Hello All! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic so yay! Thanks for wanting to read this, I dont like long author notes so yeah I wont bore you with them.

I think you know Harry Potter isnt mine...

(RosePoV)

I was sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall surrounded by my extremely loud family, they where all trying to talk over each other while I looked around the room bored. It was the first night feast of my last year at Hogwarts, I was seventeen now. The oldest of our family that was still in Hogwarts, Al was sixteen and he would be until November.

I could see Al sitting across the hall at the Slytherin table, he actually had been sorted there shocking ever one in the family, he was glaring down the table at none other that Scorpius Malfoy. Al and Scorpius have hatted each other since first year when Scorpius put something into Al's cauldron to make it explode all over his robes in front of a Ravenclaw girl named Rachel that they both had a crush on at the time. She ended up turning both of them down for the Hufflepuff chaser three years later.

I continued looking around the room, the candles where floating in mid-air like they always did when no other decorations where necessary. The ceiling was a clear starry night that wasn't completely black but instead dark shades of blue and purple. Eventually my eyes fell on Lily, Uncle Harry's only daughter, my brothers best friend, and the only other Weasley Potter child not to be sorted into Gryffindor. She was sitting at the Ravenclaw table next to a bunch of her closest friends but she wasn't talking to any of them. She was staring at the front of the Great Hall at the professors table with a confused expression on her face. I followed her gaze up to the table in and was equally confused.

Standing up in front of professor McGonagall was Uncle Harry and my Dad, I stared at their backs wondering what they could be doing here. Dad turned away from the Headmaster and looked around annoyed. His eyes scanned through the crowd, they stopped briefly on Albus then on Lily who he waved to and eventually ended at the Gryffindor table. He looked over the table and spotted us towards the middle of the table sitting together, he smiled at me before starting to walk over towards us.

The rest of my family became silent when they all saw him hurrying towards us. Hugo looked at me confused, Dominique Louis and Roxanne just watched him walk towards us. Fred, who was sitting right next to me leaned over and whispered, "What is he doing here?" I just shrugged.

"Hi Dad!" Hugo smiled and waved at him enthusiastically even though we saw him just this morning.

"Hey Hugo." My Dad smiled at him, we all smiled at him and waited to hear what he had to say. Dad sighed and looked around, "Tonight we all need to meet one hour before curfew, we need to talk about something. Harry, Ginny, Bill, and Fleur will also be there. We can meet in the Room of Requirements, I assume you all know how to find it?" We nodded. "Good make sure to tell Albus and Lily as well. See you all tonight." Dad smiled at us and waved before turning to walk away. We all shouted our goodbyes to his back as he walked away still waving over his shoulder.

"What was that about?" Hugo turned to me.

"No clue," was all I could say before professor McGonagall stood up to make her speech.

"Welcome all, to what I hope will be another amazing year at Hogwarts," She paused and looked around the room smiling as the clapping died down. "You know all the rules, don't go into the Forbidden Forest because it is still forbidden. If you have any questions ask a prefect or your head of house." She paused.

"Now I am sure you have heard the rumors about the Triwizard Tournament being held here this year. I can tell you today that these rumors are true, for those of you who do not know what the Triwizard Tournament is, it is a friendly competition between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. The three largest wizarding schools in Europe. These schools will each have one champion that will compete in three different tasks." Mogonical looked at tall the students, I looked at my family we where all looking at each other I glanced across the hall at Albus, he looked almost angry. "The Tournament has not been held in almost twenty-eight years and the Ministry decided it is time to give it another try. The games have been carefully designed this time to make it so that the champions will not find themself in mortal danger with no way of escape." This made some of the students look a bit worried. Everyone had heard the stories of the last tournament, I looked over at Uncle Harry who was standing off to the side and saw him roll his eyes while looking at Dad.

