A/N! Most of this chapter was supposed to be the next chapter; Scorpius wasn't going to find out until chapter seven, buuuut, I've been mucking you guys around a lot so I moved half of the next chapter into this chapter and half of this one to the next.
Woot, and I updated early 'cause you all want Rose to get off her high horse and tell him!
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Chapter Six
Letters and Quidditch matches
Night rounds suck. They start at seven at night until ten at night and the realization that I'll be spending the next three hours with Malfoy is torture.
I can't help and look at his attire. He's wearing a deep green hooded jersey, black jeans and chuck Taylor's.
I'm wearing acid wash jeans, a red jersey and my hair is wet from my shower.
Neither of us are supposed to be wearing these.
We're watching the Hufflepuff corridor, the worst and most boring corridor of all the corridors, the chances of catching a Hufflepuff doing something they're not supposed to is about as high as me catching a Nargle without the help of a Scamander twin.
"Let's sit, I can't bear to be walking up and down this corridor, I'd rather be pulling my fucking hair out" Malfoy says while walking over to a window sill.
"Be my guest, your hair's hideous" I say quietly.
He looks at me, "Oh you got jokes do you?" he says with that stupid lopsided grin.
"More than you'd even dream of Malfoy" I sit next to him and he puts his hand on my knee.
"You know what Weasley that Zabini of yours is too bloody kind" he says.
He's right, "I know"
I couldn't tell him what I wanted to tell him, I ended up pretending that my shoe lace was undone and bent over to tie it up.
He looks down now and put his head on my shoulder, it may be uncomfortable, a bit awkward, but at the same time, even though I've always hated to admit it, this sort of gesture is not out of the ordinary, "Maybe you should tell him what we did, I'm sure he won't get angry, with the kindness that bloke has, he'd probably start clapping if we went and did it right in front of him!" I push his head off my shoulder and look him dead in the eye. It hurts.
"Yet again, your bluntness allows you to step right in to shut-the-hell-up territory!" I snap at him.
His eyes gleam, "You know Rose; I'm not ashamed to say I did it. I enjoyed it. Being with you"
My heart races but it's not allowed to.
But of course I have an explanation for this heart racing. Two actually.
One is because I'm totally revolted by him so my heart's beating triple time because it's trying to give me a heart attack and kill me because of Malfoy.
And second is because the baby may be able to sense "devil-daddy" as Harley put it, so really the heart beating thing is just the baby.
Which is his, and even though unfortunately I have actually seen him quite a bit lately, I still haven't told him about our illegitimate love child. Minus the love.
"Malfoy, if you don't start acting as though you have a heart, I'll slap you" I snap.
He acts shocked, "Did you just say heart?"
I blink, "I also said I'd slap you"
"Yeah, that's true."
It's awkwardly silent again, but I don't mind, the awkward silence has been frequent and I'm starting to get used to it. Malfoy isn't a bad guy. At all really, I mean what with all the bad jokes, the sexual connotations and the way he talks about himself, it's unfortunately easy to forget about these things and just see the slimy, greasy, good guy underneath. He's Al's best friend, that has to say something right?
But why did I so desperately see the bad in him? Was it because if I saw the good in him more often I'd fall for him?
Like I was now while I'm cramped up beside him sitting on a window sill talking about how he doesn't feel like it was a mistake me cheating on my boyfriend and him cheating on his booty call?
"You are lying to Zabini every day you know. With each day you hold it in, you become more and more like me" he says with a grin. He loves that he can have something against me.
He once had his body against me and now look where I am.
"In what universe do you actually have a heart to care?" I ask him
"Once again you say this foreign word Weasley. I'm starting to get concerned. And, I don't know, I don't have a heart"
I nod, "That's right, you don't, in no universe do you have a heart, so stop pretending like you have one and lets drop Zabini"
"I wish you'd drop Zabini" he mutters.
I pretend like I don't hear him, he's said this to me a million times.
"Why don't you leave me alone Malfoy?" I ask him. He's constantly in my way, he's always following me around ready to say something snarky about how I'm not as great as I seem and I'm not as clever as I make out to be. I'm not as great a girlfriend as Storm thinks.
