Hello everyone reading this fan-fiction! This is my first Rose/Scorpius fan-fiction and my second Harry Potter fan-fiction (my first one is a Ron/Hermione one called A Different Choice)!

I have wanted to write one about Scorpius and Rose for ages but I had already started and not completed two other fan-fictions so I thought I should finish them first. Which I have now done.

In this story I am planning on showing Rose and Scorpius through their years at Hogwarts so you can see the change in their relationship. For most of the years it will only be one chapter but when I get to 6th and 7th year there is going to be more because I am planning that to be more interesting. Also the first year might be a few chapters because that's when they meet.

First chapter is going to be at Platform 9 and 3/4. There are bits in it from the Epilogue of the Deathly Hallows.

Most chapters will be split into both of their points of view. If it isn't then it will probably be in Rose's point of view because I understand her more as a character.

Anyway I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any living (or dead) part of Harry Potter.

I was so nervous. Not as nervous as I knew Al would be but definitely nervous. I WAS GOING TO HOGWARTS! I was really excited at the same time though. I had been really jealous of all my cousins going to Hogwarts, especially James since him, Lily and Albus were the cousins I saw the most. Probably because Dad and Uncle Harry are best friends. They always have been, ever since their first ride on the train to Hogwarts. Luckily for me I have Al so that I already have a friend which is good. I'm not the best a socialising. I get that from Mum.

At the moment we, as in Mum, Dad, Hugo and I, are driving to Kings-Cross so I can get on the train to Hogwarts. I really want to be in Gryffindor but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad.

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I was so nervous. But really excited at the same time. I WAS GOING TO HOGWARTS! Since I was an only child and so were my parents it meant that I was the first (and last) in my family to go. I had been looking forward to it for years.

The only thing that was really bothering me was the sorting. My whole family had been in Slytherin for centuries. What if I wasn't put in Slytherin? What would my grandpa say? He told me before we left that I had to be put in Slytherin. For this reason I hope I was. I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad. If I was put in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff I knew that my family would get REALLY angry at me.

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We finally arrived at the station, Mum, Dad, Hugo and I. I couldn't wait to find Al so that I would have someone to be nervous with.

"Mum, I want to go too!" Hugo whined.

"You'll be going in 2 years time Hugo. You have to wait your turn." Mum said.

"So unfair." He grumbled. That was so like my brother. Well at least he had Lily to complain with. From what Al had told me, she was annoyed about not being able to go either.

"I had to wait eleven years so you have to as well!" I told him. He was already 9 and complaining about everything left, right and centre. I wished I had had a little sister instead of a little brother, or bother. I would gladly swap Hugo for Lily.

We made our way to the barrier of platforms nine and ten. I had done this once before. Two years ago when we came to see James off. It was just Hugo and I because Mum and Dad had work so Aunty Ginny and Uncle Harry were looking after us. I grabbed hold of my Dad's arm and he pushed my trolley with me through the barrier. I winced just before we got to it, expecting a crash. Luckily no crash came and suddenly we were on Platform 9 and ¾.

We walked to the end carriage and Dad helped me put my luggage up into the luggage racks of the end compartment.

"When do you think they'll get here?" I asked him.

"Don't worry Rosie, they'll be here soon." Dad told me.

"Okay." I said and I hopped off the train so I could look for my Aunty, Uncle and cousins.

That was one of the many things I liked about being a Weasley; having loads of relatives. You were never lonely when you had 10 or so cousins you could talk to. I was glad that I only had one brother though. Dad had 5 brothers (he now only has 4 because Uncle Fred died in the Battle of Hogwarts) and one sister and was always complaining about them.

Then I saw them.

"Hi!" Albus said to us as he, Aunty Ginny, Uncle Harry and Lily walked over to us. James had disappeared and was probably with some friends.

"Hi!" I said back as the grown-ups stated having a conversation about muggle driving tests.

"How are you?" He asked me.

"A little nervous." I said truthfully, "But I'm also really excited!"

"Me too. I am a lot nervous though!" he said. We heard Lily and Hugo having a discussion on what houses they were going to be in.

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

Albus and I looked at each other, shocked.

"He doesn't mean it." Aunty Ginny and Mum said together. Dad wasn't paying attention anymore. He pointed over his shoulder and said to Uncle Harry.

"Look who it is." I looked over interestedly, so did Al. I saw a man there who looked about my parents' age. He was tall and had pale blond hair and a pointed chin, he had very pale skin. He was standing next to a woman who was very beautiful and I assumed was his wife. They had a boy with them who looked the same age as Al and I. He had the same blond hair as his dad and the same cold grey eyes. He looked just like his dad, just like Albus looks like Uncle Harry. I saw the boy's dad turn and nod at Uncle Harry and Dad. The boy turned also and caught my eye. He frowned and then looked away.

