A/N: Sorry I didn't update for a long time but I was really busy with schoolwork and I had lost my Deathly Hallows, and as I wanted to get all the facts right I had to wait some time to get a copy.

I want to thank Stefany Sungold and dras leona for their reviews.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, Fred, Sirius, Snape and Lupin would not be dead. But since they are dead I suppose I don't own Harry Potter.

Six Years Later

Rose Weasley was feeling nervous. It was the first of September 2015. She would be going to Hogwarts for the first time today. She glanced at her cousin, Albus. He looked nervous too. James must have teased him about being sorted into Slytherin. That was his worst fear. Well, at least she wasn't the only one afraid…

"If you're not in Gryffindor we'll disinherit you," Her father was saying. "But no pressure."

Rose rolled her eyes. 'Very comforting,' was what she felt like saying. (In a sarcastic way of course.) Her father might deny that she was not sorted into Gryffindor or say that there had been some mistake, but he would never disinherit her.

Al however looked even more nervous at her father's comment. He only calmed down a bit when Hermione said that Ron didn't really mean what he said.

Rose was just about to say something calming to him when she was distracted by her father.

"Look who it is." He said.

As Rose turned her head towards the three people who had caught her father's attention, she noted that all the adults were staring at them too.

Of the three one was a blond haired man with metallic grey eyes that stirred a memory in her mind. The second was a woman, who Rose assumed was his wife. She had chocolate brown hair and hazel eyes. There was a sweet and kind look about her.

And the boy. He looked exactly what his father must have looked like when he was that age - and what she thought Scorpius would look like now…..

"So that's little Scorpius." Ron said.

Rose gasped. So it was him!

Her father was saying something about tests and marrying pure bloods, but Rose's brain was not registering anything he was saying. Instead, she wondered about Scorpius.

She wondered whether he rememberedher. After all they hadn't seen or heard from each other for about six years. Ofcourse she had known he would join Hogwarts this year. They were the same age. She had wondered about him in the past few days.

Was he still the nice friend she had known, or was he the muggle hating, pure blood loving boy, who thought blood status was the most important thing in the world whom her father described? She hoped it wasn't the latter….