"Yes baby, Mummy's fine"
A Scorpius and Rose story.
Twenty on year old Rose Weasley was trudging up the street, the wind staining her cheeks pink with cold, the rain soaking her copper hair so it stuck to her face. People were rushing past her, not giving her a seconds glance. But why would they? She was nobody. Well, nobody with a famous family but she was a witch. A witch living in the muggle world. She decided to leave the wizarding world when she got pregnant. And her family kicked her out. But it was when she got pregnant with Scorpius Malfoy's child. It happened when her cousin Albus decided to invite her to the Slytherin Graduation Party as his plus one. Rose got drunk, Scorpius got drunk, they kissed and voila...the next Malfoy heir was made. Except the Malfoy in question doesn't know.
She was going to pick her son Logan up from Nursery. He was 3 years old and was already a near replica of his father. Platinum blond hair, grey eyes, straight nose. The only difference was, Scorpius didn't have freckles and curly hair but Logan did.
Rose opened the door and saw her child's father. She stood frozen in the doorway but was broken out of her trance by her little angel up to her shouting "Mummy!"
Rose bent down and spun around with Logan in her arms. She kissed his forehead and adjusted him so he was resting on her hip with his arms around her neck and his buried into her shoulder. She went to go to the Reception desk to say she was picking up Logan when a voice stopped her.
"Hello Weasley," Scorpius said quietly. She turned around and saw him holding a girl around Logan's age.
"Hello Malfoy, what brings you here?" she asked him politely looking at the girl in his arms. She had short brown hair, rosy cheeks and her eyes were a deep chocolate colour.
"Just picking up my god-daughter Saffron up," He replied, his eyes sparkling. "What about you?"
"I'm picking up my son, Logan" she said smiling at her son affectionately.
Scorpius looked at the pair curiously. The boy looked too familiar. He was about Saffron's age, had white blond hair, curly hair and freckles sprinkled across his nose. It suddenly occurred to him, Logan looked like him when he was younger. He internally gasped.
"Rose?" he asked meekly.
"Hmm" she responded absent mindedly, brushing Logan's fringe out of his eyes.
He needs a haircut. She thought
"Is he-umm-Is he my son? From when-errm-the party?" Scorpius asked nervously.
"Umm-well-ahh-uhh-yeah? He is" Rose responded quietly. "I didn't tell you because I couldn't face rejection from another person. My family was bad but I couldn't face the father of my child rejecting me as well" She said quietly, a single tear falling from her eye. "We hardly knew each other, we still don't, you probably would've rejected me because of that but I knew you wanted to live your life and not stay staying with boring old me looking after Logan.
"I don't regret that night because it resulted in the best thing in my life, but it pains me when I think of waking up next to you because that was the start of me losing my family." More tears started falling from her eyes when she finished the story. Logan looked on worriedly.
"Mummy ok?" He asked in an innocent voice. She chuckled nervously and kissed his nose.
"Yes baby, Mummy's fine."