A/N Hello everyone. This is my first chapter of my first Harry Potter Fanfiction. I have been working on this story for about six or seven months, and then I finally decided to post it after I finished my last Twilight Fanfiction. Just an F.Y.I. this story is not edited, all my work, so it may not be all that great. Thanks for reading my story! Enjoy!


Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters. I do however own my original characters and my plot.

"Don't get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood."

I looked over toward the small family of three standing by themselves silently saying their good-byes before their son, who my dad and Uncle Harry knew as Scorpius Malfoy, got on the Hogwarts Express to our new school. My dad, well my whole family, had their own opinions about the Malfoy family, but looking at them they looked like a perfectly normal, functioning family saying good-bye to their son.

Growing up in the Weasley family and being the niece of the "Chosen One", I was used to hearing my dad and uncles' opinion on anyone and everyone from when they were our age. The Weasley family was known for being a loud, opinionated group of red-heads, and wasn't that true.

I walked to the train with my best friend, and cousin, Albus Potter, now that boy had a lot to live up to. First of all he was a Potter, then he was named after two head-masters of Hogwarts, both of which were brave men, or so Uncle Harry told us. I didn't know much about the two headmasters, but from the way even my dad talked about them I could say that they were well respected men.

"Rose?" Al, as everyone called him, broke me out of my thought, by urgently shaking my arm.

"What?" I snapped at him, immediately regretting it. I hadn't realized that I was still staring off at the space that had previously been occupied by the Malfoy family.

"Sorry, Al. I didn't mean to sound that mean," I apologized, seeing that he had taken at least three steps back from where he had been previously standing.

"It's okay," he smiled at me, "Just wanted to tell you that if you really want to get to Hogwarts we better get on that bloody train."

"Don't use that kind of language with my Albus Severus Potter! I am sorry that I was busy thinking about my life and almost made you miss the train that you are sure you are going to meet the girl of your dreams on." I whispered, careful not to yell to loud while on the full platform. It seemed that whenever I decided to yell something everyone got really quiet, especially here on the platform.

Before Al got the chance to strike up another argument before the first day had even started, I turned on my heals, flipping my hair in the process, and stalked toward the train, Al right on my heals muttering incoherently under his breath.

I left my large trunk by the Hogwarts Express attendants, but not before grabbing my book to keep myself occupied on the train ride. Al, still hadn't decided to talk to me since I had told him not to swear at me. Growing up in the Weasley family you got used to the cussing, and as my older cousin, James, had told me, "bloody" isn't even a cuss word, I think that it is.

As I entered the train, moments before it departed from the station, I found a compartment for Al and I to sit in, that wasn't completely full of people. I slowly, but surely slid open the door and saw two small girls, probably the same age as us, sitting in the seats.

"Hello," I smiled politely at the two girls.

"Hi," the one sitting nearer to the door smiled involuntarily toward Al, she had long blonde hair and blue eyes, exactly what Al loved. The fact that she wasn't talking surprised me. Living in the Weasley you learn to distinguish the talkers from the non-talkers.

"Hello," the other girl smiled, she had black hair and brown eyes with tan skin.

"My name is Rose Weasley and this is my cousin Albus Potter, but everyone calls him Al. Can we sit in here with you?" I asked whoever was listening.

"My name is Elizabeth Macmillan, but everyone calls me Liz, and this is Emily Jordan. Of course you can sit with us. What year are you? Do you have other cousins?" Liz answered, I knew she was the talkative one.

"Al and I are both first years and yes I have nine other cousins and Teddy who I consider my cousin. My Uncle Harry is the God-Father to Teddy Lupin who is like our cousin, so I say we have ten other cousins. And I have a younger brother." I answered her questions.

"Are they older or younger?" Liz asked.

"Let's see Teddy is 19 and out of Hogwarts, and he is dating my Uncle Bill's daughter Victoire who is 17 and in her last year. Then there is Dominique who is 15, Louis and Molly are both 13, Lucy and Fred are both 12, and Roxanne is 9, the same age as my little brother. Then there are my Potter relatives, James is 12, Al is 11 and Lily is 9. We are one big family of loudmouths… trust me." I laughed seeing their stunned faces.

"Wow," Emily laughed.

"Wait, you are related to the Potter family, as in the Harry Potter?" Liz asked stunned, looking between Al and I.

