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"Ron…" Hermione said in a warning tone.
"Rose Weasley, you better tell me right now that you're not dating a Malfoy." Ron almost bellowed.
"I'm not." Rose said, and rose from the chair. "I'm not dating anyone."
"Then you better also bloody hell insure me that he is not the person you have kissed and said you love." Ron kept going.
Rose didn't understand what bothered him. What was wrong with maybe having found someone she liked?
"I haven't said that I loved him; I wrote it. And he kissed me." Rose said in a low voice.
The whole room was quite. Everybody was starring at either Rose or her father. Rose shot a quick look at Hugo, who stood perfectly still with a smile still plastered on his face.
"Bloody hell Rose, what's wrong with you?" Ron shouted.
Rose flinched. She felt hurt. And angry. "I can date whoever I want." She said defiant.
"Yes!" Ron shouted. "Everyone except that repulsive blond git!"
"Ron, that is enough!" Hermiones sharp voice cut through.
"What's wrong with you, dad? Why can't you just be happy for me?" Rose shouted, tears starting to spring into her eyes.
"Because you're once too often a disgrace to this family!" Ron shouted back.
"Ron shut up, now!" Hermione, who was now shouting as well.
Rose didn't say anything. She just looked at her father, tears rising higher and higher, blurring her vision. Then, as the first tear started to roll down her cheek, she walked through the living room, and snatched Scorpius' letter from Hugo's hand on her way out.
When she reached her room she sat right down on her bed to write to Scorpius.
In a long time she sat still, eyes distant. She could hear her parents argue a couple of floors down, and heard her mother scold Hugo for stealing Rose's letter, and even more so for doing that public reading designed to humiliate his sister.
Rose didn't understand her father's hatred towards Scorpius. Or against her for might like Scorpius. She was the black sheep in the family, the disgrace. She felt the tears rolling down her cheeks, as she started the letter.

Dear Scorpius

I'm afraid that you trust too much.
My holiday hasn't been so pleasant this far. But the good thing is, that then it can only get better from here on out. I will try to be fair at you. But I won't promise anything. Because, then I'll never be able to tell you when I'm ready.
I miss our patrols. And your bad puns and too loud laughter. I look forward to patrol with you again. Your company is much more pleasant than I first thought.

I wish you a merry Christmas

Yours truly
Rose

Rose's chins felt stiff as she rolled the parchment. The tears were dry now.
She heard the door open. It was her mother.
"Rose my dear, I'm so sorry." She said, sitting down next to Rose.
Rose looked down. "Why is dad always so disappointed in me?" she asked in a little voice.
"Oh honey," Hermione said and pulled her daughter into an embrace. "Your dad is simply just an asshole sometimes."
Rose smiled a little. "Yes, he is. But why?" she asked.
"I'm afraid I don't know exactly why." Hermione said. "But throughout our whole school time, Scorpius' father, Draco, bullied your father and me quite a lot. Me with being a Muggleborn. Your father with his family being short on money at that time."
"But what does that have to do with me? Or Scorpius?" Rose asked.
"Your father has a hard time letting go of the past darling." Hermione said.
Rose still felt hurt. "By why is he punishing me for his past? I really feel like the disgrace he believes I am." She said.
Hermione looked shocked. "Rose, don't say such things! You are not a disgrace. Your father is overreacting. And sometimes he just loses his temper." Hermione said. "And you're too much like him."
Rose looked defeated. "But he acts like Hugo is his favorite. Like I'm a disgrace for being in Ravenclaw, not playing Quidditch, and caring more about books than sports."
Hermione laughed a little. "Well, your temper might be the same as your father's, but your personality is definitely like mine when I was in your age." She lifted Rose's chin, forcing Rose to met her gaze. "Your father just has to get used to the fact that you're growing up, and that you're not like your brother. And thank God for that! Who would be sitting and reading with me, while your father and Hugo are playing Quidditch if I didn't have you?" Hermione asked.
Rose smiled a little. "You're right mom." She said.
"I know, I always am." Hermione joked. Then she raised her voice. "Alright girls, enough listening at the doors, just come on in."
Roxanne walked in, followed tightly by Lily.
Hermione rose. "Oh, and by the way, don't worry about your brother stealing your love letters from you. I've made it clear for him that I will not tolerate that."
Rose giggled. "Yeah, I heard you." She said. "Mom, will you please send this letter for me?" she then asked.
"Sure." Hermione took the letter and gave her daughter another hug. "I'll leave you girls alone now. Try and remember to get some sleep." She said with a smile, and then walked out, closing the door behind her.

"How was the kiss?" Roxanne suddenly said.
It was about three at night, and Rose, Roxanne and Lily laid together on one bed, talking and snacking on the leftovers from evening tea. The bedside table was filled with pie, cake and sweets.
Rose rolled over and looked at her cousins.
"The kiss with Scorpius?" she asked.
Roxanne nodded and Lily looked excited.
"Well…it was, I don't know. Surprising?" Rose said.
"Yeah, yeah I know." Roxanne said impatiently. "But I want to know if he is a good kisser." She said.
"Well," Rose said, blushing. "Yeah, he is." She finally said.
Roxanne winked at Lily. "It looks like our cousin has gotten herself a little crush on a Slytherin." She said, and Lily giggled.
"Well, he's really cute." Lily said.
"Cute? He's handsome!" Rose protested, and ended up blushing again when Lily and Roxanne both laughed.
Then there was a short silence while all three girls attacked some of the leftovers at the bedside table.
"You two haven't seen Fred walking around with any girl recently, have you?" Roxanne asked.
Both Lily and Rose shook their heads.
"Why? Should we?" Lily then asked.
"No, but I think he's gotten himself a little sweetheart, and as his big sister, I have the rights to know who she is." Roxanne said, trying to sound threatening, but instead ended up taking part in Lily and Rose's laughter.
"No seriously!" Roxanne started, but was interrupted by a tapping sound. "What's that?" she asked.
Lily and Rose looked at each other. Then Lily jumped out of the bed and pulled the curtains apart.
"It's an owl." She then said, opening the window and letting the owl inside.
"It's Scorpius' owl!" Rose shrieked and ran over to it.
The owl sat down on the headboard of her bed, so she sat down on the bed next to it.
As the owl stretched it's leg, the girls noticed the package and letter that was tied to it. Rose loosened the knots and laid both items on the bed, before gently stroking the owl over it's soft feathers.
"Don't we have some leftover of the pies to give to it?" she asked.
Lily nodded, and walked over, getting some of the edge of the pie to give to the owl. Roxanne could barely maintain herself.
"Blimely Rose, just open it already! If it was going to bite, you would probably have heard a scowl from it already." She said.
Fumbling Rose started to open the letter. She didn't yet know if she wanted to share everything with her cousins.
Then, while letting out a sigh, she finally looked down on the letter, reading out loud to her cousins.
"My dearest Rose…"

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