Author's note: This is the last chapter of first year. I know first year seems short, but the all of the most important events happen in sixth year and onward. Sorry if the big jump bothers anyone. :)

Chapter 5: No Idea

(Scorpius's pov)

Over the next couple of months, I tried to despise Rose as much as she seemingly despised me but it was impossible. Rose was just so smart, fun-loving, and nice to nearly everyone but me, it made my desire to be friends with her even stronger. Unfortunately, the more I tried to be friendly with her, the more she pushed me away. Finally, I decided to confront Albus, who was quickly becoming my best friend, about the situation.

"Al?" I asked nervously as we were walking to Transfiguration one day, a few days before Christmas break. "I can ask you anything, right?"

Albus looked at me curiously. "Of course." He replied after a few seconds. "We're friends, right?"

I nodded quickly. "That's good, because I want to know why your cousin hates me so much."

"Who, Rose?" Albus asked.

I rolled my eyes at him. "No, Lucy." I said sarcastically. Lucy was another of Albus's cousins. She was a second-year Hufflepuff, and just about the friendly person you'd ever meet. In fact, I don't think she had a single enemy. "Of course I mean Rose! Who else would I be talking about?"

"I don't know." Albus muttered shrugging his shoulders. "But to answer your question, I honestly don't know. I think it has something to do with our parents not getting along with your parents, but I'm not sure."

"But what should that matter?" I asked annoyed. "I am not the same person my father is, and I'm certainly nothing like my grandfather."

Albus sighed. "I know that, but Rose won't take the time to understand, nor does she want to. I can talk to her, if you want."

"Thanks, Al, you're –" I began, but was interrupted by Professor Sniderson, our Transfiguration teacher, clearing her throat loudly, telling us she wanted to start class. Professor Sniderson was nice enough – a little insane, maybe, but nice – but like any professor, she didn't appreciate students talking over her, so Albus and I decided to end our conversation there. We could always pick it up later if we needed.

(Rose's pov)

I was walking out of the Transfiguration room after class with Sahara and Alana, in a perfectly good mood, when Albus chased after me. I was a little surprised, because usually, Albus would walk with Malfoy and the rest of his friends.

"Can I talk to you, Rose?" Albus asked, slightly out of breath.

I gave him a curious look. "Sure." I said, and then turned to my friends. "You two go ahead. I'll catch up."

Sahara and Alana smiled at me, and walked on without us. "What do you want to talk to me about?" I asked Albus.

He took a deep breath. "Do you have a problem with Scorpius? Because he's only trying to be friendly and you keep pushing him away."

I sighed. This was going to be like the argument I had with Malfoy at the Quidditch tryouts, I just knew it was. "I don't trust him." I said simply.

"Why not?" asked Albus. "He's really nice. You should get to know him, before you decide you don't trust him."

I stopped walking, causing Albus to stop too. "I didn't tell you this before, Al, because I was trying to give you a chance to realize it yourself. You shouldn't be friends with Scorpius."

"Why shouldn't I?" Albus snapped, a little annoyed now.

"We can't trust him! And anyway, you can't be friends with him. I – I won't let you."

"You won't let me?" Albus yelled. "Who says you can decide who I can and cannot be friends with?"

"I do!" I snapped. "I only want what's best for you, Al, can't you see that! Besides, Malfoy is a horrible person who is probably just waiting to hurt you."

Albus froze in shock. "You're being really mean right now, Rose, meaner then Scorpius could ever be." His voice was growing louder with every word. "And you know what, I've just decided you're not my best friend anymore! Scorpius is!" And with that, my cousin stormed off down the hall.

With tears threatening to fall from my eyes, I ran in the opposite direction, not caring that it was the longest possible route I could take to my next class.

(Hermione's pov)

Whenever the Weasley/Potter clan, as my family affectionately calls them, comes to The Burrow for Christmas, usually everyone is in a good mood, and gets along well. The younger kids would always ask the older ones questions, and the older kids would always respond eagerly. The Christmas of my daughter Rose's first year at Hogwarts, however was slightly different than normal.