He snorts, and shakes his head, throws up his hands and then stands up, "Believe me, I want to. So fucking bad." He says. His leans against the wall beside me, his arms folded. Malfoy has good arms.
If he wanted to leave me alone so bad then why doesn't he? He could save us a whole lot of trouble, it would be great.
"Ok, let's lighten this shit up" He says, "Firewhiskey?"
Is he kidding? "Umm, prefect duties Malfoy!" I say to him.
He shakes his head and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a flask, "Weasley, you're as tight as McGonagall's … you know what I mean, live a little" Is this guy serious?
"Classy Malfoy, really, but we can't" I really can't. Bad for the baby's health.
"Weasley, as hard as it is for me to come to terms with you "letting your hair down" I know that you're capable of it. Obviously," he smirks at me and makes me blush, "And let's not forget my birthday last year"
"How can I forget" I mutter.
He laughs, "Come on, just a little bit, feel a bit of heat in our cheeks"
"I'd love to, but I can't"
He looks at me weird; his blasé approach to standing is still there, "Why not?"
I might as well tell him, get it over and done with, he deserves to know.
It's his kid, and I still haven't told him, how bad does that make me look? And it's not like I can pretend like it's not his or that it's Storm's. It will be evident with the albino blonde baby Harley seems to think I'm destined to have.
I'm going to get it over and done with.
As these thoughts are running through my mind I notice Malfoy has moved from being a statue, to now on his knees in front of me, his face in my face, "Come on Rose" he says seductively.
"Malfoy, there's something I have to tell you" I say his lips so close I can feel his breath.
I move back, "Umm, last time we were this close we ended up having sex"
He starts laughing at me, "Wait, what did you need to tell me?"
"Well what do we have here?" Ashley Parkinson-Krum says in her high pitched voice as she comes streaming down the corridor.
Malfoy moves from his spot on the ground in front of me and stands up quickly, "Ash" he says quietly while smirking that stupid smirk and going up to her so she wasn't anywhere near me.
"What's going on Scorpy? You looked awfully close to her" she said while peering around his shoulder to look at me. I lifted my hand and gave her a twinkly little wave and it pissed her off more.
"I'm doing rounds with Rose" he said. He called me Rose in front of her; she wasn't going to like that.
"Well, Rose looks like she was having a bit more fun than she deserves" she snapped at him.
He didn't like that, "Ashley, I don't even know what the hell you're doing down here, but I'm a prefect and whether you like it or not, I'm going to at some point do a few rounds with Rose"
"You'll be doing more than a few rounds with her by the looks of things"
She was great at comebacks I had to give her that. Malfoy pulled Ashley closer to him and hugged her, "I don't know why you're so jealous, and you're beautiful you know"
"I need a bucket" I mutter, I know he heard because he nearly turned to look at me.
She sighed against him and kissed him, a weird feeling arose in my stomach, must me nausea, "I love you Scorpy"
He tensed then relaxed, "I know you do" he said. Then she left.
"She's got you on a full-body-bind curse doesn't she" I say to him.
He looks confused, a bit angry, and a whole lot pissed off, "She shouldn't do things like that" he says.
"Like what?"
"Like turn up in another house's corridor searching for me"
I let him have a bit of time out. I'm sure it wasn't the fact that she came looking for him that pissed him off, it was more the fact he'd been embarrassed in front of me.
SCORPIUS POV
Ashley picked the right time to come and show herself. Right smack bang in the middle of me trying to get into Weasley and show her how I feel.
That was not fucking cool.
Not to mention I had to try and pretend like things were good between me and Ash, but they're not.
She's too clingy. And she's not Rose.
I didn't want Rose to see me like that with Ashley; I wanted to distance myself from her. I needed to know what was wrong with Rose and why things were so weird.
But Ashley had dropped the L word on me, as if I'd tell her I loved her back.
I wonder if pretending like I cared for her worked in front of Rose…
"Scorpy, what's wrong?" Ashley said while trailing her fingers down my back but not even that was good tonight.
