Harry Potter Gen 3

Rose Weasley in the infirmary, after falling off her broom during a quidditch game. With Madam Pomfrey and Scorpius.

“Oh! Dear, you’re finally awake. It was quite the nasty fall you had out there.”

“Wait, what do you mean by fall… Ow! Why does my head hurt?!”

“Relax darling, it was during the game. You seemed to just… slip right off the handle and drop some ten meters to the ground.”

“Is that true, I don’t remember it.”

“Well that usually happens when you hit your head in the right place.”

“So I’ve been unconscious for-“

“Six hours, sweetie. You know, that boy over there has been waiting the entire time for you. Like a puppy dog, that one is!”

“H-has he?”

Hey guys!!!!

Do you like Scorpius Malfoy & Rose Weasley?

How about the next generation of Harry Potter? Then read this fan fiction, written by yours truly (: AS LONG AS HE NEEDS ME

It’s filled with Drama, & Romance, as Scorpius discovers his dilemma when it comes to Rose Weasley and a certain girl named Mira Zabini. 

(Source: h-aymitchabernathy, via why-so-insane)

Albus Potter (Slytherin), Alice Longbottom (Hufflepuff), Rose Weasley (Gryffindor, & Scorpius Malfoy (Slytherin)

The silver trio was walking down the path, nearby the lake. It was truly a lovely day outdoors, and Albus finally persuaded Rose to leave the library, along with some assistance from Scorpius. She had been curled up in a reading chair half asleep, when the two popped out of nowhere. Of course Rose being Rose, she then went on slapping the two with the book in her hand. Now outside of the stuffy castle, they all casually went for a stroll. Albus glanced over at Scorpius, who was briefly zoning out. He’d been doing that a lot more, or at least when the red headed Weaslette was around. With his bright green eyes focusing in, Al couldn’t help but shake his head when he saw his blond friend steal a look at Rosie. If Scorp finally got over certain things, then they would be great. Uncle Ron would have a fit, but that wasn’t too big of a deal. Whistling to himself, Albus turned back towards Rose.

“So Rosie-posie, what did you do today?” Albus asked, making light conversation. He put his hands into his pockets, while his dark hair fell into his brilliant emerald colored eyes. Al was pretty good looking, with a fairly packed build thanks to Quidditch, and his face carried the typical Potter charm.

“Well…”  His red headed cousin started, holding her book tightly against her chest. “Lorcan asked me if I wanted to meet with him later, at Hogsmeade, but I’m not sure if I shoul-“

Immediately Scorpius tensed up, his gray eyes getting a strange tint to them. “I wouldn’t Rose. Lorcan is a tool. Seriously, his head is so big I’m amazed that it hasn’t blown up yet.” Spitting out the words as if they were poison, Albus watched Scorpius try and focus on something else. The raven haired boy felt a bit worried about Scor, but more so for Lorcan. If the Scamander hurt Rose, Scorpius would probably bash his face in. Just like he threatened that Alex Wood fellow during fifth year, after Wood pulled a move on Rose at one of the Quidditch parties.

Rose’s eyes fluttered towards Scorpius’ face, raising her eyebrows in surprise. “Oh never mind it, I didn’t know you were going to pounce on me like an angered hippogryff.” There was an obvious edge in her tone that made the blond instinctively raise his hands in defense. “Well don’t kill me for expressing my opinion. Hmmm, let’s change the subject… Well lookie here, isn’t that Alice Longbottom over by the rocks?”

Sure enough, there was a gorgeous blond girl, laying on some boulders that lined the lake. Her golden hair spilled over, and her face looked like it was in a dreamy state. Albus started feeling a pink blush crawl into his cheeks, just at the sight of Alice. He always thought that she was just so… perfect in every way. She made him nervous to no end, and it didn’t help that Alice was Rose’s best girl friend. Shooting Scorpius daggers for pointing her out, Al felt Rose’s arm sling into his. “Alby! Let’s go say hi! Maybe you can ask her out!!” Yes, that would be the utter end of him. He was already getting embarrassed with Alice twenty feet away; face to face would just kill him. A hand clapped onto his back, and Albus saw a mischievous grin cross Scorpius’ visage. “I agree with Rosie, get a move on romeo.” With a shove, Albus stumbled towards Alice, feeling his knees go weak.

“Hey Albus Potter, isn’t the lake beautiful.” Alice’s soft voice rung out, as she trained her perky blue eyes on him. He could really get lost in them sometimes. Running a hand through his hair, Albus meekly responded. “Yeah, it’s gorgeous. I like the w-water color. It’s great, great. I said that already, right? The lake looks great.” The tangle of words made him want to slap his forehead in frustration. Why did he have to be such an idiot around Alice? His ears heard a twinkling laugh come from the pretty blond girl. “That was a bit confusing, Al.”

Albus picked up on the faint giggling coming from Scorpius and Rose. He was at loss with words, before blurting out. “Alicewillyougotothreebroomstickswithme?” Yet another face palm moment for him. “Free the room ticks?” She questioned, cocking her head to the side, utterly frazzled. Albus’ bright eyes caught Rose making a thumbs up in his direction. It gave him the tiniest of reassurance. Taking a deep breath, he trained his vision back towards Alice. “Will you go to three broomsticks with me?”

“Is this like a date?” Alice’s lovely smile appeared, and she nodded her head. A sudden wave of relief dose over Albus, and he let go of air that he’d unknowingly been holding. “I think so.”