As usual, Roxanne, Hugo, and Lily flooded their older cousins and siblings with questions, especially Rose and Albus, and as usual, they patiently answered each one. The only difference was that Rose and Albus answered them with less enthusiasm. The tension continued during dinner, when Rose and Albus did not speak a single word to each other. This was concerning, because they cousins had been best friends since their births, and the biggest arguments they've ever seemed to have before now was always something as insignificant as who would get to eat the last cookie of the platter that Grandma Molly had made for them.

After dinner, it was clear not much had changed. Everyone split off into their own little groups as they usually did. Victoire and Teddy, who had been dating for about six months, were sitting on the couch with a blanket spread across their laps, and Victoire's head resting on Teddy's shoulder. Molly and Dominique were in the room that they shared whenever they stayed overnight at The Burrow, writing letters to their friends. Fred, James, and Louis were looking over a Quidditch book James had received for Christmas, since as of September, all three of them played Quidditch on their house team, James and Fred on Gryffindor, and Louis on Slytherin. Lucy was telling Roxanne funny stories about things that had happened at school, and Hugo and Lily were playing a game that they had most likely just made up off the top of their heads. Rose, however, was curled up in Molly's rocking chair, while Albus was nowhere to be found, although I suspected he had snuck off to the room he shared with Hugo during over-night stays at The Burrow. I knew something was up, as Rose and Albus were always doing something together, and as I was Rose's mother, it was my duty to find out what is was.

I excuse myself from the table where the other adults and I were socializing, and pulled up a chair to sit next to my daughter.

"Hi, Mum." Rose said with a sad smile, setting her book aside.

"Rose, can I ask you a question." I asked softly, although no-one was paying attention to us.

"Sure."

"Are you and Albus having a fight? I've never seen you act like this around before."

Rose sighed, and ducked her head, not wanting to talk to me about this. Finally, she asked. "Can we talk about this somewhere else? In private?"

I smiled. "Of course." I said, and together we went to the room that Rose shared with Lucy and shut the door behind us. Rose sat down on her bed, and I sat down next to her and wrapped my arm lovingly around her.

"Now what's going on?" I asked in a concerned tone. "You can tell me anything, Rose."

Rose gazed up at me with her blue eyes, and suddenly, all of her words poured out of her all at once. "Albus became friends with Scorpius Malfoy, and I got mad at him because I don't think Malfoy's trustworthy, and Albus shouldn't be friends with him. Al and I got into a fight about, and now I don't know how to fix it."

I sighed. "Rose, you don't know for sure that Scorpius is untrustworthy. You can't judge people before you get to know them. Did you know that when your father and Uncle Harry first met me, they thought I was a stuck-up know-it-all?"

Rose's eyes grew wide. "No…" she said slowly. "Thanks for telling me that, Mum. But how do I fix it?"

I smiled encouragingly at my daughter. "While, I think you should first apologize to Al. That seems like a good place to start."

Rose wrapped her arms around me in an embracing hug. "Thanks, Mum."

(Rose's pov)

Taking a deep breath, I knocked three times on Albus's bedroom door. He was sure to be in there, since the door was closed, and I hadn't seen him since dinner.

It didn't take long for Albus to open the door but once he did, I could tell he was surprised to see me. "What do you want, Rose?" Those were the first words Albus had said to me since our fight about Scorpius, and they weren't especially friendly.

"Can I talk to you?" I asked softly.

Albus sighed, but let me in anyway. He closed the door behind us and sat on his bed, while I sat on my brother Hugo's bed across the room.

"Albus, I'm sorry." I said before he had a chance to speak. "You have every right to be friends with Mal - … Scorpius and I can't stop you. It's just… I don't want him to hurt you, and my gut is telling me he will. I'm worried for you, Al."

