Love is Love: A Scorose Fanfic

Chapter 29: We're now 6th Years

(A/N: Okay, this chapter is probably going to be short and a linking chapter. I didn't have that much time to write today. Sorry guys.)

The month of August went by like a breeze. Like Scorpius thought, he wasn't able to go back to Al's house the rest of the summer. Luckily, Harry came home yesterday, and there was a lock-up in Azkaban. Scorpius wasn't mad. He knew that Harry job was very important for everyone's safety.  He was just disappointed he couldn't see his best friend and girlfriend again before summer ended.

It was now September 1st, and you know what that means. It was the day that everyone was going back to Hogwarts. Scorpius, Al, and Rose would return as 6th years. Roxanne and Molly were now 7th years. Luis was a 5th year. And lastly, Rose and Hugo were now 4th years.

Scorpius woke up that morning as usual. He got up, got ready, packed his  trunk, broom, and owl, and placed them all downstairs, ready to go. He got himself some breakfast, and just waited until it was time to leave.

In the Weasley Household, things went as usual too. Chaotic. Like every year, Hugo overslept and hadn't packed yet, so Hermione was yelling at him. While, Rose had packed her things the night before, and woke up that morning ready to go. She was excited for today. Wait. Not just for today. For this entire year. It was 6th year now. Definitely easier than 5th and 7th. And also, her and Scorpius were dating this year. Last year, they were friends, and Rose still had the best time of her life. Imagine the good times they would have this year. Rose could feel her imagination running wild as she stuffed toast in her mouth, waiting for for her brother to get ready.

Soon enough, it was time to leave. Both Rose and Scorpius left for the train station with their families. They both couldn't wait to see each other. The whole car ride there, they both thought about the beautiful moments they shared since June. That summer was the best of both of their lives. They couldn't wait to see what this new school year had in store.

After a long ride, everyone was at the train station. Scorpius got his stuff, and ran through the wall with his father. Once through the wall, he immediately started looking for red-heads. At this point, that became a habit of Scorpius's.

At the same time, Rose and her family ran through the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Right when they came through the barrier, Rose eyes started searching for a platinum-blond head. While she was doing this, her family approached Harry, Ginny, James, Al, Lily, and Caroline. Then, Rose was snapped out of her search when her mum said something.

"Does it feel weird to not be getting on the train?" Hermione asked James.

"Yea, definitely. It feels really weird. But on the bright side, I start practice tomorrow." James responded to his aunt. Then the conversation led to James talking about his signing with Puddermore United, and his new uniform and such.

Then, the conversation turned into talking about Caroline. Everyone was asking about how she was going to go to Hogwarts. It would be a completely new experience for her. She was a little bit nervous. But, you couldn't blame her. She moved to an entirely new country, and would be going to a new school, where everything was done different. While everyone was bombarding Caroline, Rose continued her search.

Eventually, she spotted Draco and Scorpius come through the barrier. Her face lit up when her eyes landed on them. Luckily, her family was looking the other way, so they wouldn't question her change in facial expression.

At first, Scorpius didn't see Rose. His eyes were looking over the entire platform, glancing over every red-head. Actually, Draco noticed Rose before Scorpius did. He gave Rose a nod and a slight smile. When he did this, he noticed that Rose's face lit up. Immediately after this, Scorpius took notice, and his face broke out into a huge smile. Scorpius just wanted to run over there and wrap her in his arms. But, of course, he couldn't, for obvious reasons.