“Well then pick me up from the Hufflepuff tower at six.” With that, the golden nymph rose up, and pecked Albus lightly on the cheek before walking away from the scene. He couldn’t suppress the obvious happiness, and threw a fist in the air. Albus Severus Potter felt like he was on top of the world.

Mira Deanna Dolohov- Kaya Scoldelario (Ravenclaw, 7th Year)

Alex Will Wood- Hunter Parish (Gryffindor, 6th Year)

Johnny Finnigan- Colton Hayes (Gryffindor, 7th Year)

Valerie Lyra Parkinson- Megan Fox (Slytherin, 6th Year)

Felix Dean Finnigan- Andrew Garfield (Gryffindor, 5th Year)

Ian Luke Zabini- Francisco Lachowski (Slytherin, 7th Year)

Nettie Lavine Thomas- Janet Devlin (Hufflepuff, 5th Year)

Nate Seamus Thomas- Luke Pasqualino (Gryffindor, 7th Year)

Cedric Evan Chang- Harry Shum jr. (Ravenclaw, 5th year)

Continued list…

Victoire Gabrielle Weasley- Blake Lively (Ravenclaw, graduated)

Dominique Apolline Weasley- Taylor Momsen (Slytherin, 6th year)

Louis Alec Weasley- Mitch Hewer (Ravenclaw, 5th year)

Molly Jane Weasley- Molly Quinn (Ravenclaw, 7th year)

Lucy Audrey Weasley- Lucy Hale (Slytherin, 6th year)

Lorcan & Lysander Scamander- Jake Abel (Ravenclaw, 6th years)

Alice Longbottom- Heather Morris (Hufflepuff, 6th Year)

Frank Longbottom- Aaron Johnson (Gryffindor, 7th Year)

Teddy Remus Lupin- Jim Sturgess (Gryffindor, graduated)

So the people I’m using for my fan fictions are…

Albus Severus Potter- Logan Lerman (Slytherin, 6th Year)

Lily Luna Potter- Lily Collins (Gryffindor, 5th Year)

James Sirius Potter- Chase Crawford (Gryffindor, 7th Year)

Rose Marie Weasley- Karen Gillan (Gryffindor, 6th Year)

Hugo Alastor Weasley- Harry Styles (Ravenclaw, 5th Year)

Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy- Alex Pettyfer (Slytherin, 6th Year)

Fred Arthur Weasley- Donald Glover (Gryffindor, 7th Year)

Roxanne Dee Weasley- Kat Graham (Hufflepuff, 5th Year)

Aiden Leo Greengrass- Cameron Mitchell (Gryffindor, 5th year)

Rose Weasley (Gryffindor) & Scorpius Malfoy (Slytherin)

Hard at work, hidden behind rows of books, was none other than Rose Weasley. Her quill scratched across parchment, inking in each word precisely like usual. It wasn’t odd to find Rose in the library during the weekend, since she always preferred the quiet when not around her best mates, Albus and Scorpius. Letting her brilliant red locks fall over her shoulder, Rosie starting muttering to herself about doxy wings and pixies. She was completely oblivious to the sudden arrival of a certain Scorpius Malfoy. Waltzing in as if he owned the place, the blond pulled a chair right next to Rose, startling her out of the concentration.

“Blimey! Scor, you scared me. Like a ghost.” She mimicked, waving her hands around, acting ever so Rose. The gryffindor was the odd ball. Whether it was her intellectual jokes (Why did the mandrake cross the road?) or maybe her awkwardness around people, she managed to keep a steady pace of adorable quirkiness outpouring. Scorpius couldn’t help but make a face at the girl, before patting her head, and rolling his eyes. “Only you, Weasley. So what in Merlin’s sake are you doing inside? It’s Hogsmeade weekend, you know. The time where you actually get to have fun.” Laughing, he ran his finger across the table, subconsciously tracing it. Rose bit her lip, raising her eyebrows. Oh course he was making fun of her, just like their typical banter. “Well, I’m busy. So bug off.” Returning her attention back to the parchment in front, Rose started tapping her pencil. “Albus told me you’d say that. Guess I have no other option Rosie…” With a swift movement of his hand, Scorpius whisked the red head’s paper off the desk, and stuffed it into his backpack. “HEY!! I WAS WORKING ON THAT!!” Rose hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. She attempted a meager look of anger at Scorpius, but came short. Never in her life could she be mad at him. It was truly a dilemma. A smirk on his face, Scorpius grabbed Rose’s hand, laughing at her weal pissed off look. “And now you’re going to Hogsmeade. Study later, it’s time to do something more interesting that just books and whatnot.”

Tugging on her arm, Rose nearly fell out of the chair, before steadying herself on the floor. “Well fine then. I’ll come along. You just wait, though. If I score low on this essay, I swear that I’ll blast a hole in your dormitory.” She huffed out, feeling a small blush creep up on her face. Was it because they were holding hands? No!! He was her best friend, that wasn’t suppose to happen, was it? Scorpius threw a mischievous grin, his gray eyes melting into her blues. “I didn’t know you knew where my room was.” Rose’s mouth popped open, with the color in her cheeks matching her hair now. “No-no, Albus told me. Umm since you two room together, yeah-h.” Her voice came out stammering. “Whatever you say, Rosie.”