Starting a new story! Hope you enjoy. I don't own anything but the plot.
"So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I go back to December all the time"
Back To December, Taylor Swift
Scorpius and Rose were a power couple, always together doing everything from homework to snuggling on their couch in the common room. Always together. Even when they graduated they went against all the odds and stayed as strong as ever, supporting each other through the difficult and stressful times Healer and Auror Academy brought upon them and their relationship. Until it all just... fell apart. Scorpius and Rose were, simply put, no longer, Scorpius and Rose. Nobody saw it coming, not even their family. Instead of an engagement, they recieved a break up. Some speculated that one of them had cheated and others thought that they had too conflicting of schedules. Either way, whether they wanted it to or not, life continued. Scorpius flourished as a Healer, graduating at the top of his class. He continued on to specialize in memory impairments and soon rose to the top of his department and others in some cases. On the other hand, Rose raced through life, not bothering to stop and observe the scenery and her journey. She raced through Auror academy and graduated at the top of her class and partied at every weekend regardless of her responsibilities. Everyday, the Daily Prophet's page six column would have a new legend to regale about Rose Weasley and her new boy toy or Rose Weasley and her "so-called" depression. Fake news, if you will. Meanwhile, in every medicine journal you opened, there was the same name over and over again. "Scorpius Malfoy: Young Healer Extraordinaire" "Scorpius Malfoy: Spell Damage Revolutionary!" and so on. The two became adults without even crossing paths. The pair that grew up together didn't even watch the other graduate at the top their classes. Nine years. Almost a decade. Nine years two inseparable halves were apart. That is, until one morning Scorpius Malfoy gets an assignment he doesn't feel quite comfortable doing.
"Malfoy," Finnegan, Scorpius' supervisor said, holding up a file for him to read through. "You have a new patient today, she's gone through alot, heavy trauma to the head, was banged up pretty badly. Confidential I mind you, she's involved with the aurors." He said, handing the cream manilla folder to his junior's outstretched hands. Scorpius internally groaned when he heard the word "auror" because in past experience, aurors were generally condescending and bratty. But with the mention of a "she" he felt his heart starting to race. Wanting to first get a read on the patient without a bias of who it was, Scorpius opened her file, skipped the name, and started to read the long list of ailments this girl had.
"Broken ribs, severe concussion, stab wounds, and minor cuts and bruises.." Scorpius said as he began to list off everything that had happened to the girl.
"It's honestly a miracle she's alive." he whispered to himself, turning to the next page of the folder. It was a series of pictures, gruesome the least. Scorpius grimaced and turned to the next page, leaving the series of photos for the other healers on his floor. Realizing that no other brain scans had been done since the patient was emitted, Scorpius sighed and got ready to see who it was. It shouldn't be this nerve-wracking. The chances of it being her is so low. I hope it's not her really, I don't want her to have gone through all the pain. Scorpius thought to himself, trying to will his shaky fingers to turn the page back. Actually, his voice rang in his head, trying to stall the moment to come. Is it selfish that I really want it to be her? I haven't talked to her in… 9 years now. I just want an explanation. Is that se- Wow, that's really selfish don't be such a cad Scorpius and turn the damn page over. He ran his hand through his natural platinum hair, scowling at the pressure he had given himself. With one flick of the wrist, he turned the page over. His eyes raked up the page until he had finally seen who his new patient was:
Patient: Rose Nymphadora Weasley
Scorpius let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Rose Weasley. He checked it twice to make sure his eyes weren't fooling him. Then the dread of reality came creeping in.
"Sir, sir!" Scorpius said as he began to run after the long-gone Finnegan. He raced down the halls in search of his supervisor, bumping into several medi-witches and his robe flowing behind him. Finnegan turned around, irritated.
"What is it Malfoy? I'm a very busy man as you know and I need to get to my other patients like you."
"I'm sorry, sir, I truly am, but I don't think I can take Ro-Miss Weasle-"
"Nonsense. You are the best at what you do and under the circumstance Miss Weasley is in, she needs the best."
