Rose Weasley had taken her fathers words to heart ever since that day at Kings Cross Station. She beat Scorpius Malfoy in everything. Not that it was hard to do so, with his attitude and the mutual hatred that boiled between them. As Rose enters her...
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James Potter II
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Fred Weasley II
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Louis Weasley
Rose sighed as she took in the view of the Quidditch pitch, the early morning fog still hanging thick over the stands. The castle was still asleep, only a few lights dotting the towers. Scents of grass and morning dew filled the arena. Rose was pulled out of her reverie as someone poked her in the back with a broomstick.
"Ow!" She spun on her heel. She rolled her eyes and punched a crimson robed boy in the shoulder.
"Oi, cous!" Albus Potter grabbed his now throbbing shoulder. "Violence, Rose! I thought we talked about this!" Rose jutted her hip out and offered her cousin a grin.
"Yes, I remember." Rose stated. "I just chose not to listen." He rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his messy, dark hair. A clap from their captain cut off the family banter, Albus still holding his shoulder. A group of crimson robes gathered around their captain, all eager to begin flying after a long two months. The captain eyed Albus and Rose.
"You two, cut it out with the family issues!" Rose scoffed at his statement.
"I don't know Louis, you're a part of this too..." She spoke to the red-headed captain, who did not return the smug smile Rose, his cousin offered him.
