On September 1st, Rose Weasley's alarm went off at 7:00 A.M. She got up, made her bed, and went about getting ready for her day. After getting out of the shower, Rose styled her vibrant red locks. Every day rose sent up a prayer to whatever deities there may be that she did not inherit her mother's untamable mane but instead her hair fell in soft waves. Promptly at 9:30 Rose went down stairs to the kitchen and made a one egg omelet with exactly 3/16 cup of cheese.
Though Rose may not have inherited her mother's hair, everything else about her signaled the second coming of Hermione Weasley nee Granger. Rose was at the top of her class, and got all O's on her owls (even one in Divination). She was the starting chaser on the Gryffindor squad since her second year, a prefect her fifth and sixth year, and for her upcoming seventh year she would be both Head Girl and Quidditch captain. Everything Rose tried to do she exceeded expectations, which were set pretty high due to her parentage.
A noise comparable to a herd of stampeding elephants came from the stairwell, marking the arrival of Rose's younger brother Hugo.
Rose finished the rest of her breakfast and cleaned of her plate in record time. Nothing made Rose lose her appetite faster than seeing bits of bacon spewing out of the 14 year old's mouth. Rose decided to triple check her Hogwarts trunk to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything.
Rose almost ran right through her mother in her haste to get to her room.
"Rose darling, have you eaten a proper breakfast?"
"Of course, Mum."
"Did I even need to ask? We'll be leaving for King Cross in about 30 minutes. I can't believe it's your last year at Hogwarts, I remember standing on the platform your first year..."
"Mum, I know you want to reminisce about my life from my birth till, well, now but I really want to go check my trunk one last time," Rose cut her mother off, went to her room, and quietly shut the door.
"She gets that from you, you know that right?" Ron Weasley joined his wife at the top of the stairs.
"I know but when we were her age we didn't even get a seventh year at Hogwarts! We spent our teenage years battling a homicidal maniac and his obsessive followers. I just want her to have fun and fool around, get dressed up, go to parties outside of the burrow, and get a boyfriend!"
"I think you took it a step to far with that last one, love. Rosie doesn't need a boyfriend; she's much too young for that."
Hermione slapped Ron lightly on the arm. "You filthy hypocrite! I distinctly remember you telling Blaise that kids can start dating whenever they want when Padma found Fatima and Hugo with their tongues practically down each other's throats!"
As soon as her family passed through the magical barrier to Platform 9 3/4, Hugo darted away to find his best friend, Geoffrey Finnegan. Rose joined her parents in searching for the other Weasley's; it didn't take long to find the twenty-some heads filled with red hair. Rose chatted with her Aunt Angelina and Fleur until the train let out a piercing warning whistle and Rose said some rushed goodbyes and boarded the train.
Rose was settled into her head compartment with the Head Boy, Lysander Scamander, Rose began to read ahead on her seventh year lessons. Her cousins mercilessly teased her last year for studying in her dorm while there were usually some festivities going on in the common room. For that reason Rose was glad to have her own common room shares only with her pseudo-cousin Lysander who shared the same passion for knowledge as she did. Rose was jarred from her studies by a commotion in the corridor. She leapt out of her seat glad for a reason to use her new powers as Head Girl.
Leaving her compartment Rose saw the back of a familiar blonde haired boy jinxing the noses of first years into snouts or beaks.
"Scorpius Malfoy, could you not wait even an hour longer to start tormenting underclassmen?" Rose yelled at the bane of her six years at Hogwarts. It wasn't that Scorpius was mean or malicious to Rose as his father had been to her mother. Quite the opposite in fact.
Scorpius decided that Rose was his soul mate after being partners for the first potions class their first year. Ever since then Scorpius had been a constant thorn in her side, constantly serenading her in the hallways or sending her singing cards that proclaimed his infatuation louder than a howler would.
"Do you hear that ickle little firsties? That is the sound of the sweetest angel God did ever create." Scorpius said without turning around. "Rose darling! My beautiful flower, did you miss me this summer? I didn't get any replies to my owls, perhaps they were going to the wrong Rose Weasley," he said with a smirk.
"Oh sod off Malfoy; I don't have time to deal with you and your delusional antics this year. Why don't you do yourself a favour and go find some brainless slag to go shag, I'm sure that there are plenty of girls willing to fall into your bed."
"Oh Rose you know I have eyes only for you!"
"That must be why I found you shagging Amanda Dean in the potions storage room last year, or snogging Melissa Patil in an empty broom closet at three o'clock in the morning."
"My sweet Rose I was only practicing for our first time."
"I WILL NEVER SLEEP WITH YOU YOU OVERGROWN FERRET!"
"Of course Rose! I would only ever make love to you my darling peach. Well I must go get changed into our deplorable uniforms. Ta-ta mi amour!"
Rose let out a frustrated breath watching the stupid git go into the next car. Rose heard a wolf whistle and turned around to see her cousin Al with a smirk on his face.
"I must say Rose you certainly have a way with men."
"Shove off Al. You should know better than anyone how aggravating stalkers are." And it was true. With his last name and an uncanny resemblance to the boy-who-lived, Albus attracted many admirers from the opposite sex. The most dedicated followed him in a pack, watching their Quidditch practices, studying and eating as the same time as him, and hiding in the corners of the Gryffindor common room watching him play wizards chess. His brother's reputation for pleasing all the girls at Hogwarts did nothing to deter them either.
"I wouldn't mind if even one of those girls were half as hot as all the girls say he is. According to Lily he's quite the eye candy."
"Unfortunately for him the words spewing out of his pie hole kind of deter from any attractiveness he may have."
"Mark my words Rose Weasley, by the end of this school year I wouldn't be surprised if you two were the hottest couple in Hogwarts."
"You say that every year Al, and how many times has that worked out?"
"This time I've got a feeling in my bones Miss Weasley and my bones never lie"
"Be sure to mention that to Professor Brown, I'm sure she'll find that fascinating." And with that statement the horn sounded signaling the arrival of the train at Hogsmeade Station.
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EDIT: Several someones just pointed out a horrible couple on my part so they have now been replaced. I am so dreadfully sorry however it doesn't change the story in the least
A/N: Okay! That's the end of this first bit! It's my first ever fanfic so reviews are greatly appreciated. Please let me know any glaring grammatical errors or misspellings as well, I'm not the best at editing. The next chapter will be the same day but from a more Scorpius centered narrator. These will be the only two chapters that'll show the same events but from two different POVs so don't worry about the redundancy of it all.
THANK YOU FOR READING!
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