"Mom! How could you!?" Rose half shouted.

"Rose, you know, I had to" Hermione explained herself, while hugging her daughter as greeting at platform 9 and .

"Oh, right. I understand that you couldn't have told me details, but not even a hint that for the last 2 years you have been preparing an international tournament!" Rose said angry and hurt.

"It's good to see you too, Rosie" Ron interrupted his daughter angry rant.

"Don't Rosie me when I am irritated" Rose still accepted a hug from her father.

"Can we talk about it at home?" her mum turn around her head to look if anyone notice, what was going on."I would appreciate if this conversation was made at home. Or would you like to read tomorrow newspaper headline in style- is our ministry suitable to be in charge when she can't control her own daughter"

Rose signed. Her mother was right. Since Hermione become Minister of Magic the amount of articles written about the Weasley/Potter family was doubled. If that was even possible, looking as how much attention was taken before. She didn't want another trashy mambling in press, usually reporters liked to twist what happened into something she could never imagine before.

"i will save this conversation for later. But that doesn't mean I am less that hurt" Rose said. She understood that her mother couldn't give her information, still she did not like that.

When they reached house, Hermiona set up dinner and when they sit down around table, Rose started:

"Tell me what you can"

Hermione hot a smile at her daughter. "Actually, I can not tell you more than it was said at the Ministry. The Tournament will have four parts. First event is choosing competitors with quidditch small tournament. Second will be dragon quest, third is maze and forth are duels. It will be held in Hogwarts, as it was my idea- our country is host, still we will have to build for each part special instalments"

"That's all?" Rose's eyebrows tried to escape her forehead.

"Is there more to know?" asked Ron with mouth full of food. "Probably, you wouldn't be chosen"

Rose send her father the look.

"In case you have forgotten, I have best grades in year, I am Head Girl and I am daughter of of golden trio" she smirked "and I am already part of it, I am keeper of Hogwarts quidditch team"

"Don't smirk in my house. You are not Malfoy. And when did you became such a smart ass, huh?"

"Ronald, language!" pointed Hermiona.

"Have it ever cross your mind that I might not be your perfect princess?" She asked her dad. He stopped his fork in the middle. That was the first time Rose, pointed that and her parents were astounded. Hugo only smiled. Although he never saw her questionable actions, still he knew that she is not as nice as many would believe. He heard some of her argues with Malfoy like rest of the school. Everybody loved when they send death glares at each other. He suspected that they must have dueled, she sometimes wasn't able to cover all of damaged on her body immediately. He never told that anyone, because he thought she needed that more than anyone. He saw how people expected her to be something they wanted, when she was just a teenage girl. She felt so much pressure on her. He assumed she handle the situation in her own way and didn't need a nosy brother to add for her long list of problems.

The conversation was stopped by an owl. Hugo opened the window. He took the letter and read out loud: "Rose Weasley, keeper of Hogwarts Quidditch team"

Rose took the envelope and opened it. After scanning quickly through its content she said: "It's an invitation to Malfoy Manor"

"What?" her father shouted. "You are not going there"

Hermione took her husband hand. "Ron, it's been so long. I was there a few times actually. Astoria refurnitured it almost completely. You wouldn't even know it was the same place"

"But 'Miona how can I let my only daughter visit a place where her mother was tortured by aunt of the present owner" Ron explained. She squeezed his hand.

"What is in the past, should stay there. Astoria is wonderful, I met with her several times. She would not allow anything to happen. And as far as I know Draco changed also. Like we did, right?" she explained.

Rose very rarely heard about war stories. They were not exactly a taboo, but the scar on Hermione's forearm is one of the most known symbols in the wizarding society of blood discrimination. It happened during Hermione's candidacy for position of Minister of Magic in press conference. When someone accused her of not being able to fully understand Wizards because she was muggle born she lost her cool. Rose still remember how she practically ripped of her robe (she had muggle white tank top underneath) and show everybody her arm and what she said: "I was born in muggle family. And I am not ashamed of it. I have a clear reminder made by a witch from very noble house, Bellatrix Lestrange. She made it while she was torturing me, so now I see it every moment of my life that it doesn't matter where are you from, what race you are but what you do".

"Dad, it's for quidditch practice. Scorpius is one of chaseres and when he told that to his parents they must offered place to practice in the summer"

"Well. That is not the worst idea to practice. My daughter in international quidditch competition" he beamed with pride.

"Thanks, Dad" she replied.