"I think you should go now Ash" I say to her. I feel her slump against me back. She's upset now and she leaves.
"You know mate, maybe you're a bit hard on her" Says Al.
So what if I was? She wasn't complaining, "Al," I start. I don't want to push the boundaries aye? I just want to see what Rose's problem was, "What's up with Rose mate? I mean, she's in and out of classes, she's quieter—not that I mind, 'cause your cousin can be fucking annoying, I just think it's out of character" did I seem desperate?
Al sighs, "She hasn't been well" is all he says.
Rose hasn't been the only one weird these days, Al has been too; my mate has been quiet as hell.
"Yeah, I've noticed, why has she been throwing up all the time?" I ask.
Mum once told me that the Goblin Fever made you throw up and get some type of nasty arsed rash around your mouth. When I was erm, examining Rose's mouth it looked fine.
"Why the hell do you think?" he said quietly. I don't think I was supposed to hear but I did.
Was the Goblin Fever real? "I don't know why she's been throwing up but I'd imagine it was a whole lot of pumpkin juice and dick considering the amount of time she's been spending with Zabini" I snap.
Al shrugs, "She hasn't only been spending time with Zabini mate, I know that's a fact"
I was shocked. Albus Potter swore.
Dear Rose
How have you been darling? I hope you know that all I can think about is you and the baby and hope that you are both healthy and well.
I received a letter the other day from Minerva and I'm glad she's taken the news well and is prepared to have you continue everything as usual and still be a prefect, she's always had a soft spot for you.
Your father is doing well too, he's gotten over the initial shock and has even gone back to work at the joke shop, I'll have you know that he and your uncle George have said they want to come up with some type of potion for dads to give to their daughters so that if anyone gets close to their… privates, a rather revolting smell can be smelt.
Of course that will probably never eventuate; it's just a silly idea.
By the way, I have got you some Muggle nutrient vitamins; I will send them next post along with some pregnancy tonic.
Please keep going hard at school and know that if you ever need anything, just write.
Love from Mum.
Xox
I tucked the letter from mum into my robes and continue on to potions. I know Malfoy will be there and after our little bonding session yesterday, I don't feel so bad about seeing him today. This morning went off without many dramas; it's hard to think though that I have thirty two weeks left of chundering up my stomach.
Maybe it will die down.
That night I lie in bed and unfortunately my mind drifts to Malfoy.
Ok, I lie to myself every day when I say that Malfoy and I have barely anything to do with each other, because obviously, even behind all the lies I tell myself, we have some type of something going on. I guess.
For years Malfoy and I had this thing where we'd bite off each other's heads then lick up the wounds.
Eww gross, I know.
But really, that's what it was like. I loved to hate Malfoy, but if he was hurting, I didn't mind helping the guy out. Was that how he felt too? I don't know. And with every year I couldn't help but kind of like him more. This year however, I could safely say he's ruined all chances of him making it into the good books considering the erm, problem. He's dug himself so far into the ground it's going to be hard to come up for breath. That made sense right?
But it wasn't his entire fault obviously.
I had to tell him soon, the longer I left it; the harder it would be. I'd rather spring it on him while it was still small; he had less to get over. If I walked up to him with a four month along stomach and told him he'd go into shock. Well that's what I'm assuming.
I didn't expect him to give me money or even see the kid if he didn't want to, but if when the baby is older and Malfoy wanted to see it, he could. I wasn't a nasty death eater who wouldn't let the father of their kid see it. That's something his father would do.
Sleep didn't come easy when your last thought is of Draco Malfoy.
Hey Bud,
How are you going doll face? I miss you a lot; don't tell your mother I told you that I do. She seems to think I'm suffering from some type of depression due to not having you there. If that was true don't you think I would have been depressed about six years ago? Yeah, she's not as smart as she thinks.
So, back to my letter. You got Quidditch today. Do you think that's safe? I'm not sure that it is Bud, but in saying that, imagine the team without you. Don't listen to James when he says that they don't need you; also, tell him that I know what he did to you.
He won't harass you any longer once he knows that I know. Stupid idiot!
I love you Bud.
