Disclaimer: There have been some nasty rumours going round that I'm not J.K Rowling. I suppose it's a little bit true but… OMWG (Oh my Wizard God) I can't believe … just… OMWG.

An excited Al woke Scorpius up, after a long sleep. Al shook his shoulders hard and when Scorpius opened his eyes Al was levitating a cup of water over his head.

"Al! Don't you dare … No! ALBUS!" Scorpius cried as his best friend began to tip the water over him, grinning evilly.

"What was that for?" Scorpius whined. Al shrugged and sat on Scorpius' legs.

"If you want me to get up, shift your useless backside."

"Ah Scor, you're so eloquent when you're angry." Al patted his friend on the head. Scorpius glowered at him.

"Grandma says it's time you got up and came down for breakfast. She also wants to know what kind of sandwiches you want and whether you've packed yet." Scorpius remembered what day it was. September the first and the start of his sixth year at Hogwarts. He groaned and sat up.

"Shift your useless backside Potter." Scorpius spat at his friend for the second time.

"Ooh resorted to surnames now have we, Malfoy?" Albus teased.

"Leave me to get dressed alone Al." Scorpius grumbled.

"Don't worry I will. Are you going to tell Ron today? I think the family needs a little excitement, everyone's gushing over James and Fred starting seventh year." Al called to Scorpius as he left. Without answering Scorpius slammed the door shut. He really would have to tell Ron soon, but not today, it would be an extraordinarily bad start to the year if he came in with half his limbs missing. He threw on his clothes, brushed his teeth and hair before bounding down the old wooden stairs to the kitchen.

"Hey Scor." Rose mumbled sleepily as he sat down beside her. They were the only ones in the kitchen; everyone else was asleep or packing.

"Morning Rose. You excited?" Scorpius greeted her. She gave him a look of disbelief.

"Do I look excited? I'm exhausted! My dear and darling cousins were interrogating me 'til the early hours of this morning. You wouldn't believe some of the questions they asked. Lucy wanted to know what colour you'd be if you were a pygmy puff." Rose informed him.

"Ah. Tell her I'd be… hmm… purple." Scorpius answered. Rose frowned.

"Why purple?"

"More manly than pink." Scorpius answered, with what he considered flawless logic.

"Right. I'm not sure if I want to go down that route. Did my sweet and gentle cousins interview you?" Rose asked. Scorpius shuddered at the memory of the night before, the threats he'd got about what would happen if he hurt her were quite spectacular. Before then he'd never heard of the full body Jelly Jinx, or many of the curses and hexes they'd told him about.

"Yeah, by the way, what does the burning gut hex do?" Scorpius asked in what he thought was a nonchalant tone. Rose's eyes narrowed.

"The little… Did they threaten you? If they dare I'll demonstrate the effects that particular he has on Freddie. He's really badly affected by it." Rose was veritably seething at the behaviour of her cousins.

"They just want to protect you; it's kind of nice of them." Scorpius tried to calm her down but she wasn't really listening. She stood up and cleared away her plate.

"I'm off to get ready. See you in a bit." Rose pecked him on the cheek as she swept out of the room. Scorpius' stomach did a little flip and he gazed out of the doorway. He shook himself and ran up the stairs to pack his trunk.

The familiar train station bustled with muggles and wizards alike as they fought to get to the pillar that separated platform 9 ¾ from the rest of the station. Scorpius managed to get to the pillar and ran at it, Rose behind him. He was always nervous that the barrier would seal and he'd just crash into it, but as always he passed through easily. The steam from the scarlet train filled the little platform, heaving with wizarding families. He said his goodbyes and listened to the warnings from the Weasleys and Potters about behaviour and studying hard. He got a look from Ron that warned him to stay away from his daughter. When he and Rose finally managed to get on the train they were faced with another problem, compartments. They'd lost Al in the station and neither of them particularly wanted to share a compartment with Hugo and Lily. They pushed through the crowded corridors until they spotted Al's owl, Hedwig II. They opened the compartment door quietly and found Al with his mouth firmly attached to a brown haired girl's face.

"Is he eating her?" Rose whispered. Scorpius laughed as silently as he could and they sat down, trying not to be noticed. They were sat laughing noiselessly for a good few minutes before the couple broke apart.

"Nice lipstick you have their, Al." Rose smirked at her cousin who was staring t them, horrified at what he'd been caught doing.

"H-how long have you been, d-did you?" Albus stammered. His eyes were wide and he stumbled over his words.

"Oh, not long." Rose lied. Scorpius snorted and the girl scowled at him.

"Hi Jeanette." Scorpius greeted the girl. She'd had an obsessive crush on him for a while the year before. From the amount of lipstick on Albus' face she'd got over it.

"You know Nettie don't you, she's a Hufflepuff, we have Herbology with her class." Albus was no longer looking at them; instead he was staring intently at his scruffy trainers. Rose and Scorpius were clinging to each other for support, they'd both almost collapsed.

"So how long have you two been, er, together?" Rose asked, in between giggles.

"Since the end of last year. Bus-Bus came back to school to find his two best friends had found feelings for each other. He didn't think you'd want to be around him so much. He helped me get over some of my own problems and we got together." Jeanette spoke for the first time. Rose and Scorpius exchanged guilty looks.

"How come you didn't tell us?" Rose sounded a little hurt. It was Albus' turn to look guilty.

"You don't understand. What would James say?" He told them. Rose gave him an angry glare.

"You don't need to be ashamed! It's not as if your families hate each other! Think about the stick me and Scor'll got and what Dad's going to say. Granddad may well disown me for being with a pureblood, a Malfoy." Rose hissed.

"I'M NOT ASHAMED!" Albus hollered.

At that moment the compartment door slid open and James, along with the band of Weasleys and various friends that usually accompanied him.

"What aren't you ashamed of?"James asked.