose said "Sure, why not?"
"Thanks," Scorpius said, hurrying in and sitting by Albus.
After a few seconds of silence Rose decided to introduce herself. After all, Hermione Granger was her mother, and that's how she had met her dad and Uncle Harry.
"I'm Rose Weasley," Rose started, "and that's my cousin, Albus Potter." She leaned over to poke Albus on the ribs with her wand.
"Oh. Pleasure. I'm Scorpius Malfoy," he said shyly. More silence.
"I already knew you were a Weasley," Scorpius confessed, then blushing a little.
"Oh really?" Rose asked, her eyes narrowed. "And how did you know that, may I ask?" But she already knew the answer: everybody who was born a Weasley, besides her cousins Victorie and Dominique who had silvery blonde hair, had red hair. Even little Lily had red hair, and she was born a Potter!
Scorpius' blush increased. "I, er, you know. The hair," he said, his eyes going up to Rose's bushy red hair.
"You know her dad told us to stay away from you?" Albus said, coming to his cousin's defense. Technically, Rose's dad had told her not to get too friendly with him, but she wasn't about ruin her cousin's defense.
"Of course he did," Scorpius muttered, looking away. Rose thought she saw him wipe a tear, and she suddenly felt a wave of sadness for this boy. Albus, however, had taken these words as sarcasm.
"That's it!" he roared, pulling out his wand.
"No, Albus!" Rose cried, standing up to get in between Albus and Scorpius. "Can't you imagine what he's going through? Practically his whole family were Death Eaters, so of course everyone is going to hate him!" Rose felt her mother's compassion coming out as Albus put away his wand.
"Look," she said, turning to Scorpius. "Everyone deserves a second chance, right?" She glared at her cousin as he rolled his eyes. "I'm Rose Weasley," she repeated, only this time she smiled and held out her hand."
"Scorpius Malfoy," he said, mimicking Rose by holding out his hand and smiling.
Rose sat down and looked at her cousin, who was ignoring both of them.
"Come on Albus, please?" she whispered at her cousin. She knew what her mother meant by having always there for you, like a brother that you really get along with. To her mother, that was Uncle Harry. To Rose, that was Albus.
Albus slowly turned around and said, "I'm Albus Potter." After that, he stood up and left, no doubt to join the family in the Weasley compartment. She sighed. She loved her cousin, but sometimes he could really have a hot head. She lied down and closed her eyes, thinking that if the train ride to Hogwarts was stressful, she could only begin to imagine what it would be like at Hogwarts.
"I'm sorry," Scorpius whispered. Rose's eyes snapped open to look at him: he looked absolutely miserable.
"For what?" Rose asked, bewildered.
"For making you fight with your cousin," he replied.
"Don't worry about it," she reassured him. "It's just Albus. He'll come around."
"So, what House do you think you'll be sorted into?" he asked.
"Gryffindor, of course. My whole family-and I really mean my whole family-has been sorted into Gryffindor," Rose laughed.
"Yeah, well my whole family has been in Slytherin!" Scorpius challenged, laughing along with Rose, who tried not to grimace at the word "Slytherin".
"Hey, I think the train is slowing down," proclaimed Rose, and sure enough, after a few minutes the train came to a stop. When she got off the train, with Scorpius following nervously behind her, she saw a sea of red and silvery blonde surrounding a huge man.
"Woah, that mush be Hagrid!" Rose exclaimed, going over to where her cousins were gathering.
"Oh, come on now, yer gotta be goin' now," he was telling her cousins. "If yer not a first year, get yerself over to the carriages."
All of her cousins left except Albus, who was grinning up at Hagrid.
"Hello Hagrid, I'm Albus Potter," he said, beaming.
"What? Yer 'Arry's boy? 'Arry an' Ginny?" he asked, bending down to get a closer look at Albus.
"Yup, that's me, although you already know my brother James," he explained.
"Oh yes, James, quite the troublemaker, reminds me of his uncles Fred and George," he said with a laugh. As Rose and Scorpius came to stand besides Albus, Hagrid looked down at her and said, "another Weasley, eh? Whose kid are you?"
"I'm Rose Weasley, daughter of Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, niece of Bill and Fleur Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Percy and Audrey Weasley, George and Angelina Weasley, and Harry and Ginny Weasley, cousin of Victorie, Dominique, Louis-"
"Wait, yer Ron and Hermione's kid?" Hagrid interrupted, with a big smile on his face. "I always knew those two would always end up together, always arguin' about the simplest things..."
"Yes, everyone says that," Rose said that with a laugh.
"Yer look like Ron, but based on the formal introductions, I would say yer are like Hermione," said Hargrid with a wink. "Not ter worry, we'll get along well."
"All first years over here!" Hagrid called out. "I think that that lot of 'em. Now let's head on over to the boats!"
Oh lookie, there's a review button down there! I wouldn't mind if you clicked it and typed a few things; I wouldn't mind at all. I already have the 3rd and 5th chapter. I guess I have to write the rest, huh?
Since I'll be going to camp for three weeks starting Sunday, I don't know how often I'll update. Maybe more, maybe less. This is what I wasted my time on during my last camp, so who knows? I sure hope they have internet.
Plus, I'm an emotional wreck at the moment. Why? Hmmm maybe beacause a certain something is coming to an end on July 15. I wonder what it could be...