Because some Things are Just never Meant to Be

by auroraborealis101

"I'm afraid I can't quite recall how it happened. One minute we were laughing at some joke I cracked, and then the other we were snogging." one-shot.. T cuz I'm paranoid

I'm afraid I can't quite recall how it happened.

Or when it happened.

Or why it happened.

It just.. did I guess.

One moment we were laughing at some joke I had cracked, and the next we we were snogging.

Just like that.

And now, as I lay on my bed thinking about it, I realize I've wanted it to happen. I've wanted it to happen for a long time.

But we were friends.

Best friends.

And I was Rose Weasley.

And he was Scorpius Malfoy.

Not to mention my father was RonWeasley.

And some things are just never meant to be.

But there's another part of me that just doesn't care. There's another part me that just doesn't give a damn about what my father thinks or that he's a Malfoy and I'm a Weasley, and frankly doesn't care what everyone else thinks.

But who should I listen to?

My heart? Or my family?

It's not an easy choice to make.

I love my family. I love my dad. So much. It's not easy to just kill the bonds between us for Scorpius, because I know that if we become a couple, there's really nothing that will stop my father from never speaking to me again. And a lot of my relatives who actually look up to my father (I never really understood why) will most definitely follow him.

And then again... the other part of me.. my heart basically, fights back.

And all of a sudden, the kiss comes back to my mind.

Our kiss.

And the words he spoke to me after the kiss. So passionately. So much emotion behind those words he had spoken. So fiercely.

An image comes into my mind of him: that pale skin, his stormy blue-gray eyes, and the silky blond locks I had run my hands through during our kiss..

I think that's one of the main reasons it's so hard for my dad to accept Scorpius as a good person: he's a carbon copy of his father.
On the outside, yeah.

But not on the inside. Hell, no.

I think of Scorpius, and the life we could have. The wonderful, loving, perfect life. Together.

But then... I think of dad, of James, of Albus, of Lucy and Molly, and of Roxanne and Fred... Lily and Dominique, Victoire and Teddy... of mum, and I can't just throw away all the love, all the memories.. and I know.. I know the choice I have to make.

Because some things are just never meant to be.

Fin