Rose scratched her head. "It's Platform nine and three quarters," she muttered. She looked at Scorpius who was looking around. "It hasn't changed throughout the years, has it?" Scorpius shook his head. He looked at the people who were walking bout. "There they are. Look, there's Uncle Harry too. He looked very handsome so to say." Scorpius threw an odd look at her. Rose turned scarlet. "Well, he does!" she exclaimed defensively.

Scorpius looked at the Weasleys' jovial faces. They looked very joyful indeed. He has seen them go through more than he knew he ever would. He has a sense of respect for Ron now, much more than he had before. He never knew that a man who had to go through so much poverty, so much discrimination, could end up looking very happy and well-off as if the past never happened. Scorpius had never once seen Ron bitter of his lifestyle and that's what amazed him most.

"They're going through the barrier," said Rose as she watched them. She looked at the twins who went in after Percy. She looked at Scorpius who still seemed to be critically thinking about something. "Is something bothering you?" she asked. Scorpius shook his head. Rose gave him a nudge. "Come on, Scorpius. You know you can't hide anything from me, spill it out."

"Well," Scorpius started, "I was just thinking a lot. I never understood your dad before why he doesn't like fancy things and why he likes it simple even though he could afford almost anything. Now I know why he has interest in Muggle things, aside form the fact that he married a Muggle-born. I never understood why he can be very protective of that second hand store he used to buy robes in. Now I see all this and I wish that Dad could too so he could understand the Weasleys more."

Rose smiled at him. "So you're saying that you know why my Dad dislikes your Dad now?" she asked.

"A little," Scorpius answered, "but not everything. I also admire the Weasleys a lot for staying happy. They always go through everything with each other, holding on to each other. No one could ask for more loving parents and caring brothers. Yes from time to time they disagree, but they manage to patch things up. I mean, they always seem happy."

"And contented," Rose added.

"True," replied Scorpius.

Rose pointed to the Hogwarts Express as the scene blurred. "Hey, why's Dad removing this part! I wanted to know how he met Uncle Harry. Dad said it changed his life so much." Scorpius shrugged. Rose raced to the blurring part of it. "Dad, no! Don't erase this part." Rose reached for the last bit of color that could be seen. "This is so unfair of Dad!" she complained.

Scorpius turned around. "Look, there's something coming back," he hissed.

"Oh shut up!" said Percy

"How come Percy gets new robes anyway?" said Fred.

"Because he is prefect," said their mother fondly. "All right, Dear, well have a good term-send me an owl when you get there." She kissed Percy on the cheek and he left. She turned to the twins. "Now you two-this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more own that you've blown up the toilet or-"

"Blown up the toilet? We haven't blown up a toilet."

"Great idea though, thanks, Mum."

"It's not funny. And look after Ron."

"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekeins is safe with us."

"Shut up," said Ron. He was almost as tall as the twins already and his nose was still pink where his mother rubbed it.

"Hey Mum, guess who we just met on the train?"

"You know the black-haired boy who was near us in the station? Know who he is?"

"Who?"

"Harry Potter!"

"Oh Mum, can I go on the train and see him, oh please Mum…"

"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something to google at in a zoo. Is he really, Fred? How do you know?"

The surrounding was blurring again and Rose didn't look too happy about it. "And it was getting to be a good part," she grumbled. Scorpius laughed. She eyed him. "I bet Dad's hiding something when he erases some parts," she said grudgingly.

"Be grateful to have seen some," Scorpius said. "We shouldn't be here in the first place. If your father finds out we both wouldn't be too happy about it." He looked at his watch. "Don't you think we should pull ourselves away now? It's nearing the time he gets home and it's not going to be pretty if he sees us looking at his memories."

"Don't be a coward," hissed Rose. Another coloring scene overtook the black one. "Oh something's coming back," she quickly said, changing to topic immediately. "I hope we get to see how Dad met Uncle Harry. It would be lots of fun to! They were best friends for ages and I'm glad that he became part of the family!" she said enthusiastically.

