A/N Some swearing and short tempers because it is a school full of teenagers. Loads of hormones my friends.
Rose
"Welcome back everyone",says Professer McGonangall. "Now it's time for the Sorting."
Lovely. Let's see the first-years who I have no connection to get sorted in to one of the four houses. I never have paid attention to the sorting except first year and third year and then only because it involed Hugo. I never like the Sorting because I have to wait to eat my food. I'm never really patient especially when it comes to food and don't I know it. Mum constantlyberates me about it. Dad on the other hand just laughs about it and says that's the Weasley in me. of course I clap politely when a student becomes a gryffindor.
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"Finally" Hugo cries in delight I'm absolutely starving. Everyone laughs including the professers. My brother is quite a colorful character. It doesn't help that Hugo is extremely michevious.
"Yes Mr. Weasley" Professer McGonagall says good-naturedly. "I too am absolutely starving but first a few words of welcome are in order first I'm afraid. Please remember the Forbidden Forest is as the name implies forbidden to all student unless specified. Also Mr. Filch tells me any Weasley's Wizard Wheezes products are forbidden and any found in a student's possession will be confiscated That is all."
Food suddenly appears and my brother being my brother completely pigs out on the food.
''Dis is so goob'', Hugo says spraying food all over the table. Nuffin' compares to 'Ogwart feasts. I wuv dis foob doo much.
''Eeew stop it. You're soo disgusting!'' screams Lily in disgust
I just roll my eyes. Deep breaths, Rose.
''WEASLEY IS OUR KING! KING! KING OF MUDBLOOD SPAWN PIGS!'' shouts the piece of hippogriff shit known as Malfoy. ''NO WONDER HIS SISTER IS SUCH A COMPLETE BITCH! I WOULD DISOWN MYSELF IF I WERE RELATED TO EITHER OF THEM. HMM, LET'S SEE THE KNOW-IT-ALL OR THE PIG!
''SHUT UP MALFOY!'' Hugo and I shout together. My face feels extremely warm and I swear I want to punch him smack the middle of his handsome arrogant face. Wait...what? Before I know it he's coming over to the Gryffindor table.
''This is soo sweet ,Malfoy simpers in singsong. The Weasley boy hates mee but the girl has fallen in love with me.''
Everyone is deathly quiet. Slytherins never come to the Gryffindor table especially Malfoy. I can tell the teachers have no idea what to do. No one dares approaches
''Leave her alone'', Albus scowls. ''Purebloods like you usually don't talk to us. Aren't you always saying we're beneath you and not fit for company?''
''It does appear to be true ever since first year Malfoy'' I sneer. ''Why have the rules changed all of a sudden? Torturing us from afar isn't good enough for you anymore?''
''Perhaps you actually love tormenting us so much you decide to take it to the next level, little ferret?'' snarls James. That or it's some sick cry for help.
''WHY WOULD YOU UNDER STAND SCORPY?!'' screams the most annoying-girl-ever Petra Blaise. ''HE'S EXTREMELY COMPLEX AND THE MOST CARING PERSON EVER!''
Everyone of the students starts laughing at Malfoy, who at this point is red with anger and embarrassment. James, Albus, and I are all shouting at Malfoy who is shouting back at us
''SILENCE! Everyone to bed NOW!'' Professer McGonnagall says commandingly. ''Not you four you're coming with me. I expect this behavior from first- years not fifth years. Mr. Potter don't worry I'm aware you are in sixth year. Come with me please. Your parents have been owled and are waiting for you along with your respective heads of house.''
We led to her office and see Uncle Harry, Aunt Ginny, Mum, Dad and Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy..
''Hi Mum and Dad'', James smiles. ''Lovely weather isn't? It's amazing how good your lungs feel after a good debate.''
Professer Longbottom and Professer Slughorn step up from the back of the office.
''Detention for two months for Miss Weasley and Mr. Potter the younger'', states Professer Longbottom. ''The elder one has four months.''
''Mr. Malfoy has the same detention as Miss Weasley'', Professer Slughorn says.
''Perhaps they'll learn to get along.'' says Professer McGonagall quietly. Alright bed, you have classes in the morning. Unless your parents want to talk to you.''
''Yes please'' Mum says in a controlled voice as she leads me to a corner. Dad follows behind us.
''Why Rose why?!'' Mum shrieks. '' You are fifteen not five. Just because his last name is Malfoy doesn't mean you have to hate him. Please remember that Rosie.''
''Fine I won't be mean to him'', I reply coldly. Maybe I'll even date him and while I'm at marry him.''
''NO, NOT AFTER LAST YEAR!'' Dad shouts. ''HE WON'T HURT MY ROSIE AGAIN!''
I storm off to the Gryffindor common room. Roxy waves me over to where she's sitting.
''How did it go? Aunt Hermione go easy on you'' She asks.
''Horrible and no I got told how I should be nice to poor little Scorpius Malfoy'', I reply.
''Well it's bedtime'' Roxy yawns.
''Wait up!'' I cry as I run up behind her.