Albus sighed again. "Rose, Scorpius is notgoing to hurt anyone. You've got to trust me on this. If you're not going to trust Scorpius, at least trust me."

"But how can you even trust yourself!" I cried. "You barely know Scorpius!"

"I know him better than you do. Rose, you have no idea what Scorpius has been through in his life." Albus said seriously.

"Then tell me."

(Albus's pov)

I always knew Scorpius had a difficult life growing up. Sure, his parents were kind to him, and it was cleared that they loved him, but Scorpius also lived with his grandparents. His grandmother, Narcissa, showered him with love as much as his parents did, but his grandfather, Lucius, was another story. Lucius was, and still is, one of the most crazy pure-blood fanatics you will ever hear of, and he's barely said one kind word to Scorpius all his life. What I didn't expect though, was the way other students treated him.

I was walking through the corridors one Saturday in early November, searching for Scorpius because he and I had promised to work on or Potions essays together, but I couldn't find him anywhere. Finally, I came across Luke and Ben, who were sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room, where Ben was teaching Luke how to play exploding snap.

"Have you seen Scorpius?" I asked.

Ben shook his head but Luke said, "I think he's outside."

"Thanks, mate." I replied, and darted outside.

Sure enough, I found Scorpius by the lake. Unfortunately, Blake Zabini and Vincent Goyle, two Slytherins from our year, were also with him, but they weren't just having a friendly conversation. They were taunting him, hexing him, and giving him little time to try to defend himself.

"Hey, leave him alone!" I shouted, and rushed towards them.

"What are you to do about it?" Zabini mocked, turning his attention towards me. "Beat me up? I don't think so."

"I'm not looking for a fight." I snapped. "I'm asking you to leave my friend alone. Take this as a warning."

Zabini was about to say something else, but was interrupted by Goyle, whose eyes where wide with fear. "I don't think this is a good idea, Zabini." He said softly.

Zabini glared at him. "Have you gone insane, Goyle? He's just a bloody Gryffindork"

"He's Albus Potter. You know, the son of Harry Potter." Goyle replied.

Zabini stared at me in amazement, and appeared as if he was going to fight me anyway, but he must have changed his mind. "This isn't over, Potter." He snarled, and stormed off, with Goyle following quickly behind him.

Quickly, I reached out to help Scorpius up. "Thanks." He said softly. "But I don't get it."

"Get what?" I asked.

"Why did you help me like that?"

"You're my friend, Scorpius!" I exclaimed, shocked at his question. "That's what friends are for. But what I don't get is why those prats came after you."

Scorpius sighed. "I've told you I've never had a real friend before you, right?"

I nodded, and Scorpius continued on. "Well, when I was younger, my dad would actually pay Goyle's and Zabini's dads to make their sons 'play' with me, because he didn't want me to be lonely. They've always hated me, and every time they came over, they would beat me up. I had to hide my bruises because I didn't want my dad to think I was a wimp. I begged him to not make them come over anymore, but he wouldn't listen. After my tenth birthday party, though, when he says I wasn't having any fun, he decided to end the so called 'play dates'.

"Scorpius," I said softly. "I had no idea. I'm so sorry."

Scorpius smiled weakly. "It's okay. At least I have you." With that, we walked back to the castle together.

(Rose's pov)

"You're right." I whispered when Al finished his story. "I don't know anything about Malfoy. But I still don't trust him."

Albus sighed. "I don't expect you to, Rose, but can you at least try to be nice to him, and not fight all the time."

"I can certainly try. But for you, not him." I replied.

"So are we friends again?"

I smiled. "Friends."

Author's note: I can't believe how lucky I am. We've barely had any snow here all winter, and suddenly a big snow storm came last night, and so we have a snow day today! It's still snowing now. :) This chapter would have been posted Sunday, but it's so long, that I didn't have time, and I didn't have time to work on it some more until today. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please review. :)