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I know it's been a while, I am so sorry! I am going to try my best to attempt to finish over my Christmas break. Enjoy!

Draco Malfoy sat at the table staring at his son across from him. Draco tried to reply to what his son had just said, but nothing would come out.

He could only think, "Rose Weasley? My son…Scorpius Malfoy is dating the daughter of Weasel and Granger?"

Without another word Draco got up from the table and went to his room leaving his family questioning his actions.

Rose sat at the kitchen table watching her mother and father discuss who to invite over for Christmas. They were quite the couple her parents were. Rose noticed over the years how they managed to get in a row about anything and everything, but she knew they were madly in love.

The plan was to stop over at the Burrow in the morning and have a little Christmas get together with the family. Later on it was decided that the Potters were coming along with their children James, Lily, and Albus. Rose loved spending time with her cousins, as they were a very close family.

Rose watched as her father helplessly tried to help her mother bake cookies. Ron would do fine getting the cookies in the oven it was just the fact of taking them out he forgot. An owl's tapping made them all turn to the window. Hermione wiped her hands on her apron and opened the window letting in a beautiful eagle owl. Rose recognized this eagle right away as Scorpius's and jumped up.

Hermione looked up at her daughter in suspicion and looked down at the letter she was now holding. She saw it was addressed to Rose and held it out to her.

"So, who is this from?" she asked casually as Ron then walked over to her side.

Rose reached out and grabbed the letter mumbling, " A friend," before running away up the stairs to her room.

"Wonder what that was about," Ron asked as he casually placed an arm around Hermione's waist.

"It was a letter from a boy," Hermione stated in her matter of fact tone.

Ron pulled back surprised shouting, "What boy? Our Rose does not write to boys!"

Hermione rolled her eyes at her dense husband. "Don't worry I'm planning on getting it out of her."

Ron sighed and went over to the owl feeding him a treat.

"I don't like this owl. He reminds me of Malfoys'."

Back upstairs Rose opened the letter reading eagerly.

Rose,

I just wanted to tell you that I told my family about us. I know you want to know how it went but not even I can answer that question. After I told him he just left the room without a word. He has kept himself locked up in his study ever since. I'm not quit sure what to do, or what he will do…Have you told your family yet? Well, anyways, please write back I miss hearing from you. I hope you have a happy Christmas tomorrow love.

Love,

Scorpius

It took a moment for Rose to realize that there were tears leaking from her eyes. She wiped them away not even sure why she was crying.

"If he can tell his family why can I not tell mine?" Rose thought to herself.

Without a second thought rose ran down the stairs until she bumped into her mother.

"Watch out Rose darling, oh dear, why are you crying?" Hermione asked concern in her big brown eyes.

"Mum, it's about the boy. I need to talk to you about him."

'Ok, alright, lets go upstairs."

Hermione took her daughter's hand and lead her upstairs to her room sitting her on top of the bed.

Hermione tucked a stray hand of curly red hair behind her daughter's ear before whispering, "Will you tell me who it is getting you all upset?"

Rose looked up at her mother and whispered with a heavy hear, "You not going to like it."

Hermione looked taken back by her daughters comment but tried not to show it and instead replied, " Well you like him so I guess it doesn't matter now does it?"

Rose looked down and said, "It Scorpius, Scorpius Malfoy."

When Hermione did not say anything Rose looked up at her mum. Hermione sat with an expression of shock looked upon her face.

Very silently and barely audible Rose heard her say. "Not Draco Malfoy's son." The way it was said made Rose realize her mother was not asking she was stating a fact.

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