"Now there will be a restriction on all the champions, last time all the champions had to be over the age of seventeen. This time so more Hogwarts students may be able to enter it has been changed to anyone in their last year of school. All seventh years can enter." A bunch of students started to protest but I looked across the room at Al who was staring back at me. He no longer looked angry, I knew what he was mad about now. Albus would turn seventeen in November and if the restriction was the same as last time he wouldn't be able to enter his name, but now with the different cut off for competitors he could compete like his father had. The Headmaster continued, "You may begin entering your names the night the other schools arrive in October, you can do so for one week. On the last day at dinner the Champions will be chosen. The first task will be in November."

She paused and looked around, "Now, off to your common rooms." Her eyes landed on me and she smiled warmly before turning to leave for the night.

Later that night I was walking down the hallway toward the Room of Requirements thinking about the Tournament. I feel like as one of the only children in our family eligible to compete that I will be expected to, and if my name was drawn feel that as a child of two members of the Golden Trio I would be expected to win. That's a lot of pressure, but who am I kidding. I want to compete. Not for the fortune but to no longer be known as the child of Ron and Hermione Weasley but to be known as Rose Weasley the Triwizard Tournament Champion. I sighed, let's be honest though what are the chances my name will be drawn, if I even put it in.

I stared at the wall and thought, I need a place to meet my family. The doors appeared quickly and I stepped through, the inside was like a cozy living room. In the corner was a fire-place with a small fire burning in it, towards the middle of the room was a huge circular rug that had two couches facing each other and a little square coffee table was in between them. Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur where standing in front of the fire, their heads where close together and they appeared to be whispering to each other. Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny where sitting very close to each other on one couch talking to Mum and Dad who were on the other couch cuddling close to each other as well.

Everyone looked up when I came in and smiled at me, I heard the doors open behind me and all the other kids shuffled in beside me. All the parents smiled at their children before getting a serious look on their face. Albus stepped up beside me and nodded at his father in greeting, Uncle Harry frowned and stood up and acted like he was about to stand up and walk over to us before my mother spoke up.

"Lets just get this over with, we don't want to keep you from your friends." She smiled at me. My mother looked exactly the same as she did the first time she sent me to Hogwarts, she still looked young and had bushy brown hair that managed to get everywhere. The only thing that gave hints that she may have aged was that she had a few gray hairs now. "We know that you are all probably very excited for the Tournament yet we are here to tell you all not to waste your time trying to enter since most of you are still unable to compete."

Uncle Harry nodded, "Fleur and I where in the Tournament last time we know what its like, it's not worth it to try to enter." He sighed, "If we hear about any of you entering in the Tournament, or attempting to enter in most of your cases, there will be consequences." Uncle Harry looked almost uncomfortable saying this. Our parents where very relaxed but the seemed so serious about this, they really didn't want any of us to even consider competing in the Tournament.

"You don't have to worry about any of us trying to get in Daddy." Lily smiled at her father who smiled back at her lovingly. "We know the story about Uncle George and Uncle Fred. We know we wouldn't be able to get in."

"Well that's good to know." Uncle Harry smiled at her.

"That goes for all of you kids by the way, not just Harry's." My dad looked at me, "We are just trying to keep you safe." All of the kids nodded in agreement except for Al and I. I just smiled at my Dad, hopefully he wouldn't worry about it. I made my choice now, I hoped that he wouldn't be to mad if my name was drawn when the time came.

A couple of weeks later in October Albus and I where walking out towards Hagrids hut, we had Care of Magical Creatures first thing this morning. Al and I where walking silently when he spoke up suddenly.

"Are you going to do it?" He asked looking over at me.

"Do what?" I smiled at him.

"Put your name into the competition. I am, I know they told us not to but well.. Why not?" Al looked at me and smiled. "I have a feeling that Dad would honestly be proud if I got to compete."

"Al is making Uncle Harry proud the only reason you want to do this? Cause if so it's probably not the best idea." I smiled at him. "Lets be realistic though, most likely all the seventh years will put their name into to drawing, and only one person will be called. So there is a chance you wont be drawn."

"Rose, I want to do this. It will make him proud and hey I can live up to the Potter name finally!" Albus said it jokingly but I knew he was serious.

