Isangelous Love-a harry potter second generation fanfiction

1-Platform 9 3/4

Chapter 1

Rose's POV

My family walks into the station together. My mum is comforting Hugo, it's my little brothers first year at Hogwarts and he is very nervous. They run through the barrier together, Hugo hugging and refusing to let go of my mum.

I smile at my dad and he laughs, "You did that your first year too."

I shake my head and run through the barrier with my dad close behind me. I see mum and Hugo quickly and push my trolley over to them. Soon after, my dad comes up pushing Hugo's things.

All of a sudden Hugo stops crying and wipes away his tears, a smirk begins crawling across his face, "Where's James?" He asks.

"What's with the change of mood?" I ask him laughing.

"I just thought of a plan to get revenge on James for the prank he pulled on me during holiday!" He exclaims.

James is our cousin, Harry and Ginny's son. Ginny is our dad's sister and she married my mum and dad's best friend. The legendary wizard Harry Potter.

I turn to my mum and dad, "I'm going to put my things on the train and find Ashlynn."

Ashlynn has been my best friend ever since I bumped into her first year.

"Okay, honey, goodbye," says my mum, opening her arms for a hug.

I hug her tightly and turn to my dad who hugs me as well.

As I walk away he calls out, "Don't go and get yourself a boyfriend or anything now!"

My stomach begins to churn when he says that. If only he knew. He would kill me.

"RON!!" I hear my mother say.

I've been secretly dating Scorpius Malfoy since second year and my parents don't know. I'm excited to come back to school and he's the reason.

I take one last glance around the platform but I don't see any sign of Scor or Ashlynn's family.

I look around the train until I finally find a compartment with James, Ashlynn, Lily, Grace, and Albus.

Lily and Albus are James' siblings, Harry and Ginny's children.

Grace and Ashlynn are sisters and Grace is Lily's best friend.

Lily and Grace wae watching James and Ash while giggling. They're sitting really close to each other. James whispers something in her ear and she giggles cutely. Who knew James would get himself a girl?

Albus is taking up two seats while pigging out on chocolate frogs and other items from the trolley. I clear my throat loudly to get Ashlynn's attention, when she sees me she immediately scoots farther away from James. I sit down next to her in the only open seat and she laughs nervously at me.

"So...umm are you guys a thing now?" I ask.

They both nod and look at each other, slightly embarrassed.

"Okay. When did this happen and why did I not know about it until now?"

"I asked her last year on the train ride home but we decided not to tell you," said James.

"We thought you would freak out since he's practically your brother and I'm your best friend," says Ash.

"Well I think it's cute and I couldn't really do anything about it after you guys have kept my secret for so long," I say.

"Where is the one and only Scorpius anyway?" asks James.

"I don't know, he wasn't in the compartment with all of the other Slytherins."

Suddenly Hugo barges into the compartment and tries to sit, causing Albus to squeeze all of his leftover chocolate frogs into his own seat.

Hugo gives him a disgusted look and watches as some Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans fall to the floor, along with some Fizzing Whizbee wrappers.

I laugh a little to myself and lean my head on the window. The last thing I see before drifting off to sleep is Ashlynn resting her head on James' shoulder with her eyes closed. James is looking at her and smiling. It makes me think of Scorpius and I. Which makes me wonder where on earth he was at. I wonder what he's thinking of right now, and if it's of me.

Scorpius' POV

My father has been telling me everything about Hogwarts since we got in our car on the way to the station. I'm a fifth year and he still thinks I need help.

When we finally arrive he says, "Did you get all of that Scorpius? You need to be the best prefect Slytherin has ever seen!"

"Of course, Father," I answer politely.

"Draco, I'm sure Scorpius will be wonderful as always," says my mother.

My parents think school and manners are very important, if I get anything less than excellent on my O.W.L.s, they will be disappointed. I'm so lucky I was chosen for prefect or they would probably have punished me. The best thing about being a prefect is I'm almost positive Rose will be one as well, though she's in a different house, that still means more time with her!

I run through the barrier with my trolley and my mum and dad come in behind me.

My father then straightens my robes and cleans the gleaming prefect badge across my chest. We share our goodbyes and I walk into the train. I head to the prefect compartment, when I get in I'm surprised to see that the Gryffindor prefects aren't James and Rose. Now I have to wait even longer to see Rose again.

"Over here Scorpius!" says Gwyneth while tapping the seat next to her. She must be the other Slytherin prefect.

She's always had a crush on me and she flirts with me nonstop. She can get annoying but sometimes she's useful. Whenever Rose sees her talking to me she gets jealous. I love seeing Rose jealous, it's so adorable.

The train begins to move and I look out the window at all the sad parents waving. Mine had already left to avoid the crowd. They didn't even stay to say goodbye on my first year.

"So, Scorpius, how was your summer break?" asks Gwyneth, scooting a bit closer to me. She probably assumed I wouldn't notice but I did, I scooted farther away from her again.

"Good I guess," I say trying to end the conversation.

"Well mine was awesome! My family went on vacation and my brothers team made the Quidditch finals!" she says.

"Cool," I say, not even making eye contact with her that time.

She scoots even closer to me than before. Enough is enough.

I get up and sit by one of the Gryffindors. Gwyneth stares at me in astonishment when I walk away from her. I lean my head on the window and wait for the professors to come in and explain our duties. As I wait, I think of Rose. I wonder what she's thinking of right now, and if it's of me.