"But Sir, I'm- I-I- was emotionally c-connected to Miss Weasley. I can't give her the best treatment if I was involved."
"It doesn't matter. Put your petty breakup aside and focus on getting her memory back."
"W-wait. Memory? She lost her memory?" Scorpius said, halting in his pace to follow his supervisor.
"Merlin Malfoy, did you not read the file? She lost 8 years worth of memory and she needs those or at least memories from the last month, back." Finnegan said in a tone that clearly announced that the conversation was over. He walked away, leaving Scorpius in a bubble of his own thoughts.
8 years. That's… one year after our breakup. Merlin, I'm not going to be able to do this. What did Finnegan mean by she needs at least her memories from the last month? Honestly, I need to know how close I am from retiring.
When I wake up, I hear a pair of muffled voices behind the door. They seem to be yelling about something in a language I don't quite understand… English! Of course. I'm an idiot, how could I not remember English? Could you imagine the headlines? Rose Weasley, Auror Extraordinaire, Forgets English! Wait. Huh, I guess I'm Rose Weasley, an auror. At this point, I'll have my whole memory back in no time. I hear a particularly loud statement and I revert my attention back to the door.
"How dare you have my daughter be a patient of his? She's not ready!" One figure exclaimed, the silhouette of the man showing him pointing his finger at another person, a woman, who was cowering under his anger. At least, that's what I thought he said. It came out a bit muffled because of the door which stood as a barrier. His (I'm pretty sure that was my dad… yes, it was my dad) statement piqued a series of questions in my mind. Who's not ready for what? Well, I guess it would be nicer to say who's not ready for who? Wait. That's me. I'm his daughter. He's talking about me. Who am I not ready for?
"Well, sir, you must realize, it's not in my power. Senior Healer Finnegan said that he would be the best way to fast track this process so she can remember enough to testify." The medi-witch stuttered, backing away.
"Ron, it's useless. Scorpius is a mature young man and our Rose is in good hands alright?" Another voice said, putting a hand on my dad's shoulder. Or, I think it's his shoulder. His outline is a bit blurry to be quite honest. Mum's right. Mum! That's my mum. Obviously. This whole memory situation is not doing a lot for my ego to be quite honest. Scorpion. Now that's a weird name. How can a scorpion be a man?
"No it's not! You remember what she was like, Hermione? She came to our house in the middle of the night bawling. She's in an emotional state right now, and I don't want Scorpius to be taking advantage of that!" Dad said, as he walked away, to get a drink of water and calm down, I hope.
"I'm sorry about that, Rose will be just fine with Scorpius." Mum said to the nurse as she chased after Dad, probably to scold him no doubt.
Okay, I'll admit, that conversation piqued a whole lot of interest than I thought it would. How would Scorpion take advantage of me? I could always just squash it under my shoe, it's just a weird insect or something, right? I am a big girl. I don't go to my parents' home to bawl. Rose Weasley does not bawl! Dad is going to have a piece of my mind! He doesn't know who he's dealing with. That's it, I'm going to go up to him and slap him right in the fa-
CLANK.
The sound of metal against metal rings through my ears as I lifted my arm up to go and just "talk" to my father. Somebody handcuffed me. The nerve! I look around wildly for answers before I make eye contact with a pair of stunningly steely eyes. I flinched, not expecting someone to be right next to me.
"You know, I told them that it would be a bad idea to lock you up." He said, rubbing his neck. I must admit, he was gorgeous. This person was just objectively speaking, gorgeous. He had platinum hair that I instinctively knew was natural. I don't know how I knew that, I just knew. His lips were upturned in a slightly sheepish smile which only added to his cuteness. Too bad he was a creep who was staring unabashedly at me .
"That's nice and all, but who are you and where am I?" I said, straightening my back. I did not want to seem weak in front of this stranger because despite the popular opinion, I was not a damsel in distress! His eyes narrowed and I thought I saw… hurt and confusion in them?
