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Not Your Typical Love Story by Bookwormlovesharrypotter
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Chapter 1
Reactions


Rose Weasley was in a bad mood as soon as she stepped onto Platform 9 ¾. First off, earlier in the morning, her younger brother, Hugo, had woken her up at the crack of dawn to tell her that it was time to got the Hogwarts. As if she didn't know. After being woke up at such an ungodly time, she had stepped into the shower, only to be crushed by fake spiders that Hugo and her other cousin most have put in. Rose screamed at the top of her lungs, thus waking up the entire household. Her mother (Ron refuses to go into the bathroom after seeing the fake spiders) had waved her wand to clean the mess up, but it was too late. Rose was already in a terrible mood. Not even the knowledge of being Head Girl for her final year at Hogwarts was able to lift it up.


So, when her family had finally arrived at the platform, Rose wasn’t feeling any better. And now, there was this dilemma. “Why the bloody hell does it have to be Scorpius Malfoy!” she yelled angrily at her cousin Albus.


“What?” he said, ignorant to what was going on around him. Rose turned to look at him as saw that he was engrossed at the remains of a chocolate frog that covered his fingers. Al didn’t seem that interested, but Rose continued anyways.


“Look! He has the Head Boy badge on. Whose bloody idea was it to give him all the power?”


“What? Who has the Head Boy badge on?” Al said confused, finally looking up from his chocolatey fingers.


But Rose was in her own little world ranting and raging about the new Head Boy. “I mean, do you think it’s wise to give him his own dormitory? Think of all the girls he’s been with. They will all come swarming to his bedroom. I bet there will be a line or a waiting list of girls just waiting to get in. I mean…”


Al interrupted her. “Who are we talking about? It sounds like Scorpius Malfoy but...”


“The one and only,” Rose replied to Al’s unasked question.


“Aren’t you Head Girl?” Al asked shaking his head as if confused. Rose didn’t get what there was to be confused about.


She just glared at him. “Yes, I’m Head Girl you idiot. Have you been listening to me at all this summer? Do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment?” Rose asked him.


Albus just ignored her question. “You know,” he said slowly, “with you and him sharing a dorm…” He stopped not wanting to go on.


“Oh dear God, Al,” Rose said. “What kind of person do you think I am? I’ve been your cousin for your entire life and your best friend since we were in diapers. You should know me by now.”


“Sorry,” Al said sheepishly. “I just don’t like the idea of you and him sharing a dorm. Think of all the things he could do to you.”


“You think?” she asked him dully. Al’s face screwed up in protest, his face turning red. Rose had to laugh at this. Her laughter filled the air and traveled down to where Scorpius, his father Draco, and his mother Astoria were standing. Scorpius looked up, and for a moment, and he and Rose locked eyes, but only for a second. Scorpius as if realizing who she was, turned away stiffly to talk to his father. Rose did the same. To Al, she said, “You think that you have a problem with this, wait until the rest of the family finds out.” With that Rose walked onto the train.





Scorpius could hardly believe his eyes. “Bloody hell,” he said in an undertone.


“What did you say, dear?” asked his mother.


“Nothing mum.” He didn’t know what was stranger. Him getting Head Boy or Weasley getting Head Girl. Come to think of it Weasley did act the part. She always turned in her homework and always got an Outstanding on it. Besides being a kind and caring person, Scorpius had never heard that girl swear once. So it was no surprise that she got Head Girl.


He, on the other hand, was about as strange as a Head Boy could get. His homework was never turned in on time and almost never completed. He swore so much last year that he didn’t have enough time to fit in all of the detentions he got. Never mind that he had probably fucked with almost all of the female population fifth year and up, with an exceptional few. Though he had weeks to wrap it around his head, he still had no idea why he, out of all the other boys, was picked for head boy. Even Al Potter would have made a better Head Boy then him.


“Scorpius, honey, are you alright?” his mother asked him sweetly.


Scorpius snapped into reality at once. “Yes mum, I’m fine.”


“Well good,” his father said as he stood wearily from the bench they were at. “Did you happen to see who the Head Girl is? I wanted to talk to her parents.”


“Yeah, I saw her,” was all Scorpius would say.


“And who is it?” his father wanted to know.


Scorpius couldn’t bare to say her name. Instead, he murmured, “Her,” as he nodded his head towards where Weasley and her cousin stood. As soon as he looked at Weasley, though, his eyes became mesmerized. He noticed everything about her. How the sun made her hair shine like the stars. How her body fit in perfectly with her face. Then, he heard her laugh. Her laugh filled his soul with joy. He locked eyes with her, but realizing what he was doing turned away quickly.


“Rose Weasley?” his father asked him.


Scorpius could barely nod his head in reply. Why was he thinking about her in that way? He couldn’t be attracted to her. It was just that he hadn’t been with a girl for a while, that’s all. After all, he was a Malfoy and she was a Weasley. Dismissing his thoughts he answered his father.

“Yes, the Weasley.”


“Well then, never mind about talking to her parents,” His father said with an edge to his voice. “I know them well enough. But son,” he said quietly, “do not mess around with her.”


“You think that she could beat me in a fight?” Scorpius asked his father, not believing what his father was saying. He was, after all, one of the best if not the best dueler in all of Slytherin.


“You know what I mean.” But as Scorpius’ s face still looked blank he added, “Don’t get in bed with her.”


Scorpius, realizing what his father was saying went red. How his father could even suggest that was beyond what Scorpius could imagine. “Don’t worry father. I won’t.”

He kissed his mother goodbye, who was crying to see her little boy being all grown up. His mother did that every year. Turning to his father, he shook his hand but didn’t look him in the eye. Then, he pick up his baggage and boarded the train.





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