"Five," said Ron. For some reason, he was looking gloomy. "I'm the sixth in our family to go to Hogwarts. You can say that I've got a lot to live up to. Bill and Charlie have already left. Bill was Head Boy and Charlie was the captain of Quidditch. Now Percy's a prefect. Fred and George mess around a lot, but they still get good marks and everyone thinks they're really funny. Everyone expects me to do well as the others, but if I do, it's no big deal, because they did it first. You never get anything new either with five brothers. I've got Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's old rat."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows. "What happened to the robes that they got from the second hand shop?" he asked. He glanced back at Ron. He saw one of the twins pass by that very moment. "Oh, one of his brothers must be wearing it, I guess," he said flatly. Rose nodded. Scorpius looked around. The black scene came to corner them again. "Your dad must have wanted a lot of things unknown," he muttered, looking at Rose who seemed quite irritated.

"Unfortunately," she replied, "but I don't blame him." She looked at her father. "He's got a lot to live up to really. I can't blame him for anything now." She looked back at Scorpius. "I wish I hadn't said a lot of callous things to him…" her voice faded as another scene reappeared.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" said the girl. "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard. I've learned all our course books by heart, I just hope it will be enough. I'm Hermione Granger by the way and who are you?"

Rose squealed. "It's Mum!" Scorpius laughed. He couldn't help himself. He never knew that Hermione was like this when she was a child. He could have never imagined for she became different as time passed by. He looked at Rose who was glaring at him. "Why are you laughing?" she demanded and if looks could kill, Scorpius would have been murdered.

"Nothing," Scorpius replied as he tried to contain himself. He's gained another insight of Rose's family and now he knew where Rose had gotten her sense of bossiness from and apparently it wasn't from her father as he had first guessed. Hermione's face faded from view. Scorpius stopped laughing. He too now was hoping he would get to see more. He was rather enjoying it.

As the next scene appeared, Rose pulled Scorpius shirt, making him stumble to his side. "Scorpius, look!"

Sure enough, young Draco Malfoy stood before them. One of them Scorpius recognized as his godfather Gregory Goyle. The other he seemed to have never met. Scorpius gazed at his father from head to toe. They looked so much alike, although Draco looked much younger than him at the moment.

"Is it true?" Draco said. "They're all saying down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"

"Yes," said Harry.

"Oh this is Crabbe and Goyle," said Draco. "And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger. Draco Malfoy looked at him.

"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford." He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out that some Wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

Rose gasped. She spun wildly at Scorpius who was looking pale. He watched as his father slowly faded away from the picture. His throat tightened and his mouth went dry. For a moment there, he couldn't face Rose at all. She was indeed the daughter of the man his father had just bluntly insulted.He never knew his father had been this indifferent towards the Weasleys. His eyes fixed on the fading scene and couldn't help but wonder why his father acted in such a way for he never saw the Weasleys to be of any wrong sort.

Before Scorpius could say a word, he felt someone grab the back of his collar. Rose and Scorpius fell backwards. Both turned pale when they saw who had pulled them out of the pensive. They stood up and faced Ronald Weasley whose arms were across his chest looking down at them quite unhappily. The two thirteen-year-old teenagers hung their heads.

"Any explanation I need to hear?" Ron asked. Rose shook her head. Following Rose's lead, Scorpius did too. "I bet it seemed like a museum to you, didn't it?" He eyed Scorpius. "Most especially to you. Maybe you thought life was funny back then, huh?"

"No I didn't," countered Scorpius. "In fact, I learned a lot…" his voice faded. He looked away from Ron. "I never knew Dad could be so mean. You never did anything to him and he just insulted you right at the face. I didn't want him to, honestly! I think you Weasleys are great having seen all that. I mean, after all those you've gone through? I was amazed and…" he looked at Ron's eyes, "…envious really," he finished in a low tone.

Ron looked baffled. "What are you to be envious about? I bet Malfoy's given you everything since you seem to be his only son. What can you possibly be jealous about in our family? We couldn't even afford a turkey for Christmas then," he said as his face seemed to look as if he was reminiscing his own past at the moment.

"But you were happy," replied Scorpius. "You didn't need things. Everything in your family was perfect and happy. Oh yes there were times when it wasn't very happy, but you get my point." He sighed deeply. "I never get that feeling when I'm at home. My family never gathers around by the fireplace and never does anything you did when you were young." He looked at the floor. "I guess I can't really be as happy as you are."

