This is the first Sixth Year chapter, there will probably be seven.

Once again, I own nothing that you recognize from the original books/movies.

"Scorpius!"

Rose was waving wildly at him out of her window, and he was worried that if she leaned out any farther, she might tumble out and fall three stories to the ground below.

"Is that safe?" His father asked him, warily eyeing the house, which was visibly swaying in the wind.

"Oh, yeah," he said as Rose's head disappeared from the window, "They've got charms on it."

"I see," Draco said, but he still sounded dubious.

"I'm sure it's perfectly fine," Astoria added, but she, too, sounded cautious.

The front door flew open with a bang, and Rose came flying out towards Scorpius.

"Hi!" She said, pulling him in for a hug, "Welcome back!" She looked up at his parents, and added, "Welcome to the Burrow, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy."

"Hello, Rose," Astoria said, still looking up at the wobbly house.

"Come inside," Rose said, taking Scorpius' arm, "You can drop your things off, and then head out back. That's where everyone else is."

"Who's here?" Scorpius asked curiously.

"All of us, and about ten extra, too. Avery's here, of course, supposedly for James, but we all know that's not true, because Kate's here, too. Elsie's out back with them, also, and Claire comes up from the village sometimes."

"Claire?" Scorpius asked, for although the name was vaguely familiar, he couldn't think of why.

"Hugo's muggle girlfriend," Rose said. "Also, Teddy and Victoire had their baby last week, Celia, and Victoire asked her Aunt Gabrielle to come visit, and Great-Aunt Gabby brought her husband with her, too."

"That's a rather large group," Astoria said, deftly sidestepping one of the potholes in the road. "How in the world does your grandmother do it?"

"Oh," Rose said vaguely, "We make do. Mum's rather good with expansion spells. Scorp, I'm afraid there's about ten blokes in your room this year."

"That's alright," Scorpius grinned at her, "More people to help me wake Albus when he starts babbling all night again."

"Scorpius, mind your manners," Astoria said, "You should never bother your host like that."

"Oh, it's all right," Rose assured her, "Al needs it."

She led the small family inside, which was, for the moment, apparently empty.

"You know the drill," She told Scorpius, "just take your bag up to the usual room."

Scorpius hefted his trunk up to Albus' room and found it so full of trunks, cots, and discarded clothing that he couldn't find a place to set it, finally decided to just throw it on the cleanest cot, and went downstairs again to find Rose holding a letter out to him.

"I forgot to tell you, the letters came today. Yours was with them, though I don't know why."

"We were supposed to be here hours ago," Draco interjected, looking around the living room, "but we missed the first portkey."

"Oh." Rose shrugged. "Well, here it is, anyway. What are your scores? I got all of my OWLs, and I got O's on most of them. I only got an E in potions, but I probably would have failed if you hadn't helped me, so thanks."

"Yeah, no problem," Scorpius said, ripping open his own envelope. A supply list, the letter, and a prefect's badge all fell out, but Scorpius only opened the final sheet of parchment.

He unfolded it slowly, heart pounding.

"Hey," Rose said, reading over his shoulder, "That's really good! O's in everything except Astronomy and Charms, and you got E's in those, so at least you passed them all."

"Congratulations, Scorpius!" Astoria said fondly, squeezing him in a hug and reading the grades for herself."

"We're very proud of you," Draco said, tearing his gaze from the living room couch and fixing it on his son. "We really should be going, though, I have to work tomorrow."

Rose blinked at him. "You can't," She said simply, "Grandma thought that you were staying for dinner, she prepared a special meal!"

"I'm really very sorry," Draco said, looking uneasy again, "But I'm afraid that we've—"

"Come meet them, at least," Rose said, leading the way to the back yard. "You can't leave without meeting them."

"Well—" Draco started, but his wife cut him off.

"Of course we can't," She said firmly, "And we have to thank them for taking Scorpius for so many years."

"There's no way that your Grandma is letting them leave," Scorpius said in Rose's ear as they walked into the backyard.

"Nope," She agreed cheerfully. "I hope their plans weren't too pressing."

"Witch."

"That's not even insulting," She said, "Merely accurate. Grandma, the Malfoys are here!"

"Hello!" She said, hurrying over to the couple, "It's so nice to meet you! Your son is just the nicest boy!"

"Thank you," Scorpius heard his mother say as Rose led him up the hill to the Quidditch pitch, "we hope he's not too much of a bother…"

"Why haven't you been writing?" Rose demanded once they were out of earshot, "I haven't heard a peep all summer, or gotten a picture, or anything! And I needed a picture, I almost didn't recognize you!"

"Don't be stupid," Scorpius said, without any real malice in his voice, "I haven't changed."

"Scorp," Rose said, stopping abruptly, "You're so… big!"

"I didn't grow an inch."

"Maybe not height wise," Rose said, eyeing him, "But you're much broader. And you've let your hair go shaggier."

Scorpius shook his head ruefully. "I need a haircut," He said.

Rose reached up and ran a hand through his hair, tugging on the ends playfully. "I don't mind it," She smirked.

"Yeah?" He asked, tugging on the ends of her hair.

"Yeah," She confirmed, a little breathlessly, and started walking once more.

"Just so you know," She told him as they approached the pitch, "Albus has some big news."

"Did he fail all his OWLs?"

"None, actually, but he only got As. This is bigger than that, though. He's really excited, I wanted to let him tell you."

Indeed, as they approached the pitch, where Albus, Lily, Hugo, James, Louis, Avery, and Dominique were flying, the rest of the group sprawled on the grass below them, Albus seemed to be nearly bouncing in midair.

They all flew down when they saw Scorpius and Rose approaching, and Albus fairly skipped up to the pair.

"Did you tell him?" Albus demanded of Rose.

She rolled her eyes. "Of course not."

"Good. Guess what!"

Scorpius shot a look at Rose, who was clearly stifling a laugh.

"Um… what?"

"No, guess!"

"Albus, just tell me."

Albus' face fell, and then brightened again. "Fine. Guess what I am this year?"

"A sixth year?" Scorpius guessed, and Albus shook his head quickly.

"I mean," he said, fidgeting in his excitement, "I am that too. But I'm also… THE GRYFFINDOR QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN!"

"Congratulations!" Scorpius said, a broad grin on his face, "You'll be excellent!"

"He better bloody put me on the team," Lily said, pushing past him to give Scorpius a hug. "You've grown," she whispered in his ear.

"Yeah," he grimaced, "Rose said that, too."

He greeted the rest of the kids, Avery with a slap on the back, Elsie with a quick hug, Hugo with a handshake, and Kate with a friendly nod, before smiling genially at the rest of the group.

"Hey," he said to Rose, nodding at a petite blonde girl who was unfamiliar to him, "Who's that?"

"That's Claire," she said, and then she took his hand and pulled him over to greet the muggle girl.

"Claire," Rose said, "This is my good friend, Scorpius Malfoy."

Claire smiled sweetly at him. "You're a wizard too, right?"

"Right."

She laughed. "It's so strange for me to be around you all and not be magical myself. So, how long have you and Rose been together?"

Scorpius, who realized that he was still holding Rose's hand, dropped it quickly. "We're not," he said, "Just… friends."

Claire shot him a confused look, but Hermione pushed her way through the trees before she could speak again.

"Grandma has dinner ready," she informed them all, and almost instantly half of them bolted down the hill and towards the Burrow.

"And Scorpius," Hermione added over her shoulder, "Guess who's staying for dinner?"