A/N: Hello everybody! I am Brooke and this is my first story.
It is a romance Rose/Scorpius, and the first chapter I have written.
This story (so far, this chapter, that is) is dedicated to AdFinemAdInfinitum (she's an awesome writer, check her out) for introducing the world of fanfiction to me, and for being one of my best friends ever. I owe her a lot.
Love ya a bunch Sarah. Thanks for everything.
Anyway, I own nothing; it's all JKR's.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Beyond this lies nothing
Rose had often heard that being away from the person you love is cruel.
She had come to discover that being right next to the person you love but not being able to have him is more that cruel.
It was excruciating.
Or at least it was for her.
Rose and Scorpius had started hanging out at about a year and a half back.
They had decided to throw off all the prejudice about 'being a Weasley and a Malfoy ', and had decided to get to know each other, and it actually turned out quite nicely.
It had been a while though that Rose actually started thinking about Scorpius more and more.
Noticing him a lot more carefully and undistractedly then, she noticed she liked a lot of things about him...and inevitably, she fell in love with him.
"Life is so unfair .I could never tell him." she thought to herself, laying on her bed and gazing at the bed sky, that was now presenting the beauty of it at its zenith.
She loved watching the sky and the stars, and having all those candles lit around her (darkness was not her cup of tea, she had to have light shedding everywhere to be comfortable enough to relax) made the atmosphere a lot more soothing.
"He would not forgive me, and I just cannot stand losing him...I guess it is better to meet cruelty by being next to him than far away, Isn't it...?,Besides, I am not even close to his taste, being the tomboy I am..."and with those thoughts and a tear running through her cheeks, she fell asleep enjoying the silence that existed in the heads' rooms, being next to the room Scorpius was supposedly sleeping ,hoping tomorrow would help her figure this out.
" No. It is out of the question!"Scorpius responded to his thoughts about confessing his feelings to Rose, his friend and co-head.
Scorpius was in the heads' common room, with the noisy fire being the only thing that kept the room lit. He was always fond of being in the darkness, as well as staring at the flames dancing right in front of him, enchanting him with that soft, warm, gold/red color.
"I am not strong enough to ruin what we have now...but...I cannot pretend, that we can still be friends..."he said, borrowing those last words from a song he had heard last week that expressed his feelings better than he ever would.
"Scor, what did she do to you dude...You are being all sentimental, you even like love songs now...This is lame...You can have any girl you want, remember?" his inner self mentioned, opposing to his feelings.
"Oh, shut up."He responded and shook his head to throw those thoughts away.
He stood up and went off to bed, to the room next to the one Rose was supposedly sleeping , hoping tomorrow would help him figure this out.
It was Christmas already, and the time had come for the students of Hogwarts to go home in order to spend the holidays with their families.
Rose and Scorpius were both aware that they would not be able to see or owl to each other during the holidays, due to the hatred that remained in the families for generations.
They had successfully managed to keep their friendship a secret from everybody else.
Both being the heads, they had endless time to hang out in the heads' common room.
They were also spending quite some time in the library; hence they were the best students in their classes.
It was quite an achievement they were both persuading to reach in success, and they had good reasons. If their families found out about them being close, the consequences would tantamount a dementor's kiss.
Keeping it a secret was the foolproof way, if they wanted to keep hanging out.
"I will see you in two weeks" said Scorpius, standing in the middle of the heads' common room in front of a red-haired girl, with a captivating sight.
It was quite obvious, to him at least, that he found it rather difficult to look in her eyes and say goodbye, even if the goodbye was only for two weeks.
"Yes you will. Take care, and try not to cause a lot of trouble "responded Rose, remembering what a bastard Scorpius can be, in the good way at least.
"Oh please " was the last thing Scorpius said as he walked away.
They were both quite late.
Rose walked in her house, and run up to her room.
She had missed being in there.
Queen size bed, fluffy black covers.
Three of the walls where white, and the other one had white and black wallpaper, with a beautiful flower pattern.
Bookshelves everywhere (she is Hermione Granger's daughter ,let's not forget about that )with either books or muggle things her mum had bought for her. She quite enjoyed them, and her grandfather Arthur was quite proud of her for that, besides everything else.
Long, heavy , white curtains reaching the floor, where some white and black pillows were lying.
