A/N: Hello, I realise that I already have this story all published and everything but I wrote it so long ago that I just look back now and actually cringe. I hope that this is an improvement on the last one I really do but I hope you all enjoy it anyway. Much love once again. Mnm x
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Disclaimer 2: I don't own the image for this story either, I got it from tazusajoe37 on deviant art and I hope they don't mind me using it but I just thought that it was perfect
Valentine's Day Blues
Chapter 1 – Rock Bottom
"Rose, hunny, what happed? Talk to us we're worried about you" coaxed Lily, She and all Rose's other female relatives were sat cross-legged in a semi-circle at the base of Rose's chair. Rose on the other hand was sat firmly in the chair, arms wrapped around her legs staring into the flames, tear stained cheeks going bright pink off the heat of the fire. She was ignoring her cousins in the hopes that they would leave her alone, she understood that they were just trying to help her but she needed to be left with her thoughts. She couldn't stand their sympathy, the pitying looks and touches; their very presence was annoying her.
It took 10 more minutes for them to realise that she really wasn't going to open up to them, and, 40 minutes after they had chased her crying to the heads common room, they finally left her in peace. All 4 women of the Weasley/Potter clan filed out of the portrait and headed back to their respective houses. Hours passed, dinner came and went and the sky turned from cloud dotted blue to dark starry black. The fire burned low in the hearth and still Rose never moved, eyes still glued to the flames as if they could swallow her whole, as if she could just wake up and this nightmare would be over. Unfortunately, this was reality, and there was no escaping it, she just knew she'd sit there until she could bring herself to move.
The time, and the silence, had allowed her to think and she couldn't understand how she had been so utterly stupid, how she hadn't seen it, surely everyone else had, the pitying meaningful looks her cousins had shared told her they knew exactly what was wrong. For weeks now they'd both been acting so shifty, especially around each other, secret sideways glances and meaningful looks, they'd both been quite shifty with her too, quiet and almost guilty but she hadn't thought they'd have anything to be guilty about. How wrong she was.
She didn't understand how they could have gone behind her back like that; wouldn't it have made more sense to tell her? Sure she would have been angry and hurt at first but she could've gotten over it and it wouldn't have hurt on this scale.
Reliving the moment, when she opened the cupboard door, drawn to the sounds as the good prefect she was, and discovering her boyfriend locked in a passionate embrace with her best friend. Her ex-best friend. She had been unable to breath as her world collapsed around her and her heart was torn from her chest. The two lovers had broken apart and stared in guilty horrified shock at the chocking red-head. When Emily had been brave enough to take a step forward it had jolted Rose back to reality, ignoring the reaching hand of her best friend she had fled, past the great hall and her cousins up the stairs to the heads common room. 7 hours later here she still was.
Sheer exhaustion took over and Rose dozed off in front of the fire, luckily into a dreamless sleep.
~VDB~
Scorpius stomped up the stairs daring them to change on him, dripping with mud and freezing cold dressed in drenched Quidditch robes. Practicing in the horrible January weather had done nothing to sooth his already horrific mood. The few younger years who had gotten in his way had all but died of fright from the horrific looks he gave them, living up to the past of the Malfoy name.
But what really had Scorpius in such a horrific mood was not only was it Valentine's Day in 17 days, but the girl he really wanted to be with had spent all day hanging around the neck of her boyfriend. Sharing a heads dormitory with her almost killed him, having to hear her giggle and kiss, wanting to be the one who got to do that.
On top of that, they were supposedly sworn enemies. Weasley versus Malfoy in that age old pureblood battle. But Scorpius didn't believe that anymore, he loved Rose, he just wanted to be with her, but years of fighting had made sure that Rose hated him, and his love was doomed to be unrequited.
Sending a few more black looks to anyone who passed him for good measure Scorpius finally reached the portrait that served as a door to the heads dormitory's and muttering the password he entered. And then stopped short. Lying asleep on the couch by the fire was Rose, she looked all that is peaceful but he could see the puffiness of her closed eyes and the dry tears that stained her cheeks. He was filled with a desire to hurt whoever had made her cry like this but he stifled it.
He attempted to walk quietly through the common room, without disturbing her but he wasn't watching where he was going and ended up walking into the small counter in their kitchen causing her to jolt awake.
"Oh, Malfoy" she looked up at him, adorable in her sleepy state and he felt a smile tugging at his lips. That was until of course her face crumped again into tears and she turned away from him.
"What, what's wrong?" he asked, against his better judgement sitting down beside her.
Rose had managed to keep most of her composure around everyone else but something in the way Scorpius had said it broke her resolve and she told him everything, not looking at him for the mocking look she was sure to find on his face.
She was surprised therefore when he took her into his arms and let her cry into his shoulder. As he held her she calmed enough to fall back asleep, and in that moment he vowed to do everything that he could for her.
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