"Yeah. I'm related to him. He's my uncle and Al's father," I smiled at them."Wow," they both laughed looking at each other.

When no one knew what to say, because they were awestruck, I chuckled in Al's direction, he looked proud and annoyed in one face. Al hated the popularity that came out of begin the son of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley, but at the same time he loved his dad, and was proud of what he had done to make the Wizarding World a You-Know-Who free, safe place.

"So, you guys excited for school?" I smiled as they began to talk at speed that I would never, ever begin to get used to, even being from the Weasley family.

I looked out the window, the girls still talking at 100 mph at Al. They were asking him about Uncle Harry and if he had ever married my Aunt Ginny. Apparently these girls didn't pay any attention to the Daily Prophet, I laughed to myself. I pulled my book out from my bag and began to read about the tragedy that was Romeo and Juliet. I loved the book, about the two star-crossed lovers, destined to be together, but torn apart by their parents feud. It was one of my favorite love stories, but it was still a tragedy. No matter how many times I read this play, I couldn't get enough of it.

I kept reading until I was pulled out of my thoughts by the compartment door sliding open. I looked up to see the same blonde boy that was standing with the small family early, the boy that I was suppose to detest already, Scorpius Malfoy.

"Is one of you Rose Weasley?" he asked politely.

"That me," I answered, confused as to why he wanted to know who I was.

"Hello," he smiled, "Umm…your cousin wanted me to find you because she said she had to speak with you about something."

"Thanks," I smiled, as I stood up. I began to walk toward where my cousin, when I realized I had no idea what cousin I was looking for.

"Umm… excuse me?" I yelled politely in the direction Scorpius was walking.

"Yes?" he asked turning.

"Which cousin? And where?" I laughed, my cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"Follow me," he chuckled, "I'll show you."

"Thanks," I blushed again, looking down at my feet before beginning to walk toward my cousin.

We walked for a few minutes until we reached compartment toward the back of the train. He stopped at a compartment that had a mix of girls and boys both sitting on the floor and on the seats. Scorpius smiled before walking into a compartment diagonal from the one I was about to enter. I slid open the door and saw both Dominique and Victoire sitting on the floor two other girl across from them.

"Rose!" Victoire squealed jumping up off the floor.

"Hello," I laughed, confused, "What's wrong?"

"Well I am assuming that James has already told the whole family about my snogging Teddy, but we have been dating for six months now, but we wanted to make sure it would last before we told anyone!" she squealed hugging me.

"Congrats! But everyone already knew Vic," I laughed, hugging her back.

"I figured," she laughed as I was turning to walk back to my compartment.

"Rose?" Dom asked before I had taken a step.

"Yes," I smiled.

"Who was that boy that walked you down here?" she asked.

"Scorpius," I answered.

"Malfoy?" she and Vic asked shocked.

"Yeah," I answered, "Why?"

"Just surprised he offered to find you, because first of all, he didn't know who you were, and second of all he's a Malfoy. They are known for be arrogant snobs who never help anyone. Just surprised." She smiled before walking back into her compartment. I rolled my eyes at her before walking back toward my compartment where my new, and old friends were waiting.


I stood with my mum and dad, waiting to board the Hogwarts Express for my first year at Hogwarts. I looked over at a large family, most of which had red hair. I envied what they had because they had siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles and friends within one family. I had my mum and dad, who don't get me wrong are really good parents, but sometimes I wished that I had a younger brother to torture like siblings did, or an older brother to teach me the ways of Quidditch. My dad put his hand on my back and looked over to where I was staring.

"That the Weasley and Potter families," he said looking at me.

"Really?" I asked shocked. My dad had told me stories about how he had tortured Harry, Hermione and Ron growing up, and how he became a Death Eater. Harry saved his life twice the last day before he decided he never wanted to be involved with the Death Eaters ever again. He once told me that he wished he could take back some of the things he had done during his seven years at Hogwarts.

"Scorpius, can I tell you something?" he asked, looking at me seriously.

"Sure, dad," I said looking at him.

"I know that when I was going to Hogwarts for the first time my dad looked at me seriously and told me that I had better be in Slytherin or it would disgrace the Malfoy name," he began, I sighed looking at the floor, I wasn't like my Grandpa, so I wasn't sure if I would ever make it into Slytherin. I loved school and reading, and I was brave like my mom, "But I want to tell you that it doesn't matter to me if you are in Slytherin or if you are in Gryffindor, I just want you to get a good education in wizardry."