That was weird.

"So that's little Scorpius," Dad said under his breath. "Make sure you beat him in every test Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains." I looked back at the pale boy and saw him talking to his father, and then he turned around and looked at me again. This time he glared. I glared right back; I had no objection now to beating him in every test as this surge of hatred came through me.

"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Mum to my dad, she was half stern, half amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school." Too late I thought to myself. It was so on; I was going to try my hardest to beat him in EVERYTHING.

"You're right, sorry. Don't get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood." Dad said.

"How do you know he's a pure-blood?" I asked him as James came bounding up to the adults and started going on about Teddy and Victoire, he is so behind the times. I have known about them for ages and I'm only 11. He's 13.

"The Malfoys have been pure-blood for centuries Rosie. Things won't have changed." He told me darkly.

"Why don't you like him Dad?" I asked. I didn't like him but I wanted to know why my dad didn't.

"The Weasleys and the Malfoys have hated each other for years Rose, that's just how it is. Little Scorpius's granddad was a big supporter of You-know-who. His dad went to school with us and was in the same year as your mum, Uncle Harry and I. We all hated him. He constantly made fun of my family and your mother's heritage. He annoyed your mum so much one day that she punched him in the face. That was in third year. Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix." He explained.

"Wow. How horrible!" I said and turned and glared at Scorpius. I saw him glaring back.

I don't know why but I hated everything about that boy. We hadn't even said two words to each other and yet we both knew we hated each other.

I got on the train and waited for Al, who was talking to his dad. I saw Malfoy get on the train too, this was going to be one heck of a year.

I guess it's just hereditary; Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

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Mum, dad and I reached the divide between Platforms 9 and 10. I was a tiny bit nervous about doing this. I am sure everyone is though.

Dad steered my trolley and I gripped his arm and we walked to the divide between the platforms. I closed my eyes, waiting for the crash but it never happened.

Dad found some friends from work so we walked over to them. I think that Dad's friend's name was Gregory Goyle. They went to school together apparently and their other friend Crabbe had died because of his own curse at the Battle of Hogwarts all those years ago.

Mr Goyle had a son with him who looked to be the same age as me.

"Scorpius, this is Mr Goyle and his son Vincent. Vincent is starting Hogwarts as well." Dad said.

"Hi." I said to Vincent.

"Hello." He said back. He looked like quite a shy boy but I was sure we would be friends.

Just then I noticed my dad turn around. I turned around also. He was looking at a family at the end of the station. There were four adults. Two of them (a man and a woman) had flaming red hair and very similar features so I guessed that they were related. There was also a black haired man who looked strangely familiar and a woman there who had bushy brown hair, she was holding the arm of a small brown haired boy, and he looked about 9 or 10. The little boy was talking to a small read headed girl of about the same age as him, also with flaming red hair.

There were two other children with them. One of them had black hair and looked very similar to the black haired man so I assumed that they were father and son. I looked at the girl standing beside him. She also had red hair but it wasn't quite as flaming as the two adults. It was very vivid but had touches of brown in it. It was also quite bushy, just like her mum's. As I looked at the girl, she looked at me. I frowned. There was something I couldn't quite put my finger on about her. I saw my dad nod at the two men and then he turned around.

"Dad?" I asked, "Who are those people?" I was very curious.

"Those are the Weasleys and the Potters." He said darkly. "All of them were at Hogwarts with me; the two men and the brown haired woman were in the same year as me. I hated them. The girl punched me in the face in third year."

"Really?" I asked. "How come you nodded at them then? If you hate them." I turned and looked at the girl again, I felt hatred inside of me and I glared at her. She looked startled for a second and then glared right back.

"Because at the Battle of Hogwarts they saved my life twice in one day. It's not something that I like to think of though. Weasleys and Malfoys have been enemies for years, even before me. Make sure you try and beat the girl, Rose I think her name is, in every test. Don't worry if you don't though. Her mother bet me in everything, well except the Quidditch pitch, that was her Uncle. It's a well known fact that Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix." I felt determined to beat her in everything. I looked at her again and she was glaring at me so I naturally glared back.

I don't know anything about that girl but I knew that I hated everything about her. We hadn't even said two words to each other yet we knew we hated each other.

And with that I got onto the train with Vincent and the whistle blew. I saw Weasley get on. This was going to be one heck of a year.

I guess it's just hereditary; Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

Author's note: I hope you liked that chapter. Please please please keep reading even if you don't like it because it could get better, you never know.

If it wasn't clear the POV go: Rose, Scorpius, Rose, Scorpius.

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