This is my first fic ever, but i promise its good! I will be updating weekly- that's also a promise. The story is all planned out as well. It will be from Rose's and Scorpius' points of view and it will have lots of next gen characters. As long as I have one follower, that's good enough for me and I'll finish the story.

Chapter 1

I remember that it hurt, looking at him hurt. I suddenly felt as though I were falling endlessly as the floor beneath me disappeared. It had to be some sort of mistake or a sick joke, really.

"Well, isn't this interesting Rose, everyone from your year seems to be getting engaged already. Doesn't that make you feel a little behind? Looks like you're the only one who's still single."

James was reading the Prophet over my shoulder. I knew he was only teasing-weakly I might add, I could tease him right back easily, but I just couldn't say a word. I kept looking at his picture in the Prophet. He was standing outside his manor with a girl in his arm. The girl looked very pleased with herself, glad to have the attention all the photographers were giving her. He on the other hand just looked… guilty. Or maybe that was just me being hopeful. Either way I read the article once more just to make sure I had understood correctly.

Nathaniel Wardoff and Odette Gellar have announced their engagement. The couple was spotted dinning at The Silver Cup. We could not help but notice the rather large rock Miss Gellar wore on her left hand. When asked about it Mr. Wardorff's response was a simple confirmation that the couple is in fact engaged. Our source tells us that they had been seeing each other for ages but had kept a low profile in order to stir clear of the press. It seems however….

That was enough. I stood up and headed for the door.

"Oh come on Rose I was only messin' with ya', no need to get so angry." James started, but I just apparated the minute I stepped outside.

I was in the Ministry of Magic and headed straight for Nate's office. His secretary let me in immediately, already familiar with my presence there. I swung open the door and sure enough he was there, alone- that's all I needed to know before I began-"Tell me it's not true! Tell me this is all just one big misunderstanding or… or" Nate stood from his desk and walked towards me as I said this and wrapped me in his arms the way he did whenever I was upset.

"I'm sorry Rose" he started, at this I stiffened up. "I truly wish it wasn't true. There was nothing I could do. My parents had set up this marriage the minute I was born and well, you know how my parents are. There was no way I could say no to this."

I stepped away from his embrace, a horrible feeling settling in my stomach as my fears were confirmed. "There was nothing you could do!?" I began yelling at him. "How about saying, 'sorry guys I already have a girlfriend who I love, I can't go and marry some other random girl.' Or maybe you just don't love me anymore! Or you never even did!"

"Of course I loved you! I still do! Rose you know I do, you know I care about you more than anything else. There's just nothing I can do. I'm sorry."

"What a load of crap, Nate! You care more about yourself and your stupid inheritance than us!"

Nate raised his hand to silence me and said "I tried to tell them about us I really did. But as soon as my mother said that I had better marry someone from a pureblood family, otherwise she wouldn't let me get out of the arrangement I knew it wouldn't matter. I'm sorry Rose, I love you and I wish things could be different but this is my life now and we both have to accept that."

Tears were now in my eyes, "I can't believe I didn't see this coming" was all I could say before I ran away. I left the ministry crying like a complete idiot. I decided to go this bar not too far because one, I couldn't go back to the Burrow in this state and two, right now I just wanted some alcohol. I sat at a booth in the far back and just got angrier and angrier with every sip of my firewhisky. At first it was all directed at Nate, but as I kept going I became more and more angry with myself because honestly, I should have seen this coming. What was I thinking dating the son of a known Deatheater? All the signs were there. We fell in love in seventh year when we were both Heads, or at least I did, and kept strong for five years. Five years! He was with me all through healer training and everything. He wanted to keep it a secret from his pureblood family and I was okay with that because it meant I could escape the media from barging into my personal life as they did with every other Weasley and Potter. And let's face it, sneaking around was both fun and sexy. He had assured me we'd come clean to the world once his inheritance was secure and I was so bloody stupid I believed him. I guess you just can't really think straight when you're in love. Now all anger had left me and all I felt was this horrible emptiness in my chest because for all his flaws I had truly loved him. He had been a part of my life for five years and now that was all gone. I just couldn't picture my life without him. I downed the rest of my drink quickly as my eyes filled with unshed tears.

As I wallowed in my self-pity someone familiar came up to me.

"Weasel, aren't you quite the sight tonight" Scorpius Malfoy said as he sat on the booth opposite me. "Always the charmer, Malfoy" I said right back. I hadn't seen him since our last day at Hogwarts. It suddenly dawned on me that I had actually missed him. We were never friends in our school days we were more like… well frenemies for lack of a better (or real) word. We were always competing to be the best of the class, even did some projects together, and always pushed each other's buttons and obviously bickered, what Slytherin and Gryffindor didn't. As I looked at him now I couldn't help but feel nostalgic for my school days.

"I try my best" he said to which I responded with a small laugh "I can't believe I'm saying this but it's good to see you again, what brings you here?" "Always knew you couldn't resist me" I rolled my eyes at this "I was just looking for some firewhisky when I saw your horrendous state and I just had to come here and tell you to go home because you're disturbing the other customers" he couldn't finish his sentence without letting a chuckle escape and I just laughed under my breath and rolled my eyes. Then I remembered he and Nate used to share a dorm back in Hogwarts and how Nate would give me some of Malfoy's notes to study from so I'd be able to beat him and now all I could think of was all the reasons I fell in love with Nate. I couldn't stop small tears from escaping my eyes. "Oh, come on Rose, you were never one of those silly girls who cried all the time, let me buy you another round."