As soon as she got in she fell on the bed and turned her i-pod on, a muggle invention that was allowing you to listen to music through headphones. She loved music, as well as singing. It was like a drug to her, so this device was quite needed to her.
"Oh why can't I be what you need?
A new improved version of me
But I'm nothing so good
No, I'm nothing
Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs..."
She was thinking of Scorpius once again.
"I break in two over you, oh I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you don't see me, you don't..."
Her feelings exactly.
When it came to Scorpius and her being together, she was desiccated of hope. It would never happen and she was well aware of it.
"The shock bleeds the red from my face
when I hear someone's taken my place.
How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel?.."
The music kept on playing, and with it tears were running once again in her face.
Scorpius walked in his room.
After so many years, his room still felt unfamiliar.
A huge desk, his broom right next to it, grey on the walls, heavy black curtains (the only thing he really liked in there).
He laid on his double bed and tried to relax, when all of a sudden he heard a sharp noise and the door opened right away.
"Who on earth do you think you are?"
A tall, long-haired, blond man, the type that unfortunately could never be ignored. He closed the door as soon as he walked in Scorpius's room.
It was his grandfather.
Lucius Malfoy "You re hanging out with a WEASLY?You are a GONER, young man!"
"What for Merlin's pants do you think you are doing? What is this demeanour all about?"responded Scorpius, after he jumped up from the noise the door had created after the harsh opening.
"Where did you get the right to be associated in any way with one of the Weasleys?Who-
"I see that Goyle is quite a faithful slave in the family still, isn't he...Reminds me of house elves once again..."interrupted Scorpius, with a steady and soft voice, surprising even himself with the coldness of his tone.
"Who do you think you are talking to? You, betraying the family, being associated with the enemy-
"The enemy?"He said, still with a calm voice, but now he could feel his blood being drencher from his body and going all up to his fist, which was hidden behind his back.
He knew he would not be calm for a lot longer.
"You have been the only person stuck at the time of the War, high time you realized it already! The now existing hatred is yours all along; YOU have passed it onto everybody else! Get over it!"
The last words seemed to be the drop that made his anger flood all over.
His blood was now boiling, and it seemed harder than ever to lower the temperature.
Scorpius stopped to breathe and kept on after that.
"If dad had never taken the Unbreakable oath you would be in Azkaban by now! Needless to talk about last week's murder, the muggle born witch a block away from here! You think I didn't know who the killer was?"
What a coward his father was.
He had taken the oath in order to protect his father from the ministry, right after the War, but not because he loved him or anything.
He was afraid.
Such a coward.
Scorpius had caught his grandfather out of guard.
After the last one he looked around to check if somebody had heard his grandson speak those words, and then turned back to him furious.
"You think you have the privilege of betraying the family and the Malfoy name?"the voice spoke quietly, as if it expected something to be done, perhaps an apology.
The coldness of it was scorching Scorpius's heart. Was it now his fault..?
"The Malfoy name? The one you ruined, along with dad, before and during the War? I guess I don't deserve being one then. I am not even in Slytherin, remember? Griffindor is my house."
After that Scorpius did not realize what was going to happen until it was late.
His grandfather, fast as a lightning, took his wand out of his pocket and turned it to Scorpius.
He didn't make it in time to react.
His hand was still reaching for his own wand, when he saw a flash of light coming towards his.
"Crucio!"
Scorpius had known about the Cruciartus Curse.
But he had never expected this.
As soon as he heard the curse he felt pain conquering his whole body.
Excruciating, really.
But he took it.
And he pulled through.
When his grandfather lowered his wand, he said:
"If you ever again get associated with the Weasley girl, I am going to kill her."
At these words Lucius walked out of Scorpius's room.
Scorpius was frozen.
And this was not an outcome of the crucio.
The pain he felt a few moments ago could not be compared to what he felt now.
Anything he faced when he was under the curse was long gone.
His body was not aching anymore.
He could not believe.
Lucius would hurt Rose?
Now his whole body had gone numb, even by thinking something bad could happen to her.
Something he would have caused.
His fault it would be.
Yes, yes it would.
That, he couldn't take.
Still lying on his bed, he gazed upwards at the bed's sky, and in the thought of Rose's deep eyes, he felt tears coming down his temples.
A/N: So, what did you think?
The song is From autumn to ashes by Autumn's monologue.
Forgive me if I have made some mistakes.
Please please review and tell me what you think!
Thanks a gazillion for reading.
Take care!