Roses | Female Ron Weasley x Draco Malfoy

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Rose woke up the next morning, cheerfully.

She put on an outfit, brushed her hair, and put on a thin coat of makeup. She smiled at herself in the mirror and unlocked the washroom, to a disgruntled Ginny, who's nest of hair were looking uncombable.

She skipped to Harry's room, who woke up looking irritable.

Rose didn't understand, what was so irritable about going to Hogwarts.

She missed everything about it. Even her stupid fights with Malfoy.

She had to admit, lately her fights had gotten almost playful, but at times, he would snap about her family, which was not funny.

"The sooner we get on the train, the better," Rose said. 

"At least I can get away from Percy at Hogwarts. Now he's accusing me of dripping tea on his photo of Penelope Clearwater. You know," 

Rose smirked, "his girlfriend. She's hidden her face under the frame because her nose has gone all blotchy..."

"I've got something to tell you," Harry began, but they were interrupted by Fred and George, who had looked in to congratulate Rose on infuriating Percy again.

"What were you saying?" Rose asked Harry as they sat down.

 "Later," Harry muttered as Percy stormed in.

"It's all right, Crookshanks," Hermione cooed through the wickerwork. "I'll let you out on the train."

"You won't," snapped Rose. "What about poor Scabbers, eh?"

...

The ride to the trip was very boring, as everyone was rather excited but containing it.

They stood in front of the Platform.

In a moment, they had fallen sideways through the solid metal onto platform nine and threequarters and looked up to see the Hogwarts Express, a scarlet steam engine, puffing smoke over a platform packed with witches and wizards seeing their children onto the train.

Percy and Ginny suddenly appeared behind Harry. They were panting and had apparently taken the barrier at a run.

"Ah, there's Penelope!" said Percy, smoothing his hair and going pink again. 

Mrs. Weasley kissed all her children, then Hermione, and finally Harry. 

"Do take care, won't you Harry?" she said as she straightened up, her eyes oddly bright. 

"I've made you all sandwiches. Here you are, Rosie... no, they're not corned beef... Fred? Where's Fred? Here you are dear...

"Harry, a word?" Mr. Weasley asked, Harry.

Rose, got onto the train, looking for a compartment with Hermione.

 Harry ran to the compartment door and Rose threw it open and stood back to let him on. They leaned out of the window and waved at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley until the train turned a corner and blocked them from view.

"I need to talk to you in private," Harry muttered to Rose and Hermione as the train picked up speed.

"Gins, is it okay, if we talk privately?," asked Rose.

"Sure, I need to meet up with Luna anyway," said Ginny.

Harry, Rose, and Hermione set off down the corridor, looking for an empty compartment, but all were full except for the one at the very end of the train.

This had only one occupant, a man sitting fast asleep next to the window. Harry, Rose, and Hermione checked on the threshold. The Hogwarts Express was usually reserved for students and they had never seen an adult there before, except for the witch who pushed the food cart.