"Do you not know who I am?" He asked carefully, taking a, I assume his, clipboard from my bedside table and started writing.
"Not necessarily, my memory's a bit spotty. I remember that I'm a witch and I went to Hogwarts and all that, but I forgot who my parents were. They were talking about a Scorpion, is that you?" I asked, trying to lean forward to look at him more closely.
"Scorpius." He choked out, writing something furiously on his clipboard.
"Scorpius. Huh. That's a weird name. You know, my ex's name is Scorpius. What are the odds! It's an unusual name. Actually you look just li-" I stopped when I saw his eye glistening and the amount of emotion in them. Suddenly, I remembered something.
It was pouring out but with some special, complex, spell I'm sure I wouldn't ever learn, Mr. Malfoy had set up a barrier so the funeral wouldn't be interrupted by the rain. Someone was droning on and on about how great Narcissa's life had been and how she had been one of the pivotal points in the Great War and I couldn't help but look over at Scorpius who was right next to me. I could tell that he was trying to stay strong for his family but I knew that he was breaking inside. His eyes were close to tears. I grabbed his arm and led him to the back, not caring if we were the only ones standing up during the ceremony. Once we got to a secluded area, I hugged him and he broke down. I could feel my dress getting wet with his tears which made my heart break for him. I let go of him to see his face.
"Scorpius, it's okay to cry. Everybody will understand." I said, caressing his cheek with my gloved hand.
"I.. I just… I just want to be strong. Why can't I be strong Rose?" He said, his voice breaking. I grabbed his face gently with my hands and brought his face down to give him a gentle kiss.
"You're one of the strongest men I know, Scorpius. You carry your whole family on your back. You're so nice to everyone despite how they treat you. I love you Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy." I finished, hugging him again. Scorpius lay still and didn't move an inch until I let him go to see what was wrong.
"Are you o-" I was cut off with his lips on mine, giving me a searing kiss.
"I love you too Rose Weasley." He whispered. We stayed there until everybody left. The sound of the rain was a relaxer, and all we had was each other in that moment.
"Rose. Rose. Rose!" Scorpius said, breaking me away from my day dream. I looked at him, my vision blurred by the tears that had formed.
"What are you doing here?" I mumbled, looking away.
"Rose, I'm your healer. I'm going to help you get your memory back." Scorpius said, trying to pat my back.
"Get away from me," I said, the memories of our past overwhelming me.
"Rose, I'm here to he-"
"I SAID GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed, my heart overloading my mind. I put my arms around myself, trying to stop him from getting any closer to me. Suddenly three people burst into my room. Dad, Mum, and, who I assume, the medi-witch they were talking to before.
"Get your hands off of her Malfoy!" Dad roared, rushing to my side.
"Ronald, you need to calm down! Long time, no see Scorpius. Sorry it's like this."
"Who cuffed her?" Dad asked again, visibly calmer than a few seconds ago.
"The ministry officials that brought her in. Merlin, I told them that it would not have a good reaction amongst anyone." Scorpius said, shaking his head as he got up to talk to my parents.
"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, as much as I know that Rose would love to have you guys here, all of this stress and chaos isn't good for her mental health. I suggest that she doesn't really see anyone she doesn't remember for a while until she grows accustomed to her surroundings and I get a better look at what's happening inside her mind." Scorpius said succinctly, closing the possibility for anymore conversation. He began to slowly usher them out the door, an action I knew would not be viewed kindly by my father.
"Ay, Malfoy! What're you doing? I'm not a sheep to be herded!"
"Ron, be quiet. Didn't you hear Scorpius? We can come back soon after we figure out how much she's forgotten! It needs to be gradual! Rosie, I'll see you soon!" Mum said, and Scorpius swiftly shut the door behind them.
"I had forgotten how short of a temper Ron had…" Scorpius mumbled, starting to walk back towards me. Forgotten? How long had he known my parents? Why was he calling my Dad by hi- my internal thoughts were cut off by a memory that rushed back into my head.