For a moment, all Ron's temper drained as he looked at the boy. "That's not it," he said gently causing Scorpius to look at him. "You know what? You can be just as happy, even happier." He looked at his daughter. "You've got my Rosie clinging on to you." Rose turned scarlet. "You've got a family, a home, everything you need. You know what you're lacking?" he asked. Scorpius shook his head. Ron s smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You know what? We had a little secret, my family."

Scorpius looked up, interested. "What?"

Ron smiled even wider. "Just hold your head up high. We knew we'd make it through it, as a person, as a family. Even if we go through all those things you saw, we managed to pull ourselves together. We had our own hopes, our own dreams. All the pain we felt, it will be gone soon and we knew it, as long as we let go. Dreams don't die with tears in our eyes, that's why we made it this far. We never made it out of our life from the past, we're still living it. Apparently we are still the Weasleys we knew. We just made it this far." His eyes met with Scorpius's earnest ones. "Don't worry. Malfoy will come around sooner or later. He knows this as well."

"But he wasn't nice," said Rose suddenly.

Ron laughed a bit. "No he wasn't, but people could change throughout the years, I guess." He looked back at Scorpius. "Just remember. The key to our happiness was holding it up high, toughening it out. You know you won't forever be with your parents and they won't forever be with you, but with that in min, you'll survive and stay happy whatever comes your way, that's a promise."

Rose looked at her father hopefully. "So you're not mad at us for going into your pensive?"

"Mad, no" replied Ron. Rose's ears clapped. "But disappointed, yes. I already warned the both of you not to go near the pensive, especially not to dive into it." He glanced at the two teenagers. "It wasn't a very pleasant thing to see, not all of it. I'm just glad that there were some things I decided not to throw in there." He looked at the pensive carefully.

Rose sighed. "Dad, can you tell me something?" she asked. Ron looked at her. "Why did you keep on erasing a lot of stuff from there? If you don't mind answering that…"

Ron thought for a moment. "I'm not the type of person to want to remember the happiest moments or the saddest of them," he answered. "I want to remember what it felt like to be in between to emotions because that's what kept me real. I've erased those times when I felt the world was ending, which apparently is not going to be I guess, and I've also taken out those that made me want to stop time then and there," he said.

"Why?" Scorpius suddenly piped up.

"Because time wouldn't go on. If I wanted time to stop there, then there wouldn't be happier moments. I know I'm happy, but then, what about the next time?" said Ron. "Life goes on and on. People keep changing everyday. It's the only thing that's constant in this world, changes. If I had wanted time to stop and if I wanted to keep those emotions, Scorpius, you wouldn't have met Rose," he said.

"Why?" this time it was Rose who asked.

Ron calmly explained, "Because I wouldn't have wanted more. I would've been satisfied. I wouldn't have wanted for your mother. I wouldn't have had you and Hugo which made life even happier. And it could go on and on." He turned to Scorpius. "Which brings me back to my point that things change. Hold your head up high, no matter what you feel. Remember, dreams don't die with tears in your eyes. Stay happy as you are."

Scorpius nodded. "Thanks, Ron," he said. He looked at his watched. "Oh Merlin! I better get home now. Mum's going to kill me if I miss dinner." He waved at Ron and Rose who were both beaming at him. "Thanks so much. I learned a lot from you guys! I hope I'll be the same when I grow up, or as I grow up! I'll see you tomorrow! Thanks for the advice, Mr. Weasley!"

Scorpius walked down the road towards his house. He recalled his father's voice as it rang in his ears. Those very exact words dug deeply into his thoughts and his heart.

"…red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford…"

Scorpius looked up. He looked back where he and Rose had that grand adventure.

"…red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford…"

Scorpius smiled. "But they were happy."

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Time won't flow
Everyone knows
When the pain fades away
Dreams won't die
With tears in our eyes
You got to hold your head up high

-The Speaks-

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A/N: I just want to thank everyone who stuck with this story and keep on reviewing. Thank you for your encouragement. This has been one of the stories that I've put my heart into writing. I'm sorry for the typos, bad grammar, I try my best to correct them every Chapter, but there are really times I couldn't be awake enough to check everything because I usually do my stories at dawn. I know that's not an excuse, but it's one of the reasons why.

Anyway, I really thank all of you for the constant support! This is going to be the last story in a while, a long while...So I hope you read and enjoy my other past stories that I've written before...So there!

Yours Truly,

Lexie :)