"Thanks dad," I smiled before hugging my parents good-bye.

"Have a good time at school Scorpius!" my mum called after me, "Your father and I will see you at Christmas!"

"Good-bye mum, dad," I smiled before entering the train to Hogwarts.

I walked toward the back of the train until I found a compartment to sit it that wasn't completely full. I finally found one across from one of the red-head girls that I had seen earlier who was also sitting with a blonde who looked a little older. I slid open the compartment door to see two people sitting across from one another.

"Hello," I smiled toward the two people, "Can I sit in here?"

"Of course," the girl smiled politely at me.

"My name is Scorpius Malfoy, I'm a first year. And no I am not a Death Eater, and my father isn't either." I almost growled. It bothered me that whenever people heard the name Malfoy they automatically thought Death Eater. I tried not to let it bother me when people asked me, but sometimes when I answered it sounded a lot more bitter than I thought it would.

"I wasn't going to ask," the girl rolled her eyes turning to face to window.

"Sorry," I said honestly, "Whenever I tell people my name I just say that because people automatically assume that I am a Death Eater just because I am a Malfoy, so I am sorry if I offended you. It wasn't my intention."

"I forgive you," she chuckled, "My name is Chloe Finnigan, I'm a first year. And this over here is Carter Thomas."

"Hello," I smiled at them.

"Hi," the boy answered turning back to face the window.

"Don't mind him, he's just sad he had to leave his girlfriend at home." she laughed.

"She's not my girlfriend!" he hissed through clenched teeth.

"Sor-ry!" she rolled her eyes turning to talk to me again.

"You guys know each other?" I asked confused.

"Oh yeah, we got way back. His mom is best friends with my mom and aunt," she smiled.

Before I got the chance to respond, the red-head in the compartment across from me along with the blonde slid open the door and stepped in.

"Hello," they both smiled.

"Hello," we all answered back.

"Have any of you seen our cousin, Rose?" the blonde asked, "My name is Victoire, and this is my younger sister Dominique."

"Does she also have red-hair?" I inquired.

"Yes, but so does most of the Weasley family," Victoire chuckled.

"I think I know who she is. I can go find her if you want," I offered.

"No, we couldn't intrude. You are meeting each other," Victoire said backing back into the hallway.

"It would be my pleasure, plus, I think these two have some unfinished fighting to attend to," I chuckled walking toward the front of the train, where I thought I had seen Rose enter earlier.

"Thank you so much!" the two shouted after me, "We are truly grateful!"

I walked through the large walkway toward the front of the train until I finally was stopped by the same red hair that had mesmerized me before. I saw her sitting in the compartment with three other people, two girls and one boy. She was reading a book while the other three were talking adamantly to each other. As I slid open the compartment door, she looked up from her book.

"Is one of you Rose Weasley?" I asked, even though I could've guessed which one she was.

"That me," she answered, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"Hello," I smiled, "Umm…your cousin wanted me to find you because she said she had to speak with you about something."

"Thanks," she smiled, and stood up. I was going to offer to help her find her cousin, considering she was walking in the exact opposite direction, but before I could say anything I heard her call me.

"Umm… excuse me?" she yelled politely in my direction.

"Yes?" I asked turning to face her.

"Which cousin? And where?" she laughed, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"Follow me," I chuckled, "I'll show you."

"Thanks," she blushed again as we were about to walk toward her cousin.

The two of us walked in silence for a few minutes until we reached compartment that her cousins were sitting in. I stopped at a compartment that I saw the blonde and red-head sitting in and dropped her off. I smiled at her before walking back into my compartment. I slid open my compartment door and shut it behind me before sitting back where I sat earlier.

"Find her?" Carter asked.

"Yeah I did," I answered.

I laughed beginning to carry on a conversation with Chloe and Carter, they were actually really cool. As we were talking I saw Rose hugging her cousins, then turning, her beautiful curly hair whipping around with her, she walked back in the direction the two of us had walked before.

The rest of the way to Hogwarts the three of us talked about what house we hoped to be in, and what classes we really wanted to take during our seven years at Hogwarts. I smiled at the two realizing that I had already made two really good friends and school hadn't even started yet.

A/N Hello again! I really hope you enjoyed the story! Please review to tell me what you think about my story. Tell me if you like it, love it, or hate it. I will update as soon as I get the chance. Thanks again for reading!