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Title: It's All My Fault
Author:
evr_afire
Pairing: Scorpius/Rose, Ron/Hermione
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione learns that Rose is dating Scorpius Malfoy and tries to find a tactful moment to tell Ron. His reaction.
Words: 369
Disclaimer: Oh, you know, I was riding this train in England once, and I got a great idea for a novel! NOT.
Author's Note: DH Spoilers (as if this community isn't already a huge spoiler...). Anyway, Rose and Scorpius are fifth years. Oh, and it's unbeta'd because I didn't feel it needed to be beta'd. Feel free to point out errors.
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There was a long moment of stunned silence. Then Ron slumped into the chair behind him and let out a groan.
“It’s all my fault,” he said through the hands that were covering his face. Hermione turned around from the counter where she had been making tea and frowned at him.
“What’s your fault?” she asked, setting a cup of tea on the table in front of Ron before sitting down herself.
“Rose and that Malfoy boy. I caused it.”
“Don’t be silly, Ron, how could you have caused that?” Hermione’s no-nonsense tone seemed to rouse Ron from his daze; he uncovered his face and sat up, wearing an agonized expression.
“Don’t you remember that day at King’s Cross? Rose’s first trip to Hogwarts?”
“Well, yes, of course I do, but you can’t expect me to remember every single word, can you? It’s been four years, after all.”
“You never seemed to have any trouble remembering things when we were at Hogwarts,” muttered Ron, ignoring the glare he got from Hermione and continuing in a pained voice. “Well, we saw Scorpius Malfoy and his dad, didn’t we? And then I said…Don’t get too friendly, with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood.”
“You remember the exact words? I’m impressed,” Hermione said, somewhat sarcastically.
“I knew it would be a bad omen!” Ron was sitting bolt upright now, and banged his fist on the table for emphasis. “I knew it!”
Hermione gave an impatient sigh. “Really, Ron, we’ve had a conversation about this, and I’m not going to repeat what I told you about omens.”
“Yes, well, now they’re going out, but before long, they’ll be married!” Ron’s expression changed from panicked to horrified. “And then there’ll be little Weasley-Malfoy brats running around with red hair and gray eyes, or blonde hair and blue eyes, or brown eyes and-what?”
Hermione’s face had become rather thoughtful, and she clasped both hands around her mug of tea, staring off into space. “That wouldn’t be too bad, would it? Having grandchildren…” She trailed off with a wistful note in her voice.
Ron groaned and began to bang his head repeatedly on the table.
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Crossposted to
scorpius_rose .
Author:
evr_afire
Pairing: Scorpius/Rose, Ron/Hermione
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione learns that Rose is dating Scorpius Malfoy and tries to find a tactful moment to tell Ron. His reaction.
Words: 369
Disclaimer: Oh, you know, I was riding this train in England once, and I got a great idea for a novel! NOT.
Author's Note: DH Spoilers (as if this community isn't already a huge spoiler...). Anyway, Rose and Scorpius are fifth years. Oh, and it's unbeta'd because I didn't feel it needed to be beta'd. Feel free to point out errors.
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There was a long moment of stunned silence. Then Ron slumped into the chair behind him and let out a groan.
“It’s all my fault,” he said through the hands that were covering his face. Hermione turned around from the counter where she had been making tea and frowned at him.
“What’s your fault?” she asked, setting a cup of tea on the table in front of Ron before sitting down herself.
“Rose and that Malfoy boy. I caused it.”
“Don’t be silly, Ron, how could you have caused that?” Hermione’s no-nonsense tone seemed to rouse Ron from his daze; he uncovered his face and sat up, wearing an agonized expression.
“Don’t you remember that day at King’s Cross? Rose’s first trip to Hogwarts?”
“Well, yes, of course I do, but you can’t expect me to remember every single word, can you? It’s been four years, after all.”
“You never seemed to have any trouble remembering things when we were at Hogwarts,” muttered Ron, ignoring the glare he got from Hermione and continuing in a pained voice. “Well, we saw Scorpius Malfoy and his dad, didn’t we? And then I said…Don’t get too friendly, with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood.”
“You remember the exact words? I’m impressed,” Hermione said, somewhat sarcastically.
“I knew it would be a bad omen!” Ron was sitting bolt upright now, and banged his fist on the table for emphasis. “I knew it!”
Hermione gave an impatient sigh. “Really, Ron, we’ve had a conversation about this, and I’m not going to repeat what I told you about omens.”
“Yes, well, now they’re going out, but before long, they’ll be married!” Ron’s expression changed from panicked to horrified. “And then there’ll be little Weasley-Malfoy brats running around with red hair and gray eyes, or blonde hair and blue eyes, or brown eyes and-what?”
Hermione’s face had become rather thoughtful, and she clasped both hands around her mug of tea, staring off into space. “That wouldn’t be too bad, would it? Having grandchildren…” She trailed off with a wistful note in her voice.
Ron groaned and began to bang his head repeatedly on the table.
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Crossposted to
scorpius_rose .