Hey guys! So, here's another chapter for you. Enjoy!
"Darling?" Hermione asked as she peeked into Rose's room. "Can I come in for a talk?"
Rose sat on her bed and fed Scorpius' owl with old biscuits while it sat on the bed end.
"Eh, yeah, sure." Rose said, gave the owl the last biscuit, before she turned towards her mother.
"I guess you heard the argument between me and your father?" Hermione asked, and Rose nodded. "Then you probably also heard that he can't really be mad at you. Actually I think he is a bit proud." Hermione said.
Rose looked confused. "Why would he be proud? I almost lost my prefect duties." Rose said.
Hermione giggled. "Well, if you had any idea about how many times your father, your uncle and I have been out of beds after curfew, you would understand." She said.
"Even after you became Prefects?" Rose asked wonderingly.
"Even then." Hermione said and hugged her daughter.
"I think I disappointed McGonagall." Rose then said.
"Oh sweetie, of course you didn't. I bet McGonagall secretly couldn't help but feeling that you, Hugo and almost all of your cousins were bound to sneak around in the middle of the night, just like your parents." Hermione said, laughing. "And probably Scorpius too."
"Mom," Rose said cautiously. "I'm invited over at Scorpius' for a couple of days."
Hermione stiffened a little. "At the Malfoy's?" she asked.
Rose nodded, looked down and away, and started to stroke Scorpius' owl over its feathers again.
"Well, how about just you and I then go over there tomorrow once dad is at work?" Hermione said, surprising Rose.
"You would do that?" She asked excited.
Hermione nodded, and Rose hugged her mother tightly.
"Thank you!" she said, and then ran over at her desk.
Hermione silently left the room while Rose was busy writing.
My dearest Scorpius.
Mom said yes! She and I are coming over by tomorrow!
I'm packing in case I get allowed to stay for a couple of days!
Love, Rose.
Rose stroke the owl over it feathers once more and then carried over at the window.
"Say hello to him from me." She said to the owl.
It gently nipped her hand once more, and then took off.
Rose had sat an alarm on her muggle alarm clock for the next morning, but she didn't have to bother. Scorpius' owl woke her about half an hour before her alarm clock. A soft howling and the tapping on the window had done the job.
Rose jumped out of bed and opened the window as the sun rose in the horizon. The owl made a soft, almost glad hoot as it flew inside. Rose closed the window, and hurried to get the letter.
Lovely Rose
That is the best news I've had this holiday! I, and my parents, look forward to see you and your mother (my father asked to add your mother for reason).
My parents are all in for having you for a couple of days!
Love,
Scorpius
Rose smiled as she carried the owl back to the window, opening it. She stroke it's soft feathers on it's head once.
"I'll see you soon again." She said.
The owl winked and then took off.
Rose stood still for a while and watched as the owl became smaller and smaller in the distance. When the sun had almost risen, she turned away from the window and looked at her clock. 05.23. She smiled as she took the clothes she had laid out the night before, and walked out to the bathroom. She had the time for a long bath for once instead of just a shower.
After her bath, Rose put on her clothes. She had chosen something feminine, but still fancy and practical. A pair of light, tight jeans that ended right under her knees, a dark grey top and above that a loose, soft shirt in black and blue. She braided her hair and applied just a bit of makeup. A little mascara and a bit of lip gloss.
Her mother and father were already up when she came downstairs. They were in the kitchen, her dad reading the newspaper and her mother making pancakes for breakfast.
"Morning honey." Hermione said as Rose sat down.
"Morning mom. Dad." She said, looking at her dad.
Ron put down the newspaper.
"Good morning Rose. You look great today." He said before he drank a bit of coffee.
Hermione smiled knowingly and Rose felt like she was about to blush. To cover for it, she jumped out of her chair and walked over at her mother.
"Do you need help with the breakfast?" Rose asked.
Hermione smiled. "Yes, grab another pan and we'll get done in half the time."
Hugo came down a couple of minutes later and started eating. About half an hour later, he and Ron left. Ron worked as an Auror, and Hugo often wanted to spend a day with him at work when he was to work in the office. James and Albus had done that quite a lot to, and the three of them had once spent a whole day in one of the training rooms, playing with disguise and camouflage.
Rose and her mother ate breakfast and small talked. Then Rose decided to take on more important matter.
"Mom, Mr. and Ms. Malfoy have offered me to stay for a couple of days at their home." She said.
Hermione sat down her cup of coffee and looked seriously at Rose.
"Do you really believe that I'll send my 16 year old daughter right into the arms of a 16 year old boy?" She asked.
"Almost 17." Rose answered.
"As if that makes it better." Hermione said. "You are 16! It's too soon for you to start such things!"
Rose looked down, mumbling. "Yeah, because I'm such an irresponsible girl, who'd have sex with the first guy offering himself."
Hermione softened. "Of course I don't think that about you." She said. The she sighed. "I will discuss it with mr. and ms. Malfoy once we arrive. Perhaps you better pack to be on the safe side." She said.
Rose lit up, and got up to give her mum a hug. Then she ran back upstairs to pack.