(A/N: I'm an American, cut me some slack, I know nothing of the English school system)
Chapter 1: The Boy on the Broomstick
Rose had only just returned from her Kindergarten class that day. When she noticed that there was a blond haired boy about her age, on a flying broom stick -that was only flew a few feet off the ground- playing on the property that nobody but her could see.
Her jaw fell down in surprise and shock, and after dropping her school bag on the ground, she ran over to the boy. "What are you doing? Get off before you get yourself a boo boo!" shouted the little girl, the boy, surprised that the muggle (in his eyes) girl could see him on the property that his parents claimed was unnoticeable to muggles, promptly preceded to fall off his broom.
"AHHHH!" he screamed out in surprise, and after landing on his behind, he was surprised to see the little girl trying to help him up. "What do you think you are doing, Mudblood! Let go of me! I don't need you filthy hands on me!" He yelled out to the little red-headed, green-eyed girl.
Shocked and surprised that the blond-haired, silver-eyed boy yelled at her (not even knowing whatever a 'mudblood' is), Rose began to cry. She was always treated like that by the other boys and girls at the orphanage, and yes, while she knew she was a little 'freak', at least everyone else outside of the orphanage treated her civilizing. The boy, unnerved at watching the girl cry, quickly shouted out, "I take it back! I take it back! You're not a mudblood! Just stop crying!" he shouted out.
Rose stopped her wails of anguish momentarily, and, while still sobbing, managed to say, "S-s-s-s-so, I-I'm n-n-n-not a mu-mu-mu-"
"A mudblood, yes, so just stop crying already." the young boy then preceded to pout, cross his arms, and the turn the opposite direction of the little girl.
Rose, thinking the little boy was upset -as that was the same position Matty Harrison would take up when he was upset, except, a lot more noise was involved- hastily made a decision that would change the rest of her life, forever. She took off the necklace she was wearing, one she had made that day in class, and held it out to the little boy.
"D-d-don't be u-u-upset! Y-y-you can have this, I-I-I made it in c-c-class t-t-today." she said shyly, she opened the little boys clenched fists, and placed the horrendously made necklace in the little boys hand. "M-M-My name is R-R-Rose Potter, what's y-yours?" she asked him, holding out her little child's hand to his.
The little boy was shocked; nobody had ever given him something they themselves had made before! (House elves not included) "D-D-Draco Malfoy" he stuttered slightly, he then reached out, but before he could touch Rose's hand, she herself reached out and took his hand into both of her own.
"It's a pweasure to meet you, Draco!" she said joyously, seemingly over what had happened earlier.
And that was the day Rose Lily Potter was reintroduced to the wizard world, the day Rose Lily Potter became Draco Malfoy's best friend, and the day both of their futures changed and intertwined, forever.
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Six years later, after receiving her longest punishment ever after Matty Harrison told Miss Lola that Rose had stolen the white gold, diamond ring that Draco had given her, it was finally the summer of her eleventh birthday.
While Rose was glad school was over for the time being, there was almost no escape from Matty and his friends, of which he was the leader, and their favorite pastime, or hobby, whichever you want to call it: picking on, and ruining Rose Potter's life.
This is exactly why Rose, whenever able, spent as much time as possible at the Malfoy estate, as not only did the nicest and best boy in the entire world live there, but it was also invisible to the muggle eye. But Rose knew this was not to last. In September, Draco would most likely be leaving for that school he had always been talking about with such glee in his eyes, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And while Draco was convinced that Rose was a muggle-born witch, Rose herself was not convinced, and didn't have much hope that she would be staying with her best friend much longer.
But oh how she longed to go to Hogwarts! Not only could she stay with Draco, but she would also get to meet the famous Boy-Who-Lived -as she was in the same year as him- Harry Potter. Rose was intrigued when Draco first told her the story of the boy who had the same last name as her, and she thought he must be some brave and dashing child, who would sweep her off her feet and take her away from the Orphanage forever.
But Draco, always told her that he had met Harry Potter himself, and he was nothing but a stuck up, pompous brat that needed to grow up, or be put out of his misery. Now, normally Rose would trust Draco on all matters concerning the wizard world, but considering how, not only was he extremely bias in these matters, as Harry Potter was the one who defeated the Dark Lord, his father's former master, but also the fact that Draco didn't seem to keen with the idea of anybody being friends with Rose but himself. So Rose just kept her silly little (not to her) school girl crush on the Boy-Who-Lived, and made sure Draco knew he could do nothing about it.
One day, when Rose was retrieving the mail for the orphanage, she was so excited and happy when she saw a letter with the Hogwarts emblem on it (Draco had shown her his) that she nearly jumped and cried out for joy! Her dreams were coming true! So Rose simply slid her letter through the venting of her cupboard -as bad girls did not deserve to sleep in a regular room- and handed the rest of the letters to Miss Lola.