The Burrow was bustling with a relative running by every few seconds with a hot dish in their hands.
"Scorpius! Rosie! Come on in, where's Al?" Aunt Ginny asked, ushering us both into our usual seats at the ginormous table. I looked back up at Aunt Ginny. "Al had come into the Burrow a few minutes before us so he's probably off playing Quidditch with Uncle Harry." Aunt Ginny frowned and put her hands on her hips. "It's almost dinner time anyways, I'll bring them back in." As she left, I turned back to Scorpius who was slowly turning pale. I squeezed his hand under the table reassuringly.
"It'll be fine Scor, my dad loves you. Just enjoy dinner and then we'll tell everyone okay?" Scorpius turned towards me, his eyes widening.
"He may like me because I support the Chudley Cannons, but do you think he'll like me if he knows that I'm dating his daughter?"
"Don't be ridiculous! He likes you, not just because you're a supporter of that hopeless team. At least I think… I hope for your sake I'm right. What am I talking about? Of course I'm right. I'm always right. He'll love you." I rambled on, not noticing Scorpius get paler by the second as the whole clan began filing in to commence dinner.
The sound of a spoon being lightly tapped on a glass of water rang through the dining room. Dozens of heads turned towards the sound, making Scorpius feel more uneasy than I knew he already was. He looked back towards me for reassurance and I smiled at him, giving him an encouraging nod.
"Erm… everybody, I'd like to make an announcement," Scorpius said, looking back at me. Now, I love him but Scorpius can be such a coward sometimes. I roll my eyes and stand up next to him.
"We're dating!" I yell out cheerfully, lacing his fingers through mine and lifting up our arms. The whole army of redheads and blondes erupted in cheers. I looked at my dad to see what his reaction was. He was sitting with his arms crossed, his mouth forming into a frown. Eventually the room silenced, looking to see what my dad's response would be. I was relieved when I saw that his frown wasn't real and he was holding in a smile.
"Just because I've known you for a while doesn't mean I'll spare you from the talk. I'm so happy for you Rosie." He said, standing up and hugging me. I smiled and looked at Scorpius, who was beaming.
"I wouldn't expect anything less sir."
"So? Did you hear me?" Present-day Scorpius asked, looking into my eyes curiously.
"I'm sorry, I was a bit distracted." I responded, trying to avoid his steel eyes.
"I said, would you feel more comfortable if I called you Rose or Miss Weasley?" He repeated, continuing to stare as he waited for my response. Now for some, they would have answered this question in a second. But me, this was a bit more complicated. I hated it when people called me Miss Weasley, to the point where I had persuaded (read: bribed) most of my teachers to call me Miss Rose. I didn't feel comfortable being on a first name basis with Malfoy. It was strange. After a few more seconds of monologuing in my head, I opened my mouth to respond. Miss Weasley will be just fine.
"Rose will do."
Wait. What?
That is not what I instructed my brain to do. I am not ready for this. I think I need to reboot my brain or something. It's clearly not listening to me. When I open my mouth again to correct my previous statement, the slimy yet (objectively speaking) handsome git interrupted me.
"Alright Rose, let's begin then, we don't have any time to lose. What do you remember? A basic summary will do too, but if you remember anything important or anything stands out, detail would be better."
"I think seeing things are triggering a lot of memories. I didn't even know who I was, let alone who my parents were, until I saw them. Then some memories came back. How I was an auror, I went to Hogwarts, I can't really remember anything specific from my years at Hogwarts, other than the basic fact of us dating and breaking up. I can't really remember why though." I stop, realizing I had been rambling on and on. A gush of blood runs to my cheeks as I realize what I said. If you didn't realize by now, I like to talk a lot and I don't really have a filter. It caused me a lot of troubles at Hogwarts. I look to see Scorpius' reactions and like always, his face is unreadable. He jots something down and looks up, his eyes meeting mine. He smirked and wrote some more. That prick! How can he smirk when I'm talking about something so delicate? So im-
"I realize that you talking about our relationship may be awkward, but if you remember anything, it's better to tell me to help speed your recovery process. Anything you hide is just deterring yourself from healing. My relationship with you is just professional and I'm going to treat you like I would any patient. Alright?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but scoff and roll my eyes.
