A/N: Hello all, so this is my first ever HP collection fic. So this'll be a oneshot collection fic, I can't say all of them will be unrelated. So the pairing will be Scorpios/Rose cuz they are PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER :D Anyways, here's the first oneshot. Read and review. I have the second one written and if I get at least 3 requests, I'll post it today because I'm not sure if I should or should not. Okay, each oneshot is inspired by a quote and if you leave one in a review, I might use it. Anyways, enjoy! :3

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, I bow down to Queen Rowling who should ruler of the Universe. I don't own Homer either.


Oneshot: First Encounter

Let us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.

-Mother Teresa

September 1, 2017

~From the View of Rose Weasley~

The steam curled from the red train like dancing swans, graceful swirling wisps of white.

Rose Weasley walked with a determined air around her, struggling to keep her emotions controlled.

Today was the day. At last.

Today was the day she would finally leave for Hogwarts. After so long, after listening to her parents' stories, James's adventures and looking at countless pictures, she'd finally be able to experience it all by herself.

Rose carefully made her way onboard, her books (the ones for reading during the journey) clutched tightly to her chest and her trunk gripped in the other hand. Her mind wandered for a bit as she looked for an empty compartment.

"If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you, but no pressure."

Ugh. Sometimes her dad could go a bit overboard with his attempts at humor. For a person like Rose, those kinds of passing remarks meant a lot to her. What if she wasn't in Gryffindor? Well Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad either, Rose wasn't cut out for Slytherin but what about Huff-

Rose's thoughts were cut short when she unceremoniously collided with a person.

"Ow!" she cried as her books flew out of her hand and her trunk clattered onto her foot as she landed on the floor. The boy (oh yes just her luck, a boy) who she had collided with was in the process of getting up and gathering his belongings which mainly consisted of (much to Rose's surprise) books.

"Watch where you're going will you?" said the boy as he got up and dusted off his pants.

"Oh, sorry about that," muttered Rose as she felt a blush creep up to her cheek. She bent down to pick up her possessions when her brilliant blue eyes locked with his cold, grey ones. Rose watched he fixed his tousled hair which was so blond, it was nearly as white as snow. Immediately a name escaped her mouth almost subconsciously.

"You're a Malfoy."

The boy looked up from his possessions and cocked his head to a side. A smile, or more fittingly a half-smirk crossed his face; almost in amusement as he studied her.

"Yes, yes I am. And you..." his eyes searched her face as if trying to pinpoint her. His amused smile widened, "Red hair... vacant expression...countless freckles... you must be a Weasley."

Rose's hand flew to her face, "I most certainly do not have countless freckles! Nor do I have a so-said vacant expression!" she said indignantly.

The boy shook his head, although the smile could be seen widening. He looked down at the scattered books on the ground and his eyebrows furrowed.

"You read Homer?" he asked as bent down to reach a copy of a tattered book.

"Yes," replied Rose, "I've always had a soft spot for Greek Mythology. 'Course most of it is dragon dung," she added after an afterthought.

The boy laughed and looked up at Rose. Suddenly Rose was aware that this was the same boy her father had pointed out at the station and told her to stay away from.

She cleared her throat, "So is this the part where we declare our hatred for each other 'cause of our family history and depart as rivals?"

The boy laughed and simply said, "Be a bit cliché, wouldn't it?"

Just as Rose was about to reply, a sudden clearing of the throat stopped her.

"Uh sorry to interrupt but... you two are kind of blocking the way for us," said a brown haired boy who stood behind them, the first in a line that stretched for a quite a length.

Apologizing profusely, Rose quickly gathered her belongings (grabbing the book from the boy as well) and gripped her trunk tightly.

"Well I'll see you around then...?" the boy extended a hand for her as he swung his trunk over his shoulder.

Rose eyed the hand wearily and then reluctantly took it.

"Rose. Rose Weasley."

"Pleasure. Scorpius Malf-"

He was cut off the boy behind them exclaiming, "Move it, you two dolts!"

Scorpius quickly gave Rose one last smile, a genuinely warm one; before ducking under her arm and scurrying into a compartment.

Little did Rose know, who was now currently looking for her cousin, Albus, that that particular smile was the spark that ignited one of the greatest fires in her entire life.

Fin.


A/N: Hope you enjoyed that. Once more, if you want me to post the second oneshot (which is called A Little Hope) I will. 3 requests or more and it's going up/ Updates will be irregular and PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! :) Also if you're a PJO fan, check out my other story: Meet the Characters. Well that's all :3 Review and feel free to give me a quote/prompt/request.

Love, peace & Nutella :D, xx cuteypuffgirl