A/N: Please be aware that this is my first fanfiction, and I would love reviews so I know what to change around. I will also be deleting/replacing alot of chapters. Please Review!

DISCLAIMER: No matter how hard I try, this will never be up to J Rowling's standards. I do not own these characters!

ROSE WEASLEY/FIRST YEAR - 2017

Sitting down in an empty compartment on the train, I feel a single, hot tear run down the bridge of my nose. I wipe it away quickly, angry at myself for getting so upset about such a silly thing - minutes earlier I was excluded from the "private" carriage, which contains my cousins Louis, James and Fred. Albus was sent out with me after trying to convince them I wasn't "a normal girl". Thanks, Al.

I look to see Albus looking over me worriedly. "Rose," he sounds worried. "are you ok?" Damn. He saw me cry. "Yes, just fine, Albus." I reply with a some-what forced smile. "Good." Albus smiles back at me.

"Where do you reckon Dominique and Molly are?" Asks Albus after a short time of akward silence. Dominique and Molly, I think, Dominique and Molly. "They are very close friends," I begin, "but Molly, being only 13 wouldn't fit in with Dominique's friends, and Dominique being 15, wouldn't fit in with Molly's friends. Dominique being Dominique won't let Molly down, though. But, they also HATE small groups. This means that they must have found some in-betweeners to join, meaning..." Albus groans and continues, "the Hufflepuff fourth years!"

Hufflepuff girls, or so we've been told, are famous for they're fourth year, when they go through their "rebellious year". From what Albus and I have been told about Hufflepuff fourth years, they are loud, giggly and girly, turning to angry, clutzy and tipsy when someone breaks into some secret stash of alchol, such as firewhisky or dragon's breath rum. Well, I guess that rules out hanging with them.

I decide to practice some magic for a while, deciding it can't hurt to have a headstart. I flick through some basic charm spell, making butterflies, snow and sunrays flow out of my wand. Wow. This stuff is easy. Albus begins to attempt to vanish the stain on the empty seat beside him as I search for a harder book of spells. I find one that looks interesting - Capturing Magicke and How to Tame It - I settle down to read it, recognising it as one of mum's favoorite books. It has useful and fun spells to try out once we get to Hogwarts, such as crescitinia arborem, a useful, plant growing spell, or carmine avis, which charms your voice to sing like a bird.

It begins grows dark, and I conjour up a curtain and charm it to seperate me from Albus, so we can change. After settling back down, I continue to read through the book until I find what might be a fun spell to try. It continues to grow darker, and the compartment light, although helpful, just isn't cutting it for me. This spell will be most helpful indeed.

"Lucis Datori" I say, moving my hands as the book says, the charm does not require a wand. Albus looks up as I repeat the spell. "Lucis Datori," I say once more as a bright, ball of light grows in my circling hands. It expands as I pull my hands outwards from it, and slowly rises into the air when I lightly move my hands upwards. We sit, staring upwards at it. "Wow!" I jump and look at the compartment door, the ball of light sinks, and melts to the floor as I lose concentration. There, standing in the doorway is Scorpious Malfoy, the boy my father told me will make my school life hell. And he is smiling at me.