Dad
"God Hue; must be bad if he wants to write me a letter" I say to my brother.
He shrugs and shoves more porridge in his face, "Hmm, I don't know, I think he's just feeling sorry for you"
"Oh, you know how to make your sister feel good don't you"
He laughs and food comes out of his mouth, my brother is full of class, "What it's true!"
I shrug, "Shut up Hue"
Lily comes over giggling, "Oh Lysander, you're the best on the team!" she says while kissing his hand that she's holding.
I make gagging noises and look at her, "Say that any louder and your brothers going to kill you, or somehow convince you that your adopted" I say to her.
"OMG, he needs to take a break. His head's going to explode if anyone else tells him he's the best" she said rolling her eyes.
Jackie barges up to the table, "I don't think you should play Rose, I don't want to be the one to explain to your parents that not only is their grandchild dead, but their daughter as well"
I look at her, "What do you mean?" I've never been injured at any of my games. I have a good record so far.
Jackie looks from me to Lysander who then looks at the ceiling, "Ashley Parkinson-Krum's on the team. And she's not happy with you at all"
I shrug, "Umm, name one time that she's ever happy with me"
Awkward silence, "That time when you tripped over the stairs and fell head first. Man, that was funny" Hugo says.
"Thanks Bro"
Jackie sits down, untying and the retying her hair nervously, "I wasn't prepared for this! Where is James, POTTER WHERE ARE YOU?" she shouts down the table.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT THOMAS?" he shouts back.
"Oh I found him" she says then leaves.
I feel sick, and I know it's not nerves, "Gotta go!" I say.
Harley sighs and throws her toast on the table, "I better go too then" she huffs then follows me.
"Ok, if you all can, I think that you should try take it easy on Bud, I know we'll be short on chasers if she's not able to do her job properly, but it has to be done" James says while pointing at me.
I can't help but notice a few scowls, "If she can't do her job then why is she playing?" asks Louis.
James stares at him, "If your mum and dad knew you talked like that about her you wouldn't be allowed to come home for Christmas"
"I don't care" Louis snorts.
"No presents either" James warns.
Lou starts laughing, "As if I care James, I'm fifteen, not ten"
I looks at James, "Touché" I say.
"Game plans James" Jackie prompts.
I know I shouldn't be playing but at the same time, I have to, it's my job. It's one of the only things I have left. And I'm only a month and a half along. I've still got ages left. But I don't want to let the team down by not playing, and I don't want to let the team down by playing.
I was torn.
"And for gods sakes woman, pay attention and do not get hit by a bludger or I'll kill you" James spits at me.
I salute, "No problemo"
"Ok, let's do it"
The game is about to kick off and I hear Harley's voice over the loud speaker.
"Hey y'all. Welcome to the first match of the season, of course we all like a good game between Slytherin and Gryffindor!
Captains are James Potter for Gryffindor and Jessica Flint for Slytherin. If anyone agrees that Albus Potter should be Slytherin's captain please raise your hands.
Sorry Professor McGonagall, yes I will be more professional.
Ok, back the game.
We have James Potter and Albus Potter as Seekers
For Gryffindor we have Rose Weasley, Lily Potter and Lucy Weasley as chasers, for Slytherin we have Ashley Parkinson-Krum, Lorcan Scamander and Darius Boyd as chasers.
For Gryffindor we have Lysander Scamander and Jackie-Questulyn Thomas as beaters, for Slytherin we have Scorpius Malfoy and Gregory Phelps as beaters.
And for Gryffindor keeper is Louis Weasley and Slytherin's is Mia Zeeno.
And the snitch is off.
Gryffindor is in possession of the Quaffle while both teams are doing well with keeping the bludgers away from the chasers, Gryffindor seem to be taking extra care with trailing behind Rose"
I know that Lysander is right behind me, and even Lorcan is trying to keep the ball from hitting me. Jackie is flying in front of me and Lily and Lucy are on either side of me just in case I need to palm the ball off to them to avoid being hit.
"I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN TRYING TO STEAL MY MAN YOU WHORE! DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW" I hear Ashley yell at me.
