Rose
Rose Weasley was a girl who never doubted anything in her life. So to say she was shocked that she was almost a Ravenclaw is an understatement.
She was convinced she would be in Gryffindor, but then the Hat came along.
"I think you'd be better in Ravenclaw, Rose Weasley."
"No… That can't be! I'm a Gryffindor!
"You would do much, much better in Ravenclaw, girl."
"But… My parents…"
"If the choice was all mine, and it is, I would put you in Ravenclaw."
"No! I'm a Gryffindor!"
The Hat paused for a moment. Then, he said: "Alright, if you're so sure… GRYFFINDOR!"
The Hat had seemed so convinced that Rose be put in Ravenclaw, that she now doubted herself.
Was she in the wrong House?
She thought about this all throughout her first week. It kind of distracted her from paying attention in class.
Professor Binns, History of Magic teacher, didn't notice. Then again, he probably wouldn't even notice if you didn't show up to class.
It was during her fourth Transfiguration lesson that someone noticed.
She had been so lost in thought, she didn't hear what her teacher, Professor Canvie, asked her.
"Ms Weasley? Are you there?"
Rose shot up, alarmed. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I asked whether you know what the curriculum is for this year. But I don't think you know, if I'm not mistaken. Seems you're not like your mother. I've been told Hermione Granger was very studious, but you don't seem to be like that. More like your father, it seems. Lazy and laid-back. Shame."
"Excuse me? I am not lazy. You can't judge me based on one lesson were one thing went wrong!"
That seemed to have struck a nerve with the Professor.
"Detention, Weasley. Friday night, my office."
"Why?!"
"Professor, that is completely unnecessary!" Albus chimed in, from the Slytherin side of the classroom.
"Potter, do you want detention, too?" Canvie said, looking threatening.
"Of course not, but why would you give Rose detention? She has done nothing!"
"That's exactly why, Potter. And now you can join her."
"That's nonsense, Professor!" Scorpius said, but before he could say anything he might regret, Albus calmed him down.
Rose saw this and rolled her eyes. Another thing that was troubling her.
Albus seemed to be growing quite close to Scorpius and, frankly, Rose just didn't trust the Malfoy. She hated being prejudiced, she really wasn't, so she was trying to find other reasons besides his last name to dislike him, but she couldn't.
And that was why she didn't trust him.
He seemed the perfect student and, besides his bitchy attitude, he could be really sweet to Albus, something only his family showed him.
She got in a fight with Scorpius the other day, and it resulted in her separating herself from their group and going solo. Albus still tried to be nice to her, Scorpius just blatantly ignored her.
Sure, she had her cousins to keep her company in the Gryffindor common room, like Dominique and Roxanne, but she had no friends in her year. Yet.
She was determined to find some. She was less of an "insufferable know-it-all" than her mother, so surely she would be more liked.
Following that logic, she spent the next week trying to find new friends. During DADA classes, she sat next to a girl named Cassandra Patil, also a Gryffindor, who was really nice to her.
In the library she crossed paths with the boy she met on the boat to Hogwarts, Damian Thomas, who was Sorted into Gryffindor, too. Rose had learnt that both Damian and Cassandra's parents had known Rose's parents.
Sure, everybody had, but Cassandra and Damian's parents were friends with Ron and Hermione.
Spending time with her newfound friends made Rose forget about her doubts whether she was in the right House or not. Talking to Professor Canvie, who was her Head of House, about it seemed not to be such a great idea, seeing as Professor Canvie positively hated her guts. That was made clear during the rest of the week and detention.
During detention she had to sit with Albus and write down lines.
I must have respect for my teachers over and over until he thought it was enough. He meanwhile, left to talk to other Professors in the staff room. Talk about being a responsible teacher.
"Hey Rose?" Albus asked, when they were fifteen minutes into their detention.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about how I lashed out at you the other day..."
"It's okay. I just want to protect you. There's something about Scorpius that I just don't like."
"He's a real good guy, Rose. He really is!"
"Who is?" came a voice from the doorway.
"Speaking of the devil," Albus said. "Scorp, we were just talking about you!"
Scorpius entered the classroom further and sat down on the table next to Albus.
"Scorpius, what are you doing? If you get caught-"
"Relax, Rosie, I've seen Canvie, he's enjoying himself bragging about his travels to Longbottom."
"Do not call me Rosie," Rose said threateningly.
Scorpius put up his hands defensively. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry."
Rose decided to just focus on her lines and try and ignore Scorpius, but she couldn't help but listen to his conversation with Albus. Not that it was hard to miss, because Scorpius didn't even try to lower his voice.
