Rose Weasely took in a deep breath. Albus grinned at her.
"Scared Rosie?" he asked looking quite confident himself.
"No!" she cried "I'm a Weasely, all Weasely's end up in Gryffindor."
James laughed. " I sure wouldn't want to be the first one to break tradition."
Dom, their cousin, groaned. "Don't start James, you'll scare her."
"You can't scare me!" Rose argued
At that moment the compartment door opened. A young boy with pale blond hair and gray eyes entered. His eyes locked with Rose's. She remembered seeing him on the platform. She remembered her father's dislike, but in that moment everything seemed to disappear besides the forbidden boy and her racing heart. She smiled.
"Well look who it is!" James crowed "Young Scorpion!"
Scorpius slowly moved his eyes off Roses face and onto James. Upon Taking in James's appearance he sneered. "Red hair and freckles? You must be a Weasely."
Rose took a lock of her hair and looked at it. Wishing more than anything that she didn't have red hair and she wasn't a Weasely.
"Half Weasely, Half Potter. You got a problem with that? You should be grateful. My dad saved your dad numerous times. And what's your dad? Scum!" With that he spit at his feet.
"James!" Rose said sternly "Leave him alone."
"Rose stay out of this!" James ordered.
Scorpius took out his wand.
"What you going to do with that?" James mocked "Shoot sparks at me?"
James took out his own wand. Rose grabbed his arm pulling it back. James tried to get out of her grip. Dom was trying to pull her off as well. Finally James pulled free, but not before a burst of light spurted from his wand. Rose crumpled to the floor.
"Rose!" Albus shouted.
Scorpius stood in the doorway, hesitant. Then turned around and walked off.
All the first years stood in line for the sorting. Rose had a nasty wound running diagonally across her face. Madam Pomfrey told her it would leave a scar forever. " Oh Joy. Just like Uncle Harry." She thought sarcastically. She hadn't seen any of her cousins besides Albus since she'd fallen to the floor. She'd woken up dazed and confused a few minutes before the sorting in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey had hurried her down to the great hall and Albus had told her in hurried whispers how James had run after Malfoy blaming him for everything that had happened. He had then put the burping hex on him, so that until an older student had produced the counter curse, he had burped green clouds of gas. James was in detention.
The sorting hat sang its song, and name after name was called. Finally it got to Scorpius Malfoy. "Not Slytherin, Not Slytherin." Rose chanted. The hat seemed to be thinking. She couldn't see Scorpius's face under the hat besides his mouth, which was turned downward as if he didn't like what he was hearing. Finally the hat roared "Slytherin!"
Rose put her face in her hands. He mind was whirring. She didn't want to be in Slytherin. She knew she wasn't Slytherin material, but maybe if she asked the hat, it would sort her there.
The hat kept calling names. Soon after Scorpius, Albus had his name called.
"Slytherin" Rose hoped. Her hopes were worthless. The minute the sorting hat touched his head it shouted "Gryffindor"
"Ugh!" Rose snorted. Albus flashed a grin her way and went to join their family at the Gryffindor table.
The rest of the names went by in a blur. Finally it was Rose's turn. Tears were already streaming down her face. Slytherin? Her? She sat on the stool and put the hat on. It fell over her eyes.
"Aah I see! A Weasely." The hat said.
"Wait" Rose said internally to the hat. " I don't want to be in Gryffindor.
" I see that." Said the hat. "You're in love with that boy. I must warn you that if I put you in Slytherin there will be many hard times ahead. Malfoy will have to grow up a bit before he will see that he loves you."
"I'm Ready."
"Slytherin!" the hat called.
She took off the hat. Everyone was staring at her. There was silence throughout the hall. It took a second for everyone to start clapping and then it wasn't enthusiastic. Her family looked shocked. They were staring at her in horror. Rose began to walk towards the Slytherin table. Malfoy was surrounded by people so she sat by a short girl with a pug like face. The girl immediately turned away from her.