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Dear Diary by Mischief_managed18
Chapter 8 : Luggage
 
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A huge thanks to my reviewers from the last chapter, you guys are incredible. Magic_Hogwarts, {Faux the Phoenix}, AriesGirl40, Bailey, and We Are Padfoot and Prongs.

Disclaimer: I know that I'm no JK Rowling, and I know you readers are smart and know what's mine and what isn't. The characters and this world all belong to the AMAZING JK Rowling! Also, The Mortal Instruments and Infernal Devices series both belong the the ever amazing Cassandra Clare. :)

I would also like to extend my thanks to my amazing beta reader, MadiMalfoy, for sticking with me through my craziness and for being one of my best friends. :)






 

August 31, 2017

Dear Diary,

I swear, this has been the absolute longest week of my entire life. Normally, summer would come to a close and all it would mean is the end of a season. This time however, it means the beginning of a huge chapter in my life.

Most of my week consisted of reading, or rather rereading one of my absolute favorite series of books- The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare, as well as the series’ prequel series- The Infernal Devices.

I’ve found that I’m in a much better mood when I read my books because I get so sucked into their worlds and they provide a nice distraction. Though, I’ve also found that I get so attached to the characters that I feel as if they’re real.

I guess I’m more nervous than I’d ever thought I would be, and I’m not entirely sure why. I knew it showed though, as my mother constantly kept checking on me.

A few days back, mum gave me yet another present. She found me in my tree house as usual and handed me a wrapped package. I took it hesitantly and she prompted me to open it. It was an electronic book reader that she’d apparently had for years. She’d taken the time to put all my favorite books and stories on it and performed magic on it so that it would actually work at Hogwarts as well as stay fully charged so I would never have to bring a charger to school.

Being my mother, however, she told me I had to read more paper books than I did from the device, but she’d wanted me to be able to take some of my favorite Muggle books with me. My mum is always looking for ways to incorporate Muggle stuff into the magic world. Anyways, I’m ranting. I think it’s best if I get to—or try at least—to sleep. Goodnight.

~Rose

~*~*~*

*The next morning*

Rose groaned as she stood by the door, looking extremely anxious to leave, her trunk next to her and Elune perched on top in her cage.

“Why are you groaning?” Hermione asked as she came into the room.

“We’re going to be late!” Rose grumbled, glancing around as if searching for something.

“Your father and brother will be down in a moment. Stop fretting, Rose. We still have a few hours yet and all we have to do is stop by the Potters’ house. You know the drill, Kingsley sent a Ministry car for all of us.”

“The perks of being friends with the Minister for Magic,” Ron said as he came into the room, Hugo a few steps behind him.

“And you working as an Auror alongside Harry. Not to mention the fact that I work for the Ministry as well,” Hermione said with a tone of amusement.

Ron laughed and kissed his wife on the cheek, “You’re quite right, dear. All of that definitely helps as well.”

“Well, seeing as Rose is anxious to leave the house, I talked to Ginny a few minutes ago and she suggested grabbing breakfast near King’s Cross?” Hermione suggested, now that the whole family was present.

“But I’m starving,” Ron groaned.

“You’re always hungry. Grab some fruit or something to eat now then, Ronald. We’ll be there in an hour or so, I’m sure you can manage,” Hermione said, giving him a playful smile as he made his way to the kitchen. He emerged a few seconds later with a half-devoured muffin he’d managed to find, eating as they made their way to the front door.

“Packed everything, Rose?” Hermione asked her daughter for the third time that morning.

“Yup!” Rose said, beaming at her mother. “I’ve checked several times.”

“I’m so glad you always manage to think ahead,” Hermione said as her children and husband walked through the front door. She followed behind, closing and locking the door with her wand as they made their way to the yard.

“Hand me your trunk, Rose. I can carry it to their house for you,” Ron said as he took the trunk from her. “Bloody hell!” he grunted, nearly dropping it.

“Careful!” Rose said, looking concerned.

“What’s in here?” he groaned as he lifted and began to lead his family across the field and to the Potters’.

“Nothing,” Rose said a little too quickly. “Just the usual first year stuff.”

 “Bloody hell, James! Would you mind NOT killing your sister? SHUT IT!” they heard Ginny yelling as they approached the house.

“Nothing changes,” Ron mumbled as they walked up to the back door. Hugo ran ahead and knocked on the door.

A flustered looking Ginny answered the door, holding James up by the back of his collar, her hair in her face.

“I swear, this kid gets so rowdy when he’s nervous,” she said through bared teeth, letting his collar go.

“I’m not nervous,” James muttered as he ran to the next room. Ginny sighed, her hair hanging around her face like a mane.

“You look like a lioness,” Hermione said, smiling at Ginny as she led them into the house.

“They should all be ready in a moment,” Ginny said as they made their way into the living room. She flopped onto the couch and mumbled into the cushion, “I need sleep.”

“Come now, Ginny. You can sleep in the car, love,” a voice said from the kitchen.

“NANA!” Rose nearly screamed, running across the room and giving her grandmother a hug.