"How are you, Al?" he asked, tenderness in his voice.
"I'm fine, Scorp, don't worry!"
"Did everything work out today, though? No stress?"
"No stress at all. Well, I planned on going to the library, but then Victoire kept me talking and I didn't have time anymore, but I didn't worry. I just figured I'd go tomorrow."
"Good job, Al! I'm proud of you."
Rose knew without looking that both boys were smiling, Scorpius of happiness and Albus because he was proud.
She had never heard Scorpius speak like that. She was actually surprised. He spoke in a tone of tenderness and genuine worry. He usually spoke in an icy and mocking tone.
Maybe Albus was right. Maybe Rose didn't know half of the real Scorpius.
Maybe he wasn't that bad.
"Hey Rosie, have you seen the mark I got on that test from Flitwick? Flitwick said it was the highest mark he'd seen in ages!"
Or maybe he was.
"Scorpius, could you please leave?"
"Why? I'm keeping Al company during detention."
"You have no business here, and if you get caught you'll both be in a bunch of trouble."
Scorpius sighed. "Always the dislike. Rosie, can't you just be nice for once?"
"Not until you get your head out of your behind, become a little nicer to not just Albus and stop being such an insufferable prick!" Rose said, breathing heavily.
Scorpius looked a bit taken aback by this. He looked at Rose and then left the classroom.
"Rose that was completely unnecessary! You don't know what such things mean to him!"
"No I don't, and I really stopped caring. He is kind to literally only you! And that has to change, or I'll never be nice to him! It's a vicious cycle, Al."
"Vicious cycles can be broken. You're such a jealous girl, Rose, honestly! I just want you two to get along. You are both dear to me!"
"You've only known him for a week or so! Merlin, I-"
"Weasley! Headmaster's office, now!" said Professor Canvie, who had just returned.
"Why?" Rose said, shocked.
"You're in detention and even then you're still not working. I think only the Headmaster can help now. Go. Potter, you can leave."
Rose wanted to say something, but shut her mouth when she saw Albus's look. He signed for her to keep her mouth shut. She silently stood up and made her way to the Headmaster's office.
She knocked on the door.
"Come in, come in! I'll be there in a second!" said the voice of Professor Slughorn from behind the door.
Rose entered. No one was there. Rose walked around for a while, taking a close look at the objects buzzing and beeping in the office.
"Ah, Rose Weasley!" said a raspy voice behind her. "I didn't expect to see you so soon here. I'm willing to bet it would've taken longer if you were in Ravenclaw."
Rose looked around and saw the Sorting Hat, sitting on Slughorn's desk.
"I have actually wondered about that, too," Rose said. "I don't know whether I'm in the right House."
"I am not one to look back on the decisions I made and the opinions I have. Having said that, I do think you would make a good Ravenclaw, but now that I'm seeing you here and you've had your first week of school, I have seen a Gryffindor fire raging inside of you. It's daring and chivalry you admire and wish to possess. In that way, I think Gryffindor is the right House for you. I stand by my decision. Gryffindor is your House."
"Thank you," Rose said, feeling immensely relieved.
Finally, Professor Slughorn entered his office, ready to talk.
"So, Ms Weasley. How can I help you?"
"I don't know, sir. Professor Canvie sent me."
"Did he, now? Well, in that case, I can assure you you'll be fine. You are dismissed."
"What? Really?"
"Ms Weasley, you wouldn't know how many students he's sent to me. I just let him rage, and then send you back, with a note saying I've punished you. He's a good teacher, so I'll just have to accept his outbursts for now. It's not your fault, miss. Now, return to your common room, before curfew begins."
"Alright, Professor. Thank you."
Horace Slughorn just smiled.
Rose's next week went by so much easier. She finally could accept Gryffindor as her House, she had friends. All was well.
Except for her relationship with Albus and Scorpius.
Scorpius still barely talked to her, and Albus had also spoken to her a lot lesser than he used to.
Rose did now know why she didn't like Scorpius, however. She realized she disliked Scorpius because he did things with Albus and spoke to Albus like Rose used to. It looked like Scorpius had replaced her.
She was jealous of Scorpius.
Next chapter: Albus
Going back to the Sorting Ceremony one more time, see how Albus felt throughout the whole ordeal. Read why Albus keeps hanging out with Scorpius, despite the Malfoy's attitude, and how his fight with Rose will be solved (can it even be solved?) and how he keeps being bothered by James, who refuses to accept his brother's House.
"I can't function when things change, Scorpius. Are you willing to accept that?"