"You're not even a Weasley!"

That was it. Roxanne wasn't one to take crap from anyone as it was- her parents had taught her well. She was confident, loud and not afraid to give you her opinion. Yet, just to keep things calm, Roxanne had remained quiet when she'd received abuse from him. Rose really liked him and Roxanne was sure she'd prefer it if his- Scourpius'- nose stayed in one place. She had more than enough now, though. He'd done it.

Yes, Roxanne was not some red headed and pale Weasley but she was just as much as one. It was just... well, Angelina Johnson was her mother. Angelina Johnson, now Weasley, was dark skinned with dark brown eyes and hair to match. Roxanne only minded at one point- when she was young she'd wanted to be the same as her cousins, especially when she felt like she stuck out. Now though, thanks to her mother, she couldn't be happier about herself. She had fantastic parents, brother, other family and friends. She was beautiful, too.

Roxanne's hand tightened around her broom as she paused. She'd just come back from quidditch practice and it showed by her quidditch robes and the mud that caked her. Scorpius Malfoy was behind her and had obviously decided to declare this piece of information because of the big 'Weasley' plastered on the back of her robes. She ignored the laughter and crowd as she turned to face him with narrowed eyes.

"What was that, Malfoy?"

"You. Are. Not. A. Weasley." He spoke every word as if she was dumb. She wanted to wipe that smirk off the blonde's face. His grey eyes deliberately took their time in looking her up and down. "You're just a... wannabe! Yes, a wannabe! Didn't anyone ever tell you that Weasleys are pale and redheads? Or didn't you read the note... suppose you've got that in your favour; Weasleys are stupid!"

Without a second thought apart from being thankful she was so quick and agile due to a lot of quidditch practice, Roxanne practically flew at him. She smirked at his horrified face which only intensified as she pushed him against the wall, hand around his neck. She looked down- was she taller? Yes, she was! The fact made her even more happier! "Listen, Malfoy. Just because we don't all take after most of our family- unlucky for you, really, I wouldn't want to be as ugly and rat faced as you- doesn't mean we're not family. Now, I was only behaving for Rose but don't tempt me because I will break your face."

Scorpius squirmed and if it was possible his already pale face seemed to pale more. She'd really done it with her rant, she thought happily with a straight face. "G-get off me, Weasley!"

"See, finally realising what my second name is?" She grinned as she pulled her hand away, using her wand to summon the broom she only just realised she'd dropped.

"Roxy?" Roxanne blinked, eyes on her brother who'd just rounded the corner with Hugo and Albus.

"They're all Weasleys, too. Even both of the dark haired ones," she explained to a silent Scorpius. She almost laughed as she swaggered off to her brother and cousins. "Just had to teach him a lesson."