Is this girl for real? "Oi, back off from my team and do your damn job" James says to her as he flies in between us.
Ashley looks fit to kill and starts bumping in to my sides, "Ashley! Back off, you'll lose yourself the game" I say. I manage to get to the goal post and shoot.
"And score! To Gryffindor!" Harley yells.
Ashley stares at me, "I don't care if we lose; you're going down Weasley"
"Yeah, but I'm pretty sure you have a team and an entire house that will care if you lose," I look around for Malfoy, he needs to get his girlfriend off my back, "MALFOY" I yell.
I can't see him but I see Al, before the ball gets to me, I fly over to him, "Al, tell Flint to control Ashley" I snap at him and he nods.
"Slytherin gets hold of the Quaffle, I can see the snitch but James seems to have lost sight of it. His brother is approaching fast so he better speed up, Lucy Weasley shoots again! Score!"
Ashley is ramming against me, "Get off your broom you bitch!" she spits at me.
"Go and play, Ashley!" I yell at her,
"Not until I get you back! I know he loves you! I can tell"
I shake my head; this girl is deranged and talking to me like we're having a Sunday brunch at a café! "Look, Ashley! I don't know what the hell you are talking about, but please, I have a fucking game to play! Let me play it god damn it!" I yell at her.
"And now Slytherin has the ball, watch them go, as if they can keep up. Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll get back on to topic. Hey? Does anyone else think there's something up with Parkinson-Krum? She looks a little sketchy. Oh damn, Slytherin scores!"
I fly around and receive the ball from Lucy, "Rose, fly to the right, Flint is approaching!" she says.
I see James flitting around near his brother and I notice the snitch is above Al's head, "You bitch! Stop flying away!" Ashley says to me.
"If you haven't noticed, I'm supposed to be avoiding you!" I yell while she bumps in to me. She's trying her hardest to get me off the broom.
"ROSE WATCH OUT!" it was a mixture of the bludger and Ashley that causes me to lose balance on my broom.
I fall all the way, I can hear people screaming.
"Oh my bloody merlin, some body save her! No professor, I will not watch my language! That's my best friend!"
I'm free falling for a bit before I'm caught in some type of spell and I'm floating, slowly on to the ground. I look around to see who conjured it. It's Neville.
I float down slowly. My heart is still beating so damn hard it hurts, but I'm still in shock, she managed to get me off my broom! She tried to kill me!
"BUD ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" James yells as he's flying downwards to touch down.
I nod and stand up.
"I'm fine" I say.
I go black. I'm gone.
I wake up in the hospital wing to the sound of James' voice, "Oh you think you're so fucking great don't you Malfoy; you truly know how to ruin everything!"
"What do you mean by that James?" Malfoy spits back.
James doesn't answer but instead yells and storms out, I can tell by the sound of his shoes hitting the concrete.
"That's IT! I don't want any Potter's or Weasley's in this room! You can all leave!" say's madam Pomfrey.
Lucy snorts, "That's a joke! Our cousin nearly got killed! We have to stay by her"
"OMG, you can't let us leave her here alone"
Al is almost crying, "She's going to freak out if she wakes up and we're not here"" He obviously can't tell when I'm faking being asleep.
"I'll see you back in the common room" Says Hugo, oh how nice, my brother doesn't even want to be here.
"You sit back down next to your sister!" James says.
"I'm going too!" says Louis. Both he and Hugo leave.
Al sighs, "I cannot believe that kid"
"Better start believing him you lot, because you're all leaving with them! Now go before I hex you all!" Says Madam Pomfrey.
I hear grunts and groans but they leave anyway.
"Thank Merlin I caught you before you fainted, I'd hate to know what would have happened if I wasn't there!" Malfoy says. His voice makes me shudder.
"Oh yeah, you're such a saint" I mumble.
He laughs, "I might just have outdone your Uncle with the whole hero status with that one"
Even I had to laugh; then I pretended to choke.
"What's wrong?" he asked, he truly looked concerned.
"Oh nothing, it's just your ego. It's got me in a head lock, making me dizzy"
"Oh ha-ha" he said as he leaned back in his chair, looking—frazzled—it's the only way I could put it.