“Hello, Rose,” Molly said, smiling and hugging her granddaughter. “Come here, Hugo,” she said, gesturing to her grandson who immediately smiled and ran over to hug his grandmother.

“Let’s get going,” Molly said, making her way to the couch to get her daughter up and moving. Ginny reluctantly got off the couch and shuffled after her mother out the back door and to the car with Ron, his children following.

Rose skipped alongside her aunt and grandmother once they were outside making their way to the car. Harry stood next to the car with a scared looking Albus as Ron made his way over and loaded Rose’s trunk into the car.

Albus and James’ owls sat in their cages next to the car—Al’s snowy owl that he’d named Hedwig and James’ barn owl, Ares—both hooting as the families dashed about. Rose shifted Elune to her other hand as she made her way to the car, smiling at Al.

James came out of the house a few moments later with Hermione and Lily, looking much calmer than he had minutes previously.

“All right, everyone in!” Molly said, opening the door and ushering everyone into the car.

“Where’s granddad?” James asked, glancing around hopefully.

“He’s with Bill and Fleur helping them get Dom and Vicky to the train on time,” she said, rolling her eyes. Her distaste for Fleur was obvious, even now. “They’ll meet us at the station.”

Everyone made their way into the car, Al and James the last to step in because they had to grab their owls’ cages.

Rose gasped as she climbed in, clearly not having expected what was before her. The car had looked tiny from the outside, but the inside was enormous.

There was a small kitchen, just a refrigerator and a counter with a microwave though, two large sofas, a TV against the far wall, and a door off to the side that was slightly ajar, revealing a small bathroom.

“I love magic,” Rose said as she plopped onto the couch, setting Elune’s cage at her feet. Harry beamed at her as he closed the door behind Al.

Al made his way over and sat next to Rose, giving her a nervous smile, and within moments, the car was moving.

~*~*~*~

September 1, 2017

Dear Diary,

Today is the day I’ve been waiting for since I first heard about it. I’M GOING TO HOGWARTS!

I’m super nervous about everything, especially being sorted into a house. I mean, what if I’m unsortable? Would I have to go live in a broom closet? Would I be like the house elves?

Mum’s calling me from downstairs, so I suppose it’s time to go. I’ll write more tonight after I’ve been sorted… if I get sorted.

~*~*~*~

An hour or so later, the car came to a stop and Al groaned, looking as if he might throw up.

Everyone piled out of the car and quickly closed the door behind Harry as he climbed out last, earning a few odd looks from passing Muggles upon seeing ten people climb out of the small car.

The car had dropped them off at a little café, the driver promising to be back for them in forty-five minutes.

The families put the kids at one table and the adults at the other in the hopes that it would be far easier to be seated and served that way.

Within ten minutes, everyone had muffins, bagels, bacon, biscuits, or pancakes loaded onto their plates, and orange juice, coffee, or tea in their cup.

Al and Rose picked at their food, hardly eating as they exchanged nervous glances from across the table while James, Hugo, and Lily were eating their food and conversing as if it were any other day.

Right on time, they were paying the bill and stepping out to the curb forty-five minutes later, just as the car was pulling up to get them.

**10:40 AM**

The Ministry car pulled up to the curb at King’s Cross station about twenty minutes before the Hogwarts Express was due to leave and the families piled out of the car in mass chaos.

“Ginny, do grab Ares for James, will you?” Molly shouted to her daughter as James nearly walked off without him, leaving a screeching owl behind.

“Lily, grab Hedwig, please?” Harry said and Lily beamed, happy to have something to do.

Al looked as if he wanted to say something to her but instead swallowed and followed closely behind his father as they made their way to grab trolleys for everyone’s trunks.

Five minutes later, the whole lot was making their way through the barrier between platforms nine and ten as inconspicuously as possible, going in pairs as best they could.

Rose froze as the Hogwarts Express came into view. The large, scarlet steam engine glistened and smoke blew from the top. People bustled around from all sides and a smile crept across her face.

Al walked up next to her and nudged her arm with his shoulder, “It’s really happening.”

“Yeah,” she whispered, smiling at him.

“Come on, Rose,” Hermione said, putting her arm around her daughter and leading her towards one of the train cars.

There was a low growl from behind Rose; she turned to see Ron glaring down the platform. She followed his gaze and saw Scorpius standing not too far away with his parents.

“Rose,” Ron said, leaning down to his daughter, his face a few inches from hers. He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked directly at her. “You will beat that boy at everything, you understand me?”

“Ronald,” Hermione said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Daddy, I don’t kn-”

“Just promise me that you’ll make sure you beat him at everything,” Ron demanded, his eyes boring into Rose’s.

“I promise,” she whispered and Ron pulled her into a hug.






So?! How did you like it? I know it was more of a filler chapter, not a whole lot happened. What house do you think they'll be sorted into (Scorpius, Al, and Rose)? Do you think Rose will be able to hold true to her promise? What will Scorpius be like? I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK! :p Fill that empty box down there with some words and I'll be happy. :p
~Mischief_managed18



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