Star-Crossed Rivals
Rose and Scorpius were destined to hate each other. She was a Weasley, he was a Malfoy. Children of the longest-rivalling families in the Wizarding World. And when they're both at Hogwarts, it's bound to lead to chaos. Right? Definitely. And when both are sorted into their family houses, it's the same old story - Gryffindor vs Slytherin. But with Rose and Scorpius involved, things can never be so normal.
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters. If I did, I would be rich and famous and blonde, meeting famous people. But sadly, it wasn't to be.
Author's Note (AN): OMG, I'm SOOOOO sorry for the long gap. I was in Cornwall on holiday with my entire family. Fun times, I'm telling you, but no laptop/computer . Anyway, to make up for it, I'm posting chapters 3-10 today. I spent all of last night typing them up.
Thank you to all those who have added me to their Alert Lists, etc. It really does mean a lot. Thanks Ikle Miss Geek for adding me to your Favourite Authors List too. That's why I dedicate this chapter to YOU.
(Thanks also to UNDERLANDERfromtheOVERLAND for reviewing so quickly – twice! Chapter Four is yours.
And Chapter Five goes to the people who added to their Alert Lists.
And the rest of the chapters? – they're for all of you 3
Please review, it makes a happy author. And the happier I am, the quicker I type.
I already have this entire story planned out, AND the story after it (Houses Uniting) AND I've started planning the final in the trilogy (Out In The Real World). I planned them all when I was in Cornwall. Guess time without a computer did help me.
Hoping to type those all up soon! Here you go!!
~ThereIsSuchAThingAsLove
Chapter Three: Talking to their Heads of Houses
"So how do you feel, being placed into Gryffindor, Miss Weasley?"
"Ms Weasley? You've known me since I was born, Uncle Neville. You're one of my godfathers for Merlin's sake! And you've never ever called me 'Ms Weasley.'"
"Well, now we're at Hogwarts things will be a lot different."
"Oh."
"Well, how do you feel about being placed into Gryffindor, Ms Weasley."
"Well, Uncle Neville –"
"Professor Longbottom at Hogwarts!"
"Oh, sorry! Um... well, Professor... I guess I'm happy to be following in my parents' footsteps. And not just that but I love my housemates. I knew most of them anyway, but I really like that new girl, Annabel. She seems lovely."
"She's a Quidditch fan, isn't she?"
"You bet! Night, Uncle Neville!"
"ROSE!"
"So, how do you feel, being placed in Slytherin, Scorpius?"
"You aren't going to call me 'Mr Malfoy'?"
"No. That's your dad."
"But the teachers always –"
"Unless you would like me to call you 'Master Scorpius'?"
"No thanks, Uncle Blaise."
"How do you feel then?"
"I'm proud to be in Slytherin!"
"I thought you'd be. Your father will be proud."
"Really? Y'think?"
"I'm sure, Scorpius."
"Thanks, Uncle Blaise."
"It's perfectly alright, Scorpius."
...
"Uncle Blaise?"
"Yes?"
"How did a Muggleborn get into Slytherin?"
"Scorpius, you spent the summer with Lucius and Narcissa didn't you?"
"How did you know?"
"Just a hunch."
"How do you feel, being but in Gryffindor, Miss Thomas?"
"Ms Thomas, thanks, Uncl – I mean, Professor."
"Why Ms?"
"Because then my marital status is kept a secret."
"Oh. Um... but you're 11, Alex – Ms Thomas."
"Nearly 12."
"Oh, yes. Practically a grown-up."
"Yes."
"So how do you –"
"I'm just thankful I was placed in the same house as my friends. Hogwarts would be boring without them."
"Yes, I s'pose..."
"And imagine being placed in any other house but Gryffindor!"
"All the other houses are perfectly acceptable."
"Slytherin is for dark wizards..."
"Rose – Miss Weasley – 's new friend was placed in there."
"... Ravenclaws are all nerds..."
"Your brother's one!"
"... and Hufflepuffs are duds."
"I'll have you know Hannah, my wife, was a Hufflepuff."
"Oh."
"Oh, yes. Goodbye Ms Thomas."
"Vince!"
"Uncle Blaise!"
"How're you, Vince, m'man?"
"Better now I know you're my Head of House!"
"That's good. How do you feel? Being placed in Slytherin?"
"Amazing! I can't wait to owl my father and tell him!"
"Great enthusiasm, Vince!"
"See ya, Uncle Blaise!"
"Miss Longbottom."
"Hi, Dad."
"Not at Hogwarts, Ali!"
"Seriously?"
"Fine. Hey, Alice."
"Hiya, Dad."
"How's Hogwarts so far?"
"Great!"
"Gryffindor good?"
"Oh yes! I can't wait to start my classes as a Gryffindor Lion!"
"That's great, Alice."
"Are we done?"
"Um... yes?"
"Catch you later, Dad!"
"Angelo, my boy!"
"Dad!"
"You got sorted into Slytherin! Well done!"
"Thanks!"
"How is it?"
"It's unbelievable... I can't wait to spend seven years as a Slytherin snake! I don't care about the house's reputation. Slytherin's number one!"
"Good on ya! Night, son."
"Later, daddio."
"Rochelle Finnegan!"
"Neville Longbottom!"
"Roch..."
"Sorry. PROFESSOR LONGBOTTOM!"
"That's better. How's Gryffindor, sweetie?"
"It's great! I'm so happy I'm friends with everyone in my house already!"
"You're a popular little girl, Roche."
"Thanks!"
"I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Of course you will!"
"Night."
"Nightie night!"
"Ah, you're the boy my son was speaking so intently with! I'm Professor Zabini, your Head of House."
"Hello, sir!"
"Call me dad. Or Blaise. Or Uncle Blaise, even."
"Okay... Uncle Blaise."
"How's Hogwarts so far, Gino?"
"It's good. I've made some great friends. Like your son."
"That's great!"
"And I'm glad I didn't go to Durmstang like Mum wanted me too!"
"Annabel Clarke?"
"Yes, that's me, Professor Longbottom."
"How do you –"
"Alice told me."
"Ah."
"Yes, ah."
"Your records say you're a Muggleborn. Do you know anything about magic?"
"Um... yes. My best friend's family are all wizards. Gabriella Applebee? In Hufflepuff?"
"Ah, I see!"
"Yes."
"Is all this magic startling for you?"
"No, not at all, actually."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"That's good then."
"Very."
"I see you made friends with my daughter and her friends."
"Yes. I can't wait to spend seven years sharing a dormitory with them."
"That's great."
"Is that all, Professor?"
"Yes... ?"
"Okay, can I go? Sorry, but I'm dead tired."
"And my last Slytherin man. Ethan Williams."
"Yep, that's me, um... Professor."
"Call me Blaise, son. Or Uncle Blaise. Or Dad."
"Okay. Uncle Blaise?"
"Yes, boy?"
"I... I've been told about Slytherin."
"Yes?"
"And... not good things."
"And as a Muggleborn, you're scared."
"Yep."
"It's perfectly alright, son."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"So can I change houses?"
"Sadly, that's not allowed."
"Oh."
"Mm."
"I'll try and make something of these seven years, then, Uncle Blaise. I'll try my best to change Slytherin's reputation and unite all the houses."
"Well done, boy!"
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