"What's wrong with you?"
He shrugged, "Nothing"
"You know, you'll have to put that bitch of yours on a tighter leash"
"She's not a dog"
I nod, "You're right, dogs are more obedient"
He sniggered, "Full of class yet again"
It goes quiet for a whole five minutes before we say anything.
"Malfoy, you don't look to good"
He nods, "I know"
"Why?"
He sighs and looks away, "A bit of this, a bit of that, mostly you of course"
I snort, "What? I've been pissing you off have I?"
He nods, "You are the most annoying girl in the whole of Hogwarts; you do realize this don't you?"
"You'd take the place of most annoying boy easily"
He runs his hand through his hair, he only does that when he's frustrated; "Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall said I should talk to you"
Oh no, they told him.
"Look, Malfoy…"
He shakes his head, "I don't know anything Rose, but fuck, you've been so out of character, and my birthday's coming up, and when I told you I know you were acting weird, and not your normal weird, bad weird, you've been in and out of hospital for over a month now, you didn't want to talk to me. What's up?"
I had to tell him, as much as I didn't want to, I had to. And now is perfect time, it's just us. It's not fair if I don't tell him.
"Scorpius, you're a guy"
He snorts, "It's that bad you use my first name, but yes, you're a clever one"
"Quite clever yourself"
He nods, "Second to you in all subjects, I guess that's intelligent"
"Above average I'd say"
"What are you getting at Weasley?"
My heart is beating so hard I'm wondering if I should call Madam Pomfrey to see that my ribs are still intact.
"Well you know what happens then if a girl and a guy get together and have unprotected sex"
I get a blank stare from him; he's not as smart as I thought, "Malfoy?" I ask.
He nods his head, "Yeah, I know"
"I'm pregnant"
He laughs nervously and throws his head back, "I feel sorry for the guy who knocked you up. He's chained for life"
Of course he'd think someone else is the father, "You're listening but you're not following Malfoy!"
He looks at me with a serious look on his face, " What? Are you saying that I'm the father? Fuck me you're lying!"
"No, see, fucking you was what got me in this situation" I say, he flinches and runs his hand through his blonde hair again.
"You didn't have to say it like that"
I shrug, "Malfoy, I'm pregnant with your child!" I hiss.
"No, see, in order to be pregnant, you have to have had unprotected sex with someone, you and I, we never had unprotected sex. See? All explained and shit, just like you like it" he says. Oh man, this boy was dumb.
Our kid had no chance.
"We didn't have a condom Malfoy"
"I assumed you were on the spell"
I look at him like he's crazy, "I hadn't had sex in a long time, almost nine months! I had no need for the spell!" his mouth drops and he looks like he's going to cry.
"Oh right"
It silent for a while before I can't bear to watch Malfoy run through several emotions on his face, "Malfoy, say something" I say to him.
He shrugs, "Hello, say anything… I don't mind Malfoy, I don't care what it is that you say, just say it… here I'll start. Rose is…. Now you finish the sentence. Talk to me Malfoy!" I urge.
His face is blank.
"Malfoy, I set you up a good one, talk to me!" I beg him. Now I feel desperate.
He shrugs, "What do you want me to say? Why didn't you tell me earlier Rose? Shit!" his eyes turned into slits, I'd seen that look before, it was Lesath's look.
Oh maybe because I knew you'd probably try and kill me if your parents didn't first, oh, or maybe it's because I know you'll want nothing to do with it, or maybe it's because I can barely handle the idea by myself let alone having to deal with you! Either way I'm going to have to move to Russia and hide out for a bit! "I don't know," is the answer I give him instead.
"Malfoy, I know you won't want anything to do with it, it's alright though, because I've already talked to my mum and dad—"
"Shut up Weasley, that's not going to happen"
I snort, "It's not? Why not?" I say
"Are you truly the top of our year? Right now it doesn't seem like it" he says quietly.
I shrug, "You're not making any sense Malfoy"
"Rose! It's our baby, we made it together; it's both of ours" he says.
