Chapter 1 : What Now?
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There are some things you don’t take into account when considering your boyfriend.
Like, say, his family for instance. Which is something I really should have realized before, now that I think about it. It’s a bit of a big deal (massive understatement) in my case.
Hello there, I’m Rose Weasley, daughter of two of the Golden Trio, Hogwarts graduate, and werewolf attack survivor. My boyfriend is Scorpius Malfoy.
Chapter 1: What Now?
I graduated today. Pretty brilliant, eh? Normally, I’m not one for the sappy, “Oh my GOD, I can’t BELIEVE we made it this far!” and all that jazz. But well, in this case I am, in fact, astonished that I made it. ‘Made it’ as in still breathing, as in not dead.
A couple of months back, I was attacked, stalked, kidnapped, and almost killed by a mad werewolf who could hold one hell of a nasty grudge. So yeah, I’m now on the ‘Appreciate this moment, ‘cause it might be your last’ bandwagon. Is that really a bandwagon? It’s actually a bit morbid. And what is a bandwagon anyways?
Moving on! Graduation. Being alive. Right.
It took me awhile, but I was able to move past that nightmare, and surprisingly, the rest of the year passed by without a snag. Well, not any life threatening, terrifying snags at least. It seems all a bit of a blur now actually.
This was my final year at Hogwarts. I became Head Girl, skirted just by death, fell in love, and made a hell of a lot of memories. And now it was over. Well, not really. My life is just beginning.
Is the world ready for Rose Weasley?
Before we can answer that, Rose Weasley had to get through her graduation first, which let me tell you, was no easy feat. Mad cousins, a torn dress, and a boyfriend who is absolutely hopeless at tying ties. Do the math.
I survived though. I walked down that aisle with my classmates, received my diploma, and even got a hug from McGonagall. I’m not going to lie, I did tear up a bit. It’s been such a year, and to look out over those rolling green lawns and up at the soaring turrets of my home away from home, I realized just how much I’m going to miss it. My time at Hogwarts is complete; every teacher has taught me all they can and now I’m off to make my own way, and well, it’s scary.
All of my fellow seventh years have received their diplomas now and families are starting to break off, and mingle together on the sprawling lawn in front of the castle. I scanned the crowd for familiar shocks of red hair, but a warm, familiar hand slipped into mine and I grinned up at my boyfriend.
Ah yes, Scorpius is another tale within itself. Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy. We make quite the pair, eh? We put the whole school in a tizzy when we got together; I swear I saw students taking bets on how long we would last. Honestly, I thought that was rather rude. But given that we loathed each other for several years, I guess I can’t really blame them. Scorpius slipped his arms around me and I leaned into his embrace, resting the back of my head on his shoulder.
“It’s all over,” I murmured. “We’re officially done at Hogwarts.”
He sighed. “I know. It’s just too weird to think about.”
“Tell me about. Now I have to actually act like an adult.” I’m referring to all the scary parts that come with being on my own.
“You already act like an adult.” He was referring to my general air of responsibility and tendency to actually follow the rules. And he’s also well aware that that’s not what I meant.
“You know what I mean.”
He sighed again, running his fingers up and down my bare arms, “I do. Real world, here we come.”
I turned in his arms; his hands sliding down to my waist and mine encircling his neck. I smiled up into his grey eyes, “We’ll manage. I didn’t survive Greyback just to be defeated by the terror of actually having to work for a living.” I kept my voice light and teasing, neither of us liked to think about what a close call it had been.
“I look forward to having to pay bills.”
“And the rent.”
“And buy groceries.”
“And a dog.”
Scorpius grimaced, “I don’t like dogs.”
I gaped at him. “How do you not like dogs?” I cried, I was quite close to taking this rather personally. I had always loved dogs, ever since I was a young girl. “Oh wait, I know,” I smirked, before he could get a word in to defend himself. “You only have a soft spot for peacocks.”
He glared at me, “Those are traditional!”
You see, Malfoy Manor is home to some rather strange inhabitants, pure white peacocks. I didn’t even know they came in that color, let alone that you could get them at the local mart. But in all seriousness, they strut about Scorpius’s manor home as if they own the place, and let me tell you, it is rather hysterical. And I love to tease him about it. Because come on, peacocks?
“Whatever you say, love.” And I broke off his retort by pulling his face down to mine and kissing him. He relaxed against me, hands tightening around my waist while my fingers tangled in his blonde hair.
“Oi! Keep the snogging to a minimum would ya?” My cousin, Al’s irritated voice caused us to break apart, though Scorpius’s arm is still around my waist. We’re standing at the edge of the crowd of parents and assorted family members so it’s not like we’re in the middle of the crowd getting it on, but fine, alright, my dear cousin may have a point.
Note: Snog Scorpius in private
“Alright, alright, we’ll behave,” I promised, but still sent my cousin an amused look. He rolled his eyes and sauntered up to us, leaning against the tree next to Scorpius.
“So, now what?” He said casually.
He meant as in what we were going to do next like right now, in this moment, but for some reason that simple statement took on a whole new depth for me. Now what was right. We were done; our education as witches and wizards was over. School was done and we were being released into the real world. A world full of jobs, paying rent and buying groceries.
Where do I even start?
I felt Scorpius’s intense eyes on me before he even opened his mouth to ask, “What’s wrong, Rose?”
I ran a hand through my dark red hair, trying to think of the best way to articulate what I was thinking. I’m not very good at that, in case anyone didn’t know. “It’s just exactly that, you know? Now what? We’ve got this whole new life ahead of us. Where do we start?”
“I’ll tell you where we start,” Scorpius said suddenly, his eyes darting around for possible escape routes and his face falling when he realized there were none. Of course, I still didn’t know what had him looking like a frightened rabbit in the first place. “We start with my crazy aunt who is heading towards us right now.”
“Aunt? Your dad doesn’t have any siblings!” I was desperately trying to keep my slightly frantic tone down, but my voice kept rising in pitch. Scorpius’s parents may like, and hell, even respect me, but that didn’t necessarily go for the rest of the Malfoys.
I had completely forgotten about Scorpius’s family. Not the brightest move on my part, in hindsight. And as it turns out, I didn’t really take my family into account either. Certainly not my whole family.
I looked to left and saw a thin, petite woman with steel gray hair marching up to us in heels that looked more like lethal weapons than shoes. Then I looked to the right and saw my Uncle George loping up the hill, smiling mischievously, his eyes fixed on us.
Malfoy. Weasley. Poor Scorpius and I, forever caught in the middle.
This was going to be fun.
A/N: So, what did ya think? The focus of this is really going to be on the families. There is so much to play with :D Review!
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