"Please Malfoy, you think I'm going to want to get back together? The only reason I'm here is if I run away, my dad would probably burst the vein in his forehead." He raises an eyebrow and I look straight at him, goading him for a response.
"And, to answer your question, I do remember some things. I remember when we told my family we were dating and your grandmother's funeral." I replied, crossing my arms. I was shocked to see the series of emotions that came across his face. I thought I saw some wistfulness, sadness, and could it be? A soft look in his eyes? Before I could take a second look, he wore his mask again and his features were blank. He started writing some more.
"This is quite boring, don't you have anything else to do? Any other patients?"
"Nope, you're my top priority."
"Fantastic. How long till you leave? Being stuck here is quite boring. When can my relatives visit me?" I ask, wanting to be as stubborn as possible. Sure it may be childish, but I really didn't want to be here. He was barely asking me any questions!
"Rose, it's been five minutes. We still have fifty five minutes to go. Your relatives can start visiting tomorrow. Now, do you know how many injuries you've had?" He asked condescendingly.
"Of course I do, I've already been briefed by the nurse. It was probably a mission gone wrong or something." I said, wanting to skip to the next topic. To be quite honest, I didn't know what happened to me. Yesterday I was in training and today it's suddenly eight years later and I'm in a hospital bed with my ex-boyfriend. I'm assuming that I had finished training and had become an auror. Scorpius looked perplexed, his arm reaching his face to rub the back of his neck. I had seen him do this action many times whether it was in class or when we were fighting. If he had a conflict or a problem, he rubbed the back of his neck. It was quite endearing, it humanized him.
"Rose," he started, putting away his clipboard. I glanced at him, nervous for what he was going to say. "You-" he ended, closing his mouth.
"What? I what? Why isn't anyone telling me anything? I get that I've been hurt but I'm not a handicap! My mind is perfectly fine." I said, annoyed. "Everybody's tp-toeing around me. They even had me handcuffed! I'm an auror for Merlin's sake!" I continued putting my head in my hands.
"Everybody's doing this because they don't want you to make any rash decisions. They want you to be safe." Scorpius said, beginning to stand up.
"Great. You're leaving. How many more of these do I have to endure? You're not even helping me. If anything, you're just deterring me from getting better. Whose idea was it to have my doctor be my ex-boyfriend? Honestly, they're all just… bloody hell. I hate this." I said, staying in the weak position. It really irritated- no, infuriated me that I didn't know or control anything.
"Rose, I'll come back when you have a more open and cooperative attitude. Trust me, I don't want to be here either, but it's in your best interest to focus on your recovery process."
"How can I fucking focus if I don't know what happened to me?" I yell at the retreating figure down the hall. I was mad. Mad at Scorpius, my parents, the ministry, and mostly mad at myself for not remembering anything. I wasn't sure if I could handle any more sessions with Scorpius.
Well there we go! Yikes, 4k for the first chapter! I guess we're onto a good start! I was looking back on my writing from seven years ago (I had another ff acc) and it makes me cringe and be in awe of how far I have come! I went from 300 word stories with so so many grammatical errors to 4k chapters with an actual plot and concept for my story! I have an outline planned for the next chapter too. I love the concept of this plot and how limitless the options are! I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter. The next chapter will be in Scorpius' POV, hopefully to be uploaded by next week. I'm really busy because I have school, finals, play rehearsals, flute lessons, and tennis lessons but I'll try to write for at least thirty minutes everyday! Please review, favorite, follow, and whatever else you can do, please do! Now, ciao, and see you next week!