I snort now, this guy can't be serious, surely he's joking, he'll stand up and be like "Hah, got you, you're on your own" and it will all be like what I had expected, "Are you saying that you want to have it and be involved? Because like I said, I don't mind being a single mum. You know, single-ready-to-mingle" I said awkwardly.
Malfoy shook his head, "You're terrible you know"
"I'm not telling you now because I want money, just thought I'd clear that up" I say. Last thing I want is him and his father fighting with me about money.
"Ok. This will be great, I can teach it the killing curse and how to conjure the dark mark, then after that, we can go around killing family members, it'll be great" he said.
I didn't say anything; I just looked at him, because truly, he could be dead serious.
"I was joking Weasley"
"Oh right" I say not totally convinced.
He sighs, "shit, we're in it big time" he whispers.
I nod, "You're dead set on being a part of its life, you better tell your parents"
"You tell yours first then I will"
I laugh, "I just finished telling you that I told them, I told them like three weeks ago"
"Damn it"
I nod.
"Did you think it was honestly a good idea not to tell me?"
"No, I didn't know what to say!"
He laughs, "Oh yeah, sure, what I believe is that you think you're so high and mighty that I didn't deserve to know"
I snort, "As if Malfoy, you don't know what it's like, I was sure you wouldn't even want to be part of the kid's life let alone want to know about it!"
"Well, what would you have done if you were waltzing around the school with a stomach the size of Africa? How were you going to explain that to me? When I know you're not sleeping with Zabini"
Oh, low hit, not fair, "I-I-I would have said it was his"
"Yeah, and that's about as convincing as telling me you don't like me" he muttered,
What? What did he say? He didn't just say that did he?
"Don't lie to yourself Rose, I know you like me! I like you too!" he said. Now he's moved from his chair in the corner to the edge of my bed.
I don't look at him, "You're lying; we don't like each other"
He shrugs, "Fine, you believe that."
"You're not going to be with me Malfoy, I'm not going to force you to stay with me and be with me through everything, I can't let you ruin your life because of some fling. I am however going to have to deal with the situation myself. And I'm not just saying this to make you feel bad, I'm serious. I want this kid"
"Wait, wait, wait. A fling? That's what it was to you? A fucking fling?"
I nod, "Yeah, that's what it was to you too wasn't it?" he looks at me with those damned eyes and tilts his head poking out his lips at the same time.
Damn him and his cuteness.
"No, it wasn't a fling to me Rose, if you do recall, I lost my virginity to you that night, and I thought you wanted to share yours with me, don't give me that look, I'm not a fucking pansy. I don't do things like that, I don't do flings. If it was a fling, then, then, then, you must be a whore!" he snaps at me and retreats back to his chair folding his arms like a kid having a tantrum.
I gape at him, first he tells me that he likes me, more than normal and then he calls me a whore. I don't know which one is more shocking "I-I don't know what to say Malfoy"
"I'm not going to apologize, Rose, but seriously, Merlin, I like you Rose"
I nod, a lot, really fast, like I was trying to shake what he's said out of my mind, "Ok, well I didn't know that people referred to being friendly as "Like" but ok, I can deal with that"
He looks like he's going to hex me. All the way to next week. Then punch me.
"Oh my fucking Merlin! Woman, you're going to kill me!" then he gets up from the chair, barges right over to the bed and kisses me. It's soft, it's sweet and it's him. It's familiar.
"That was a bit extreme for a friendly kiss, but you know, some friends show friendship in different ways"
He backs up now, fuming, "Fuck Rose! We're having a kid together and this is all you can say? A whole lot of bullshit?"
I shake my head, "Well, don't think just because we're having a kid together that means you have to try and like me, and do not throw yourself on me like that in hopes that we'll feel differently about each other!" I snap at him.
He turns to leave, "Ok, well we'll talk later"
Sure. Whatever.
Storm comes in and I feel extremely guilty.
Just great.
"Madam Pomfrey says I shouldn't be here but I had to tell her to let me in or I'd be very angry!" he says while kissing my forehead, "You've been in here more than you've been to class I reckon" he laughed.
I didn't, I stayed silent.
