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Second Year: Expectations
"Who can explain what a bezoar is?" Professor Slughorn asked his class of second years. As expected, Rose's hand shot up right away and answered the question perfectly correct.
"A bezoar is a stone-like mass taken from the stomach of a goat and is used as an antidote for most potions. My dad got poisoned once and my Uncle Harry used it to save him," Rose answered and smiled when she was finished.
"Ah yes, remember that vividly," Slughorn muttered. "Five points to Gryffindor."
"She always knows everything," a Slytherin said. "It's like she's a human library."
"Her mother was the same way from what I heard," the Slytherin's friend said. "My mum said she was worse, but no one's worse than Rose Weasley."
"Rose has to tone it down a notch," Albus whispered to Scorpius. "No one likes her because she's a know-it-all."
"She's not that bad," Scorpius said and shrugged. "Why, you don't like her?"
While it irked him somewhat that Rose always answered all the questions, it helped Scorpius keep his intelligence a secret. He's just as smart as Rose, and knows every answer to every question, but he prefers not to flaunt it. Makes his life much easier.
"I have to like her, we're related," Albus said. "But if we weren't, I'd probably think she was as irritating as anything."
"She could be worse."
"Since when do you think she's okay? You two have been going at it since she realized you had a chance of stealing her spot at the top of the class."
"She keeps the attention off of me. Plus, she's earning points for Gryffindor. If I get caught up in my dislike for her I'll get distracted and she might beat me."
"You Malfoy's are excellent at compartmentalizing things, aren't you?"
"No emotions, no distractions. Come on, we have to get ready for Quidditch tryouts."
"Let's wait for Rose, she's trying out too," Albus said as he shoved all his stuff into his bag and slung it over his shoulder.
"Coming!" Rose said happily as she quickly walked over to Albus and Scorpius, who were waiting for her in the back of the classroom. "I'm so excited for Quidditch tryouts!"
"What position are you going for?" Scorpius asked.
"Chaser."
"Oh me too, yet another thing we'll be competing over, Weasley," he said and smirked.
"I've been practicing all summer."
"Let's hope you fly nothing like your mum than," Scorpius said, earning a smack on the arm with one of her many textbooks. "Hey, I have to throw with that arm!"
"Even more of a reason for me to hit you," Rose said and glared at him. "Why Chaser?"
"I would go for seeker if Albus over here wasn't the second coming of Harry Potter when it comes to Quidditch," Scorpius said and nudged his best friend. "I overheard James saying that the team needed new Chasers since they all graduated, so I'll play where I'm needed."
"Okay second years," Teddy said to everyone who was on the Quidditch Pitch. "Everyone has to try out, even if you've already been on the team. There could always be someone better than you."
"Let's get on with it, captain," James said and smirked. "Fred and I are ready for some bludgers."
"I'm going to send one to your face if you don't shut up," Victoire snapped. "Our chasers graduated, so we'll be needing new ones."
"Let's begin the tryouts," Teddy said as he hoped on his broom and took his position by the goal hoops since he was Keeper.
Two hours later, the tryouts ended and the new Gryffindor Quidditch team was picked. As expected, Albus replaced the old seeker. Fred and James remained on the team as beaters, and Rose, Scorpius, and Victoire were the chasers.
"Looks like were teammates, teammate," Scorpius said as he nudged Rose with his shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah," Rose said and yawned. "Right now, I need a shower and a nap."
"What, no studying in the library for any test that we don't have?"
"Not tonight. Shower, food, and sleep are the only things on my mind at the moment."
"You know, you're not so bad to talk to when you're not trying to prove how smart you are to everyone who's around."
"And you're not so bad to talk to when you're not being a prat, but since you are all the time, I believe this conversation is done," Rose said and stormed away from him.
"What did I say?"
"Sweet little Rosie has the temper of a Granger and a Weasley," James said as he clapped Scorpius' shoulder. "She'll be completely fine one minute, then freak out the next."
"I think she's worse than Aunt Fleur sometimes, and she's a Veela," Fred added in.
"I feel bad when I hear people saying things about her," Scorpius admitted. "They usually make fun of her behind her back for being so smart and obnoxious about it."
"Don't you two not like each other?"
