Hermoine Granger/Emma Watson Imagines

You Don't Talk To My Mum Like That

Year: Post-Hogwarts
House: Undecided
Family: Ronald Weasley (Father)
Hermoine Granger-Weasley (Mother)
Relationship with Hermoine: Daughter/Son
Type of Chapter: Regular
Trigger Warnings: None

Summary: Y/N is the daughter/son of Ron and Hermoine who's going to their first year at Hogwarts. On Platform 9¾, they encounter Scorpius Malfoy, the son of Y/Ns parents's biggest rival during their time at Hogwarts and it just gets worse from there as it's discovered that your mum, your dad and Uncle Harry still despises their 'former' enemy.

Y/N's POV: Mum ruffles my ginger locks whilst smiling proudly at me. Today, I'm heading to Hogwarts for my first year and it's quite overwhelming to experience.
"I promise you, you are gonna be fine. Albus is gonna be with you so there's nothing to worry about." She promises me, pulling me into a hug. "You can write a letter to us at any time and me or dad will respond."
"I'm really gonna miss you, mum." I tell her and she smiles at me, kissing my forehead.
"I'm gonna miss you more, if you get on the Quidditch team, don't mention a thing to Dad or Uncle Harry." She advises me, making me laugh. "Go say goodbye to papa then you're off."

Dad pulls me into a tight hug, almost squeezing the life out of me.
"You promise me that if Malfoy's son does anything to you, that you'll knock his teeth out." He whispers making me laugh at his silliness.
"Ron, don't be putting those silly ideas into his/her head." Mum warns him, he winks at me.
"Don't worry, papa. I've got you covered." I respond, making him grin at me.
"Ronald Billius Weasley, stop being a idiot, we don't want him/her getting into a stupid rivalry with Malfoy's son just because we did with his father." Mum continues to warn him, swatting him on the arm playfully before turning to me. "Alright, you head off."

I say my last goodbyes before walking off, I bump into somebody with platinum blonde hair.
"Oi, watch where you're going!" The kid tells me in a aggressive tone before he looks at me and smiles in a strange way. "Are you Ron Weasley and Hermoine Granger's son/daughter?"
"Yeah, you Draco Malfoy's son?" I respond, inquisitively and he nods back.
"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, I've heard a lot about your family from my father but it's mostly negative stuff." He introduces himself, offering a hand for me to shake.
"Y/N Hermoine/Ronald Granger-Weasley, you seem a lot different to your father. My mum and dad told me all about your dad." I respond, shaking his hand gratefully.
"I don't like being associated with my father in that light so I try to be nice to everyone I meet." He tells me, sweetly. "I hope we can be f-" He gets cut off by a voice.
"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, what did I bloody well tell you?!" His supposed father appears behind him, grabbing hold of his shirt. "Keep away from this family and the Potter's!"
"And who must you be exactly?" I ask the platinum-haired man being rude to Scorpius.
"The name is Draco Malfoy if you must know, you were speaking to my son Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy." He replies, spitting his venom at me. "No need to introduce yourself, you're Ronald Weasley and that mudblood Hermoine Granger's son/daughter." I nod, quite confused on why Scorpius's dad is being horrible to him.

"Leave our son/daughter alone, Malfoy." My dad intervenes, protectively pulling me behind him staring at the older Malfoy with a death glare.
"Hello, Weasley, I was just telling him/her to keep their grubby hands off of my boy." Draco replies to my dad. "So how about you keep your mouth shut?!"
"Oi, you leave my husband alone, Malfoy... Let's just keep this calm, there are young children around." Mum tries to defuse the situation but Malfoy shuts her down immediately.
"You can keep your mouth shut, you disgusting and filthy mudblo-" He mocks my mother's blood status but I cut him off.
"Don't you dare say that word" I threaten him, glaring at him. "Nobody speaks to my mum like that so show her some respect."
"Or else what, half-blood?" He inquires, bending down to my height. "What are you gonna do?"
"Oi, you can keep your trap shut, Malfoy!" Uncle Harry tells him whilst he approachs with Auntie Ginny and my best friend Albus. "You leave my bloody goddaughter/goddson alone."
"Fine, come on Scorpius, get on the train. It'll be leaving shortly." Malfoy accepts defeat and walks off.

"Well then, that happened. What even started that?" Auntie Ginny inquires, watching Mr. Malfoy walk off.
"I'll explain later but for now; Y/N, Albus get your butts on the train." Mum tells her but before I get on, Dad pulls me to one side.
"The way you handled Malfoy being rude to you makes me proud that you're my son/daughter." He tells me, kissing my head before I get on the train with Albus. Off to Hogwarts, we go!