Did Malfoy honestly like me that much that he had to tell me? And then not only did he tell me, but enforced it on me in a kiss? Help me; at this rate I'll be dead of shock soon. And he wanted to be part of its life. Well so far anyways, he'll probably end up changing his mind when he realizes that he was obviously high on pixie weed.
Lying here with guilt eating away at me while Storm babbles on about merlin knows what isn't doing me any good.
I look at him and his ever happy face, "What was the score?" I ask. I could see a hard time unravelling right in front of me.
"Gryffindor won, James used your fall to his advantage, you of course know that Al was the first to fly down to your aid, well him and Malfoy" he laughed, grabbing my hand and squeezing it.
I smile, I was glad we won, if we had lost to Slytherin considering that it was Ashley that was trying to kill me in the first place.
Storm was watching me and it was making me uncomfortable, "Malfoy didn't look too happy when he left, want to talk about it"
No, I didn't, but I had to. I couldn't keep lying to everyone, "I guess I better tell you what we were talking about"
"Only if you want to, it's none of my business"
I snort, "Storm, it is your business whether I want it to be or not." I say.
He looks at me, his eyes scared but his smile telling me another story, "You know, when I first asked you out, in the Slytherin common room when I was visiting my brother, you paused before you answered, now, I know I might be farfetched, or living in a Muggle love story, I don't know if this sort of thing is real or not, but this is what I gathered Rose. You hesitated to say yes to me. Do you know why that was?"
Oh god, I didn't know what this guy was on, or what he was talking about, but he was just so damn kind and understanding and he had this way of getting into peoples bitter cores and touching their souls and all that shit. I shook my head.
He smiled yet again, "You looked over at Scorpius, as though to see if he was jealous"
I nod. "Storm, I'm pregnant to him"
"And you're keeping it aren't you?" he asked.
I nod, "I couldn't give it up or kill it" I whisper.
"No, you couldn't, that's good"
He sighs and taps his knee, in the way I don't like. Him agreeing with me is making me even more guilty. And in a way I wish he wouldn't agree, I want him to leave. It would make me feel better.
"You're too good to me Storm Zabini" I say quietly. He strains a smile at me, but it's not the same.
"Where does it leave us Rose?" he says.
I shrug, "I don't know, where do you want to be?"
He shrugs, "I don't know, I mean, I want to be with you, you make me smile, you've got a good heart, you're smart and beautiful"
I wish he would stop, guilt, yet again, killing me, "Shush Zabini" I say. He closes his mouth.
"Having a kid isn't going to stop me from liking you, but you're now going to have a pretty close bond with Malfoy, not that I mind, but it's going to be weird when you have to rely on Malfoy and there's nothing I can do to help you. You won't want me at your healer's appointments, you won't want me there at the birth" he wanted to stay with me? And he didn't want to leave before I gave birth?
He'd be the third wheel. He'd be like a step-dad. I didn't want my child to have that. Not yet anyway.
Did I want to leave Storm? I was a poor excuse for a girlfriend that was for sure. Our relationship was more of a friend.
But at the same time, I didn't want to give Storm up. He kept my mind off Malfoy.
"Let's try" I say
Storm kissed my hand, "Don't worry love, I still love you. But you two love each other more than I can."
And that was when I cried.
(A/N) Oh poor Storm! And poor Scorpius, he's torn in an awkward angst-ey teenage drama with a girl who obviously doesn't know how to show emotion! As for Rose, she doesn't want to share any burdens even if they heavily involve Scorpius!
What do you guys reckon? I'd like to know how you think Scorpius would handle this from now on.
Anyways, it's his birthday next chapter and Rose WILL be there! Just like always.
Also, what do you think about their past? She tries to say they've had no past but it's fairly obvious that they have due to the flash backs. Hah! She's delusional.
i'll update by the 9th of May... hopefully. My son is about to start school :'( he's growing up too fast!
REVIEW! to give me the will to write, pleeeeeeeeeeeease :) xox
Preview yo':
"I didn't have to be a one-night stand Weasley"
I shrug, "What could it have been then?" I'm getting irritated and he can tell.