"Just when it comes to grades. We get along most of the time though."
"She'll be fine, nothing really bothers her," Fred said. "Come on, James, we have people to torment."
Scorpius was walking past the second floor girls' bathroom on his way down to the Great Hall when he heard someone crying. He planned on ignoring it, figuring it was just Myrtle, until he saw the ghost float past the doorway, laughing manically to herself.
"Is everything alright in here?" Scorpius asked as he walked into the bathroom and saw Rose curled into a ball under the row of sinks.
"Go away," Rose mumbled pathetically. "Please, I'm fine."
"Rose, you never cry. What's wrong?" Scorpius asked as he stood in front of his usually strong and bossy kind-of friend.
"What's it matter to you? You'll just make fun of me like everyone else does. I know no one likes me here, I'm fully aware of the fact," she snapped.
"That's not true, people like you," Scorpius reassured her as he sat down next to her.
"Please," she laughed. "I hear all the comments people make about me in class. I lost count of how many times I've been shoved in the hallways and my books went flying as people laughed at me. I sent a lovely hex at everyone each time, but it doesn't make me feel any better."
"Well, maybe if you toned it down a bit," Scorpius tried, but earned a scary look from Rose.
"Do you know how hard it is to be the daughter of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger?"
"Do you know how hard it is to be the son of Draco Malfoy?" Scorpius countered.
"I'd rather be the daughter of a Death Eater who everyone hated. There's no expectations set for you except for you to be a scumbag like everyone thinks your father is. You already crushed any expectations that were set for you by getting sorted into Gryffindor. I fit perfectly into the mold set by my parents by going into Gryffindor."
"I suppose, but it's not easy knowing that people expect the lowest from you."
"But you can shock people by doing better," Rose said. "I'm jealous of you, Malfoy. You're just as smart as I am, and people are impressed by that because they never would have thought. People don't care how intelligent I am because my mother is the brightest witch of her generation. People don't care if I fly well or not, because my father was 'their king'. You've already made a name for yourself, I'm just following a trail that's already been made."
"I never thought of it that way," Scorpius said after a few minutes of silence.
"No one ever does. They just see Rose Weasley, the know it all. It was like this when I went to muggle school, but I just dealt with it because I knew I wouldn't be there for long. The only friend I ever made in six years of school there was Becca. I still haven't made a friend here, and I don't want it to take another six years."
"We're kind of friends. Last year we were friends."
"You're best friends with Albus," Rose said and smiled sadly. "We were friends until I realized that you were my competition."
"Ever hear of friendly competition, Weasley?" he said and smirked as he nudged her with his shoulder. "We can be friends and I can still beat you by getting top marks."
"Okay, you're on," she said and smiled as she wiped the remaining tears off her face.
"I was on my way to the Great Hall to eat until I got distracted, so would you like to come with me?" Scorpius asked as he got up and offered his hand out to help Rose.
"I would love too."
"Who can explain to me what a Devil's Snare is?" Professor Longbottom asked during Herbology. Rose's hand slowly went up in the air, rather than it's usual launch. "Yes, Miss Weasley?"
"It's a plant that can strangle anything around it or that touches it. It likes dark, damp environments and hates light or fire."
"Excellent, Miss Weasley, ten points to Gryffindor," Neville said and smiled.
"There she goes again," the same Slytherin from Potions said and rolled her eyes. "Obviously there's something wrong with her, she can't control herself."
"Obviously there's something wrong with you," Scorpius said, causing the Slytherin and Rose to turn around in shock.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me," Scorpius said calmly. "You're just jealous that Rose is smarter than you and you haven't taken the chance to really get to know her. No one has, actually, or else they'd see she's more than an obnoxious know-it-all."
"I have no interest in getting to know her," the Slytherin said snobbily.
"Your loss," Scorpius said and shrugged. Rose smiled widely at him before turning around in her seat.
"Thanks, Scorp," Albus said to his best friend. "She needed someone other than her family to stick up for her."
"Anytime."
It's a little short, I know. I hope everyone enjoyed it though :) I'm sorry it took so long, I have the chapters for fifth year and sixth year done already. It just seems hard to write them younger for some reason, but I'm trying. I just don't want to upload complete crap.
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