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Chapter 2: The Joys of Being a Weasley!

Rose Weasley rushed furiously down to the prefect's compartment. She was talking to her best friend Paige and she lost track of time. She was going to be late but she hoped that her cousin Albus would cover for her. 'I should have used that muggle watch grandma Granger got me, with the alarm.' She scolded herself. She slid opened the glass compartment door and saw that everyone was looking at her, a blush painted her cheeks. She muttered an apology to the heads and sat down next to her cousin, an amused smile was playing at his lips. She glared at him and listened to what the heads had to say.

"Okay this year will be different," the head boy, Conner Patricks,said, "to promote inter house unity we will switch partners. You will be with this partner for all duty during the year." Rose nodded her head with the heads. It didn't sound so bad, she recognised people from her classes. Her eyes rested on no other but Scorpius Malfoy, the Slytherin prefect. Rose had a lot of classes with him, but she stayed away from him as her father wished. He was incredibly popular, with every girl after him. He wasn't conceited though, Rose secretly thought he detested the attention. He was smart too, coming second to Rose herself.

"Anyway, the partners for this year are:

Lisa Smith, Hufflepuff and Alexander Turnball, Ravenclaw.

Evanna Abbott, Ravenclaw and Albus Potter, Gryffindor.

Lucinda Sinters, Slytherin and Eric Peterson, Hufflepuff.

Rose Weasley, Gryffindor and Scorpius Malfoy, Slytherin.

Thank you and happy patrolling."

They were dismissed and Rose could not believe her luck. Her dad was going to flip when he found out, 'If he ever finds out,' she added mentally, she could refrain from telling her dad the truth. Rose hated lying to her parents, but it was to protect them. She still couldn't fathom why her dad hated the Malfoys so much, I mean, in the past they made horrible mistakes but it has been twenty- five years since the end of Voldemort. Get over it.

"Rosie," her cousin Albus called her, "you should have used that muggle contraption that your grandparents gave you, you know the one that makes that horrible noise when you're late." He laughed and Rose glared at him.

"It's called a watch Al, and anyway, you're usually my alarm so it's your fault." Al laughed again. She looked around for Scorpius, who was being flirted, badly, by Evanna Abbott, an uncomfortable look on him face that the Ravenclaw was oblivious too.

"Excuse me Evanna," Rose said as sweetly as she could, despite her irritation, "if you don't mind, I would like to get my prefect duty out of the way as quickly as I can, and to do that, I would need my partner." Evanna shot her an annoyed look and said in a sickly fake sweetness.

"Of course Rose, Scorpius and I were just getting to know each other, but if patrolling the train is so important to you then I'll just have to let him go."

She backed away and relief swept Scorpius' face. Rose gave Albus a sympathetic look and she and Scorpius made their way to their assigned carriage.

"Thanks for that Rose. You really saved me back there." Scorpius said, relieve evident in his velvety voice. Rose was starting to see why it made every girl swoon.

"No problem." She said quietly. Scorpius stayed quiet and Rose looked along the carriage. It was getting awkward. Summoning the Gryffindor bravery, she asked,

"How were your holidays?" Scorpius turned to look at her. She noticed something different about him, something she did not notice before. Something was telling her it had been there before, but she was too ignorant to notice. Scorpius had the most beautiful grey eyes, similar to his fathers, but flecked with gold that made them seem more sincere and warm. He also had inherited his father's blond hair, but unlike Draco's, it was unruly, natural, not slicked back or styled to perfection. He was taller than his father, he was muscular, from playing Quidditch and from the talk in the girl's bathroom, had great abs, though no one could prove it.

"It was alright, I guess, it was pretty boring, I mostly practised shooting goals for Quidditch." He replied, waking Rose out of her thoughts. "Yours?" he asked looking at her. She had noticed that she was no longer the eleven year old girl his father had told him to stay away from, but a beautiful sixteen year old woman. Her eyes were a dark sapphire, like they were going to become her mother's hazel but then decided not too at the last minute. Her hair was a dark red colour and no longer bushy, but now fell in perfect curls down her back. Her skin was white and flawless; a light dusting of freckles covered her nose. She had every boy after her, but the Weasley boys wouldn't let anyone near their women.

Rose laughed, "I was tortured for half the holidays, my cousin Victoire was getting married the week before my birthday. But besides that, I played Quidditch with my family." Scorpius asked her what the wedding was like, he had never seen one.

"Well, the Weasley ones are rowdy. There are thousands of us. We were at the Burrow in a tent. Grandma Weasley was trying hard to impress everyone and we have this wacky Aunt Muriel, dad hates her, he said that evil doesn't die." They both laughed.

They reached the last compartment, which was empty except for two people snogging. Rose immediately recognised the black messy hair. She slid open the sliding door and yelled,

"JAMES!" the couple jumped up in surprise and Rose's cousin's eyes went wide in fear.

"You can't go five minutes without breaking a rule can't you?" Rose bellowed on.

"Rosie, it's not what it looks like I swear…." James trailed off when he saw who was behind his cousin.

"Oi! What's he doing here?" he shouted, "you blame me for breaking a rule, but you are with Malfoy! Oh I cannot wait 'till Uncle Ron hears this."

Rose blushed furiously; she grabbed her wand and poked into James' chest.

"I'll have you know that I am on prefect duty you git. And if you tell my dad I'm partners with Malfoy, I'll tell Aunt Ginny who really set off the Dungbombs at Uncle Harry's party." James' eyes went wide in fear.

"You wouldn't!"

"Try me Potter." She hissed back. James held his hands up as if to signal that he was surrendering. Rose, satisfied, stifled a giggle and walked out of the compartment. They were barely walking for thirty seconds before she started laughing. Scorpius joined her. They walked back with smiles on their faces until Rose signalled that they arrived at her compartment. Scorpius looked inside to see many red heads doing various activities. They said a shy goodbye and Rose opened the compartment door, to see inquisitive glances from all her cousins.

She sighed; she knew she would have to explain a lot to her family after that exchange.

Oh, the joy of being a Weasley!

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