A/N: Hello. This was written at almost one in the morning, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes. This is basically a different version of Scorpius and Rose. I've found that many of their stories are that they hate each other and then fall madly in love. I wanted to try a different approach and this is the result. Enjoy!
Rose Weasley boarded the Hogwarts express for the first time, taking a deep breath a she did so. Albus, beside her, was shaking with both fear and excitement. It was Rose and her cousin Albus Potter's first time to Hogwarts. They had just left their younger siblings and parents on the platform, the exciting feel of a new adventure adding an extra spring to their step.
Finally they found a nearly empty compartment. Inside was only one other person, a boy their age with platinum blonde hair, deeply immersed in a book. Rose looked at Albus, who shrugged and they opened the door.
"Do you mind if we sit here?" Rose asked, entering the compartment ahead of her cousin. "Everywhere else is full."
The boy nodded and then looked up, recognition dawning over his face as he saw Rose with her obvious Weasley hair and Albus, spitting image of his father.
"Thanks," she said, sitting down and realizing too late that this was the boy her father had urged her to stay away from.
"So that's little Scorpius," he had said. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you inherited your mother's brains."
"You're welcome," he answered, turning back to his book.
Rose noticed the cover as he was reading and said, "No way! Is that the new book on the Chudley Cannons' worst plays ever?"
Scorpius looked up again. "Yes...why?"
"I've been dying to read that! But my dad won't let me because he loves them for some reason."
"Here," Scorpius smiled. He handed over the book to her. "This is my second time reading it. Just give it back when you're done."
"Are you serious?" she asked.
"Of course," he replied. "I'm Scorpius, by the way, Scorpius Malfoy."
"I'm Rose. Rose Weasley. And this is my cousin, Albus Potter."
"Pleasure," Scorpius said.
"Is the snitch swallowing of '54 in here?" Rose asked, gesturing at the book.
"Of course," Scorpius answered, rolling his eyes. "That was one of their worst things ever, right up there with the backwards Wronskei Feint."
"What happened there?" Rose asked, laughing at the idea.
"Well, back in '78, Lewis, the seeker at the time..." Rose and Scorpius fell into a deep discussion about Quidditch, not even thinking about the fact that they were supposed to be enemies.
At the end of the train ride, Rose thought about what her father had said and decided that she didn't care and wouldn't listen to him.
When Scorpius and Rose were both sorted into Ravenclaw, everybody was surprised. They all figured that Rose, the daughter of two war heroes would automatically go to Gryffindor and the son of a death eater would automatically go to Slytherin. It was even more of a surprise when they became fast friends. Many people did not like it, including most of Rose's cousins, especially James and Fred, both of whom bullied Scorpius mercilessly until Rose wrote Aunt Ginny and Aunt Angelina.
Despite the many people who were dead set against their friendship, Rose and Scorpius became best friends, closer to each other than anybody else in the world. And they would stay that way forever.