Ever since Al was sorted into Slytherin he felt like he had let his father down again and again, added to the fact that both of his other siblings seemed so perfect with Lily being the smartest girl in her year and James being in Auror training. I always reminded Al of what Uncle Harry told him before we got on Hogwarts express the first time about being sorted into Slytherin, but Al never seemed to care. Albus always felt like he disappointed Uncle Harry and he always tried to do things that he felt would make him proud.

I smiled at him, "Ok Al."

"So are you going to put your name in?"

"Nope." I smiled at him. I think that was the first time I ever lied to Al about anything important.

The night the other school arrived was exciting to say the least but I don't remember most of it. I know all the boys drooled when the girls from Beauxbatons lead by Miss. Olympe Maxime came in, and all the girls swooned when the boys came in from Durmstrang lead by Lucas Dahl, their new headmaster. I was to focused on the Goblet sitting in the front, I knew that Al would be up bright and early the next morning to put his name in. I knew by the way some of the other seventh years looked at the goblet that they would be to intimidated to enter their name now that the time had come to act. I turned away and looked back to the front of the room smiling slightly, there was no way I wouldn't enter now.

I had asked Al for the invisibility cloak a while back, but tonight was the first time I would use it. I walked down the stairs to where the portrait hole was, I tucked my wand into my plaid pajama pants and pushed back the hair that had escaped my messy bun that I had put it in for sleep. The floor was really cold and I left my shoes upstairs but I wasnt about to go back and get them for fear I would chicken out. I wrapped the cloak around myself and walked out of the portrait much to the annoyance of the fat lady guarding the common room.

I walked silently down the hall ways and towards the room that the goblet was in, of corse it was on the whole other side of the castle for my common room. I sighed to myself when I finally got there I opened the door slowly careful for it to not make any noise. I slipped into the room and closed the door behind me. I muttered a spell to keep the door closed before unwinding the cloak from around me and setting it down on the benches and turning to face the flaming goblet. The fires coming out of it where blue and see through. I sighed, better just get it over with. I walked up and stood on my tippy toes slipping a piece of paper with my name written on it into the goblet, I stepped back when I heard a soft chuckle and spun around quickly.

"Nice pajamas Weasley."

"Scorpius." I stared at him kind of shocked. "I didn't expect any one to be here."

"That's pretty obvious." He smiled at me. "I thought you werent going to do it, put your name in. I heard you tell so many people that you werent." He moved a bit closer to me and the goblet.

I blushed, "Well I guess I lied."

Scorpius laughed, "I guess so." He was standing next to me and the goblet now, he reached up and slipped his own piece of paper into the Goblet. I finally realized what he was wearing.

"Nice pjs Malfoy.." I muttered jokingly.

"You like them?" He stepped back and gave me a charming smile. "They are my favorite." he chuckled.

I couldn't help but laugh slightly, "How did you even get here? Its hours after curfew."

"I know. The Slytherin common room isnt that far from here." Scorpius just shrugged. He smiled and ran a hand through his blond hair, he really was a younger version of his father. A younger version of his father that wore Chudley Cannons pajama pants and a green tank top, he was a lot more muscular than his father as well. I guess that came with being a beater for six years on the quidditch team. "You might want to go back to bed Weasley, it's getting late and we have a test tomorrow." He started walking towards the doors to leave.

"Yeah your right," I turned away to pick up the cloak. "Do you want help getting back?" I held up the cloak, I couldn't not offer that would be rude. Also he looked pretty good in that tank top, but I would never admit that.

"Nah thanks, I should be good." He smiled at me before opening the door and stepping into the hall way. "Night Weasley."

"Night Malfoy." I stepped through the door that he was holding open for me and wrapped the cloak around me, "Thanks." I started walking down the hall way back to my common room, when I was about to turn the corner that would lead me to the stair cases I stopped and looked back. Scorpius was still standing in front of the door watching the direction that I had gone. I smiled one more time to myself before hurrying up the stairs and back to bed.

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