Hermione shrugged on her coat and gratefully accepted her husband's hand as they walked out into the swirling winter air. They chatted amiably as they walked down a side street in Hogsmeade.

"How was you dinner Mrs. Weasley?"

"Perfectly acceptable. And yours Mr. Weasley?"

"Excellent. Best anniversary dinner in years."

"In twenty years?"

"No, that first one is still my favorite."

"Oh you better be joking Mr. Weasley."

"I like my homemade pizza burnt!"

"And on fire?"

"Pish-posh, you can cook much better now. "

His wife glared at him, but reached out and began rubbing his nose.

"Oi! What's that for?"

She smirked at him. "You had something on your nose."

He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around his wife in a bear hug. She sighed into his chest and returned his embrace. How lucky she was to have him in her life for so long.

"Hang on a sec, isn't that Rose?" Ron squinted at the figure that he assumed to be his only daughter. "And she's with some boy..."

Hermione's eyes sprung open and she made an instinctual move to grab her wand.

"Don't worry honey," he gently pushed her arm down. "It's just that Malfoy boy. What was his name again...? Scorpio? Scar? Scorpius! She'll be fine."

"Ron?" Hermione stared at him as if he had grown an extra head or two.

"What?"

"They're holding hands."

"Yeah, so?"

"They're on a date."

"Yeah, better than that McLaggen bloke, thank Merlin she inherited the distaste for idiots from us."

"B-b-but Ron." Tears began to well up in Hermione's eyes. "My little girl is too young to have boyfriends."

It was Ron's turn to stare, "Sweetie, she's got to grow up sometime...and didn't she date Charles, or was it Jake... for a month last year?"

Hermione started sobbing and Ron immediately wrapped his arms back around her. "Ron, I'm not old enough to have grandchildren yet."

Ron laughed darkly into her shoulder, "Well if it gets to that then we'll really have a problem." He glanced up at the rapidly approaching, yet ridiculously oblivious figures that were his daughter and assumed boyfriend. "We should go honey, we shouldn't embarrass her." He shepherded her into a small dark alley and they disapperated home.

"Did you see that?" Scorpius asked Rose.

"Huh?" Rose was much too distracted by the fact that he was holding her hand in the snowy street to notice anything.

"A couple just disappeared into that alley over there." Scorpius frowned. Was it him or were they watching them a second ago? That's ridiculous.

"So?" Rose asked. It wasn't odd to see people disapperating, they were in a wizarding village after all.

"I just thought they might have been watching us, but probably not. I guess I'm a little paranoid."

"I hope not. How weird would that be? Creepy." She shivered, and it wasn't the cold.

"We should be getting back anyways." He said sadly. He hated to leave the village, the one place they could hold hands and look into each other's eyes without the whole school having a conniption.

Rose sighed but trudged on through the lightly falling snow holding her boyfriend's hand. "Boyfriend," she thought to herself. "I, Rose Weasley, bookworm extraordinaire, queen tomboy of Hogwarts, have a boyfriend. And a damn hot one at that." A small smile spread across her face as she thought about the absurdity of it all.

They held hands until they could barely see the carriages ahead of them in the distance. Scorpius pulled his giggling girlfriend into an alleyway. Her breath caught in her chest as he took both her hands in his.

"I've had a smashing time Rose, and I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want to do this again. Do you agree my sweet?"

She laughed and shoved his shoulder playfully. "Only if you stop talking like a fruit."

"Absolutely my dear, but I'm frightfully worried that you're insinuating that I'm conversing in a manner similar to your dear, but unfortunately barmy cousin."

Rose burst into laughter again then suddenly Scorpius pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear. "Dinner in the kitchens tonight?"

"Eight o'clock. I'll be waiting." She whispered back. They stood there with their arms wrapped around each other as long as they could. When they heard Hagrid's booming voice in the distance they broke apart reluctantly and trudged to the carriages, Scorpius walked a great deal away from Rose as to not drawn certain gossips' suspicions.

Rose snagged a carriage with a couple of girls from her dorm.

"Afternoon Rose." Delilah smiled cordially at her.

"Hey Delilah." Delilah was the only girl in Rose's year in Gryffindor that she could actually stand to talk to longer than 15 minutes. "Did you have a nice time in Hogsmeade?"

"Of course! I bought a few new products from your family's shop. I really like the cotton candy flavored quills. They remind me of the carnival my dad used to take me to. It had the pinkest, fluffiest cotton candy I've ever seen."

"I like the peppermint ones the most. Peppermint is actually supposed to stimulate your concentration so they're really good for tests."

Rachel, the blonde obnoxious one next to Steffeny, the brunette obnoxious one, gave a nasty laugh. "Of course you would like those nasty things. And for the nerdiest reason too."

Rose just rolled her eyes. It's not like she needed to start something with this shallow foul jerk anyways. "Did you see then new music players?"

"Yeah! I love them. My dad said he'd get me one for my birthday if my grades were good enough. That's the one thing I can't stand about going to school. I mean, the radio's fine, but sometimes I want to pick my own music."

Rose smiled and agreed with her. Rachel started up a conversation about her "amazing new dress" so Rose tuned them out. They were at the school in a matter of minutes so the torture didn't last long.

Pfft, it's ONLY May. Sorry D: Junior year is pretty hard. Plus I had two AP classes, so it was extra hard. Thankfully the tests for those are finally done :D

You can expect some more regular updates from me now. I'm not going anywhere for very long over the summer AND I'm taking a creative writing class, so if anything my writing will get better :)

Reviews are greatly appreciated. Also, the "that girl" with James from the previous chapters is just one girl. Something very prevalent in this story is the misconception of people and relationships. People just can't get their stories straight. James and "that girl" have their own story, feel free to look it up on my page! But it's totally not required.

~Lavender