Lucy took a deep breath of his hair as she hugged him because she knew it was going to the last time. It was going to be the last time she felt his wiry body pressed against hers and she truly was going to miss it. She breathed in his scent, that peculiar mixture of hazelnut and boy, that she loved so much. Now that she was sitting here at their place (the Kracked Kettle, her favorite) in her chair (the purple one that she could curl up in) with her mug nearby (filled with her favorite cinnamon latte) and all of it was right next to his chair (the deep blue suede that made the greenish tint to his eyes shine) and his mug (filled with plain black coffee) made her almost wish that she didn't have to do this, but she couldn't do that to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice soft and sweet like always. Why did he have to make this so hard? She supposed that was the problem, he didn't see it coming at all so he wasn't trying to make it worse for her, he was just being himself.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Lucy said, trying not to sound so distant. "Listen, Scorp..."

"Lucy, I've been meaning to tell you something but I wanted to wait a while longer but I really just feel like this is the best time." He looked so innocent as his eyes widened with excitement. "But you should go first!" He added quickly. Lucy smiled at him. She didn't want to but he was just so adorable. After all, his innocence was one of the things that had drawn her to him in the first place.

"No, really, you go first." She urged, knowing that if she went first there was no way that he would tell her what he was thinking.

"Please, Luce, just tell me what you need to." Of course, Mrs. Malfoy had raised her son right and he had the best pureblood manners, which said that the lady always went first. Even if, in Lucy's case, most people wouldn't consider her a lady if they knew the truth. She grimaced as she picked up her mug. She really didn't want to do this but she had to. She couldn't risk getting too close because if she got to close then they would start to notice the patterns and then they would figure it out especially with him. He was so smart that it scared her sometimes. It was the reason that her world was so messed up. It was the reason she was known as the Weasley skank at school. It was the reason behind everything she did. Because she couldn't take a chance of it messing everything up, it would ruin her entire family. It didn't matter how accepting they were because the rest of the world was already looking for a way to shut them out, to take them back and Lucy was damnned if she was going to give it to them.

"Scorpius, I really like you but I just don't know if this is the best thing for you." She started akwardly.

"What? The black coffee? I know, mother says it has too much caffenine in it but I only have it every once in a while and we both know that I much prefer tea anyway."

"No, Scorp, I'm not talking about the coffee." sighing, Lucy looked down into her mug. "Are you sure you don't want to go first?"

He took her small hand in his own and looked down at them intertwined. "No, it can wait. I want to hear what you have to say, I want to hear everything that you have to say. All the time, every thought that enters your head, every syllable that-"

"I think we need to break up." She cut him off with a wince. It was too late, he had gotten too attached.

"Wh-what?" He stuttered slightly, his greyish blue eyes wide with hurt. Lucy didn't have to open her eyes to know that, she could picture exactly what he would do because she had seen it so many times before. She wasn't even sure why she bothered anymore, especially if she knew how if had to end.

The bell above the door to the coffee shop twinkled in a way that seemed too cheerful to be leading out into the mist left over from the heavy rain they had gotten earlier. Opening her eyes, Lucy saw that he was gone.

No, it wasn't supposed to end like this! It was supposed to be fine. He was supposed to be the rational one like always. Scorpius was supposed to be the one who stayed! She needed him to stay because no matter how much she had to do this, she didn't want to, she wanted him to be attached, she wanted him to sit with her in their corner of the coffee shop, she wanted him!

"Scorp!" She ran after him. She couldn't let him leave, not like this. "Scorpius, please!" A flash of silvery blonde hair apparating away was the only thing she got. She stood there just stareing at the spot where he had been, not having any idea where he might have gone. Lucy didn't know how long she stood there, just staring.

"Miss, I think you dropped something." A small elderly wizard smiled kindly as he held out the piece of paper before trotting away.

She gasped as she looked down. On the paper was a perfect replica of her own face in charcoal, complete with the odd curl in her hair behind her left earlobe. It was stunning, the most amazing thing she had ever seen. A tear slid down her face as the writing at the top of the page caught her eye.

'To someone who shines brighter than any star in the galaxy. I love you."

Then the tears came faster down her face as she sank to the ground because tough, hard-ass Lucy Weasley, had just made the biggest mistake of her life by losing the boy who smelled like hazelnut.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I would love to hear what you thought about it.

Oh, and by the way, my Lucy is a werewolf. That's what she was afraid of them learning.