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Harry, Ron, Hermione, George, Scorpius, Albus, Lily (II), Hugo, Rose, OC
Primary Relationship
Secondary Relationship(s)
Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione
Humor, Romance, Angst
Next Generation
Mild Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Contains Spoilers
Story Reviews
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2007-08-28 10:39am
Last Chapter
2010-04-29 6:13pm
Last Updated
2010-04-29 6:13pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 My Wish

I wished that my family would not be so hectic right now, and my younger cousin and brother would not be scared. They seemed to be afraid of the other students, although it seemed immature for their ages of fifteen. They stayed close to each other and their large circle of friends, who all seemed to be from Gryffindor. It made me worry, and for once in my life, I really was scared of the future and how this would all turn out.

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2 Chiromancy

Chiromancy is the art of palm reading, also known as Palmistry. I can barely predict the future--how am I supposed to know if what I see is right?

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3 Dream Journal

In Divination, we were assigned a dream journal. We were not required to write in it every night, because some people didn’t dream every night, but I usually did. It was interesting to write down what happened in a dream, because when I remembered what had happened, it was like I was reliving it. It was as if I was living a fantasy. I was doing everything that I couldn’t do in real life. I could fly without a broomstick, or turn invisible without an invisibility cloak.

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4 Your Father...

No, these villains were smarter than that. They couldn’t be like all of those villains in the muggle books I read; those were stupid, and I always wanted to jump in and tell them what they were doing wrong. These real life villains had just started coming out, hadn’t they? They had been hiding for the past twenty-four years, meeting secretly without the Aurors noticing. They had been planning everything that was going to happen, and how it was going to happen. No one was stupid enough to just go on a mass murder run without a plan.

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5 Ignorance Is Bliss

“Scorpius!” I yelled, dragging it out to make it more syllables than it really was. I watched as the double doors of the library swung shut behind him, and I felt anger swell up inside of me. How dare he walk away from me? How dare he just leave me when I could have given him some sort of proof that my dream was false? He was being arrogant—a trait which I knew he had inherited from his father. This was the reason I doubted why I was friends with him. He was too haughty for his own good.

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6 Thumb War

“My dad told me to beat you at every test, and not to get too friendly with you.”

“Hey, the one rule you’ve ever broken!” he announced happily, forcing me into a thumb war. He seemed way too excited about this—I would have thought that he would be insulted that my father wanted me to beat him at every test. And that he didn’t want me to be friends with a Malfoy.

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7 Fairytales

When I was younger, say seven or eight, I believed that the princesses from Muggle fairytales actually existed. I believed that there was a Cinderella somewhere who had gone from a maid to a princess overnight. I believed that because I could do magic, I was going to end up being a fairy Godmother someday and granted some random girl’s wishes.

I wanted to be one of those princesses, not the fairy Godmother.

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8 Twenty Questions

“Okay, this is called Twenty Questions. I think of something—”

“—and I ask twenty questions about it to try to figure out what it is. I used to play it all the time when I was younger. As in, five years old, younger,” I sneered, and Scorpius pushed me gently again. “I’m just saying. Anyway, I’m pretty good at this game, so this shouldn’t take long. I’m guessing ten questions, tops.”

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9 Energy Bars

I ripped the energy bar’s wrapping off and looked at it. It looked like a normal energy bar. And when I bit into it, it tasted like a regular energy bad. Maybe Uncle George was being spontaneous and decided to send me an energy bar—maybe it wasn’t from his shop, after all.

Except for the fact that it seemed to work almost immediately. I suddenly felt perkier (a lot perkier, actually)—and a lot less tired. It was an amazing feeling; I was going to have to order some more of those things from the shop (and probably make Uncle George die of shock).

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10 Passing Notes

Last night, remember? You ate an energy bar from your uncle’s shop and basically went crazy. You wanted to take one thousand points from Gryffindor for seeing two students run in the hallways. Or did you forget? Oh, by the way, I checked for you, and the points were never taken from your house.

Wait a minute. That actually happened? It wasn’t a dream? Wait another minute. Did that mean that I actually kissed Scorpius? That he actually kissed me? Holy mother of Merlin!

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11 Impending Doom

“My family and friends or your friends first?” I asked Scorpius in a whisper (although it seemed to echo throughout the room like a scream), trying to move my lips as little as possible. I glanced over at my family, all of whom carried mixed expressions. Lily looked absolutely ecstatic—it probably took everything in her power to keep her from jumping out of her seat. Hugo looked like he could care less, although that was usually what he looked like, anyway. And Albus… oh, dear Albus… his eyes were narrowed, and he looked angry.

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12 Seer

Professor Firenze sighed and put down the dream journal he was reading. “Miss Weasley, there is a large connection between what is happening in your head and what is happening outside of it. Strangely enough, it seems to me that you and Mr. Malfoy have acquired a bit of divination skills from taking the class for so long. I have never seen that happen before,” he admitted, and I threw a hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming out.

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13 Dreamland

“Rose, are you okay?” someone said. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and someone began to shake me very gently. I closed my eyes tighter and tried to ignore whoever was shaking me, but this only made them shake me harder. I let my entire body relax, hoping that the dead weight would make them leave. It didn’t. “Rose, wake up!”

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14 Rosie

Rosie makes you sound so young and girly! Don’t three-year-old girls like being called nicknames like Rosie?” Scorpius sneered, and I swung my elbow into his ribs. He yowled in pain and clutched his side, looking up at me. James laughed uncontrollably, and he reached over to give me a high-five. James took only a moment to compose himself, but Scorpius took a little longer. “Fine, it isn’t that bad a name! It’s still girly, though.”

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15 Hypothetical Situations

I looked at Albus, narrowing my eyes, but the smile remained plastered on his face. Perhaps he had already had too much candy. “I have a hypothetical question for you,” I said, instead of giving him the real story. “What would be the first thought going through your head if you found out that your boyfriend—or, I guess, girlfriend, in your case—was sneaking out in the middle of the night and wouldn’t tell you why when you asked where he was going? What would you think she was doing?”

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16 Unworthiness

“Oh, Rosie, I’m sorry! This is my fault!”

I blinked in confusion, allowing more tears to slip from my eyes. I sniffled, and Albus took my elbow, pulling me out of the shop. I sincerely hoped that Scorpius had gone far enough away that he wouldn’t be able to see me. Albus pulled me to a bench, sitting me down before placing himself beside me. His head slumped into his hands, cradling himself in a way that made me worry. What could possibly be his fault?

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17 Astrology and Horoscopes

Scorpius had been completely serious when he suggested to go with Albus’ plan to “forgive and forget”. Not only did we forgive each other (him for being devious, me for being downright stupid and not trusting him), but we also forgot. At least, Scorpius did. He would not touch me or come within spitting distance of me. Instead, he stayed away, watching me only from the corner of his eye, sure not to make eye contact for more than a second at a time.

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18 Gossipmongers

The press officially released the news concerning Draco Malfoy.

This, of course, meant that everyone in the entire school already knew what happened to Draco Malfoy and started vicious rumours about Scorpius. Vicious rumours that I disputed but didn't necessarily disagree with.

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19 Silence

"Why have you stopped believing me?”

The cloaked man unfolded his arms and moved his hands to his pockets. “Your son…” There was a smile beneath the hood.

This conversation seemed far too familiar to Malfoy, and he furrowed his eyebrows. “Right.” He ran his hand through his hair. That seemed familiar, too. “Scorpius.”

Something wasn’t right here.


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