Now, while Miss Lola was not a very bright woman, she was smart enough to realize, however, that something was up when Rose Potter was actually happy.
"What, exactly, are you so happy about, brat." she growled out, glaring at Rose.
Now, Rose knew exactly what her Miss Lola thought about Draco and anything magical -she knew Miss Lola thought Draco was slightly touched in the head- as she had made the grave mistake of bringing Draco over once, on his insistence, and was only able to rush him out of there before the pans started flying.
"I-I-I guess I'm just really happy with the fact that it's actually summer." she lied, unconvincingly. Thankfully, Katrina Lola was an idiot.
"Then get out of my sight, freak." and Rose was more than happy to complete that request.
Around five o' clock that afternoon, when Rose had finally finished all her tasks for the day, Rose slipped St. Patrick's Orphanage, grabbed her letter, and dashed out of the house before her the matron noticed her. Rose ran down the street, and stopped for nothing until she reached the Malfoy mansion. Luckily for her, Draco was outside practicing Quidditch on his broom.
"Draco! Draco! Draco! Guess what! My Hogwarts letter came in the mail today!" Rose called out, skipping and jumping for joy as she ran. Draco immediately zoomed down to her from the air, jumped to the ground, and with his broom in hand, ran over to Rose and hugged her. He then lifted her up into the air by her waist, dropping his broom stick, and spun her around. After a few turns around, they both fell to the ground, breathless.
"This is -breath- great! I told you, you were a -pant- witch! Now we can go to Hogwarts together!" he exclaimed! Then looking at my letter he said, "So -pant- are you going to open you letter or not?"
Blushing a bit, Rose took out her Hogwarts letter and read the address aloud. "Miss R. L. Potter, the Cupboard under the stairs, St. Patrick's Orphanage, the Outskirts of London ." How did they know that? "Draco, how did they know I lived in the cupboard?" she asked him confused.
Draco simply rolled his eyes. "They don't, there's an enchantment on the Hogwarts letters to do that." he answered. She nodded. Impatient, Draco took the letter from her and opened it. Rose then gave him her best pouty face. It was her letter! She deserved to open it! Draco simply rolled his eyes and read the letter aloud,
"Dear Miss Potter,
"We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress."
"Oh no Draco! What are we gonna do! I don't have any money, no owl to reply with, no wh-" started Rose, but Draco cut her off.
"Rose, don't worry about it, we'll use my owl for the reply, and we can probably sneak out to go buy your school supplies sometime next week, after my family returns from getting my own." he told her, his voice and face void of emotion. But those words didn't stop Rose from worrying.
"But Draco! How am I going to pay for it! I don't have any money and there's a snowballs chance in h-e-double hockey sticks of Miss Lola paying for it, let alone letting me go!" Draco just looked at her.
"Okay, first of all, what do you mean by 'h-e-double hockey sticks?'" he said giving her an incredulous look.
"What, I don't like that word..." said Rose, childishly.
"Only you Rose, only you..." he trailed off, but then continued. "Second, my family has enough money that we can continue to live the way we live now for about fifty life times before we even have to think about worrying about money. Trust me, my father isn't going to notice a hundred or so missing gallons."
"But Draco, that's your money! I don't want to take your money! That wouldn't be-"
"First of all, Rose, I love ya, you're my best mate, but you talk to much-"
"I DO NOT TALK TO MUCH!"
"Ah, Rose, yes, you do." He said in a rather flat tone. Then he continued on, "and second, you worry to much. I swear, do you even go one day without worrying about something?" He paused, waiting from some sort of answer from the little ten year old, red headed girl, and after a few moments of no reply, continued on. "I'll take that as a no." he said dryly.
"I still don't like the idea of me using your money."
"Rose, I thought we finished that conversation, really, you're the worst conservationist I've ever met. And it's final; we are going to use my family's money to get you your school supplies. Now, my parents aren't home right now, so let's go to my room so that we can send an owl back to the
deputy headmistress."
"Draco, what are we going to do on the day we go shopping, or when we're at school, Miss Lola will be sure to notice that I'm gone, and she won't be very happy about it."
"Just trust me Rose, I'll take care of everything. And so are you're finally accepting that you are going to use-"
"Oh shut up."
Draco just gave her another incredulous look, and said, "So you're okay with saying, 'Shut up', yet you replace hell with 'h-e-double hokey sticks'?"
All Rose did was nod. Draco stared at her for a few minutes before brushing it off with a "Girls, I'll never understand them." before getting up, and heading inside to find his owl, so that they could write and send the reply to the deputy headmistress. Rose herself then got up, and followed behind Draco, trying to keep up.