Rose Weasley's Point of View

When I had first entered Malfoy Manor, I was close by my father side. He had warned me not to go far from him. He didn't understand why Mum wanted to be closer to the Malfoy's, probably because of her 'I don't care if they are Malfoy's and we're Weasley's' speech. So here we stand, four Weasley's in our blood-feud family's house, dazzled by the beautiful shine of the floor, the whiteness of the carpet, and the neatness of the furniture, and of course dad's eye had wandered to the movie theater sized television (We recently adopted some of the muggle contraptions). I know his goal will be to get to see a Quidditch game on the television that isn't our small one that we push, shove and elbow each other to see the screen. As we take a step forward, we see a small house elf walk toward us and introduce himself . "Hello Master Weasley my name is Dobby", he managed to say.

"Hello Dobby, it's good to see you again." my mother

said. As he ushers us in further, we see a man with long, blond hair and grey eyes wearing all black dress robes of finest quality and a black and green cane with a design of what appears to be a snake with a curved hook of a handle. I recognized him to be Draco Malfoy. Following behind

him was a boy in my year who I believe to be Scorpius Malfoy (I frequently found him looking at me in Astronomy and Potions). I can see my brother Hugo stiffen as he look at them with piercing eyes. Dad muttered under his breath something that sounded like 'as if I hated coming here already'. Mr. Malfoy was the first to speak. "Ron what did I do so horribly to be in the company of you and your family?"

"DRACO!"

A fair skinned woman with sparkling green eyes and black hair almost down to her waist, step beside him. "How dare you talk to guests that way." She continued. Draco looked down at the floor a bit and stammered

"I'm sorry Astoria, dear."

"I'm sorry for my husband, you must be Ronald and Hermione Weasley, am I correct?" she extended her hand out to my parents. My father stood there silently leaving my mother free to speak.

"Yes you are correct, it's very nice to meet you Astoria, and I apologize in

advance for my husband."

My mother said.

"As do I. This beautiful young lady must be you daughter. You are so

beautiful, your eyes are so lovely Rose" Astoria said politly.

"Thank you. Yours are as well." I say the least I can do is be nice if they

are.

"Do you and Scorpius hang around each other?" Astoria asked

"NO!" We both exclaimed

"Come in and sit." Astoria said. She motioned for us to sit. So we sat, in

awkward silence. Then Mum decided to speak.

"So Scorpius your Rose's age?" Mum asked

"You are correct." he said in a voice that made him sound more superior.

"And I'm guessing you're a Slytherin." she continued. He continued to

nod.

"Rose, what about you do you do anything at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I'm a Quidditch player, prefect, teachers assistant and tutor." I said

smiling

"And she's on the Chess team." My father added

"I wonder why you and Scorpius aren't friend, he's in all the same things

Quidditch, prefect, assisting teachers, tutoring and he's on the Chess team

as well." Astoria said

"We have a different sort of friends." I say

"Yeah, that and I don't hang out with Blood-Traitors." Scorpius rolled his

eyes.