Another round turned into two more rounds and I guess the alcohol in me made me babble on about the splendid day I had just had, I guess I just needed to vent. "So I got promoted today at St Mungo's so I now have an awesome nine to four schedule, my family wants to celebrate this the good old Weasley way so we all went to the Burrow to eat an early dinner and whatnot when I get to reading the Prophet. Right there in big fat letters I read about how my boyfriend of five years is engaged to another woman. Five years! I gave him five years of my life and now he's just gonna marry this other random woman, without any type of warning. That's not even the worst part of it, the worst part is that when I confront him he has the audacity to say that he couldn't do anything about it because his family had planned this all out for him, and something about how my status wasn't right for his family's style." Suddenly I remembered whom I was talking to and that I had probably said too much, still I felt a little better just by saying it out loud. "Sorry, I've been rambling on"

"Yeah, Weasel turn it down a notch." He smirked. "I didn't know you had a boyfriend, and for a whole five years too, that's just like you to be all boring and settled."

"No one else knows about him." I replied.

"Well, I don't know who were talking about but if his family's the one making him get married there's really nothing he can do. Trust me, I'd know" he added looking down at his drink. And I suddenly remembered something I had read last week on the Prophet, honestly I have to stop reading that bloody newspaper.

"Malfoy, aren't you supposed to be at your engagement party?"

He looked up, "I'm touched that you know so much about my life, stalker."

"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy, I just read it somewhere by chance."

He downed the rest of his drink with one sip and sighed as he put the glass on the table. Then, still looking at the glass began, "I'm supposed to marry this Anastasia Thorn because her family is in debt and our marriage would make it go away. Since her parents are old friends with my mum she practically flew to their rescue. So now, I have to live with this spoiled brat whose four years younger than me for the rest of my life."

"Why don't you just tell your parents you don't want to?" I interrupted.

Malfoy scoffed and added "You just don't understand how life works for the elite in the wizzarding society."

"Oh please spare me, what is it about you stupid purebloods and arranged marriages? Just say no! It's your life, you control it."

" It's not that simple, this is how it's always been, our parents married that way and we were raised up to always please our parents and keep up appearances."

I just stared at him hopping there was something more than just that. I just couldn't understand how he-and Nate- were just throwing away their lives for the sake of appearances. "That's horribly stupid, how could you let your parents do this to you?"

"They just think their doing me a favor, really. Besides mum said she wouldn't have agreed if I was in love with someone already.

"Then just lie and tell her you are. That's your only escape from the spoiled brat." I said. He just stared at me as if I had said something horribly stupid. Then there was just silence between us. It seemed there was nothing more we had to say to each other, in fact I think we had both said more than we had expected. I looked at my watch, it was already eleven thirty, I had to get back, everyone would be wondering where I set off to in such a hurry, so I stood up and looked at Malfoy "Well Malfoy, this was weird, but I guess it was also nice, I have to get back now. I honestly hope everything goes well for you."

"You too, Weasel." I gave him a sincere smile and walked away.

As I was walking to the door I realized how much I had grown since Hogwarts to have actually had that conversation with Malfoy of all people. Unfortunately, when I stepped outside there were several photographers waiting. Great.

"Relax guys it's not Mr. Malfoy" one of them said. I sighed relieved they weren't after one of the Golden Trio's children tonight.

"Isn't that Rose Weasley?"

"Yes, yes it is!" another said as they began taking pictures.

"What are you doing in a place like this all by yourself, perhaps meeting a secret boyfriend? Come on Weasley we know you must have someone, you can't hide him forever!" a reporter said with a quick quote quill scribbling away beside her.

I was just about to apparate out of there when I felt someone come out of the bar and stand very close to my back. It must have been Malfoy because the photographers went nuts when they saw whoever it was. I looked behind me and sure enough, it was him. Fantastic. The quick quote quills went flying to our faces.

"Malfoy, how come you left the party? Did you come to meet Miss Weasley? Are you having an affair with her? How long have you been together? Is the engagement off?"

As Malfoy was bombarded with all these questions I just stood there bewildered. I looked up to Malfoy to see his reaction, he looked back at me thoughtful, obviously bothered by the attack. Then, he came close to my ears and whispered "I'm sorry Rose, but please just please play along. I need your help."

All too sudden his lips moved from my ears to my lips. He gave me a small quick kiss, pulled back and held my hand. He looked at the reporters and photographers and said, "I will not hide anymore, Rose and I have been in love since we left school. We came here to say a final goodbye before I married my fiancé, but I couldn't bare living without her. This is not how I wanted you all to find out, but you should all know that, as of tonight, Rose Weasly and I are engaged."

This was not happening, I just stood there with my mouth open and stared at Malfoy disbelievingly. What was he playing at?

"Rose is this true? Are you really getting married?"

Malfoy looked right back at me, his face was as calm as ever, but his eyes- they were desperate, pleading. I looked at the reporters ready to clear this mess up but when I opened my mouth all I could think of was the pair of pleading silver eyes staring at me.

"Yes we are."