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April 16
Genevieve had been sitting in her bed all night thinking. She knew who the father of Rose's baby was. She just had to figure out how to use it to her advantage. She grinned as she thought of the other person who may be interested in helping her to keep Scorpius and Weasley apart.
April 23
Hogsmede weekend. Scorpius was looking to get out of the confining restrains of the castle. He tried to push out the fact that Rose had managed to get him to agree to look at things for the baby. The 18 year old grimaced, the things he did for love. He set out to go to breakfast, Albus following behind him still half asleep.
The trio reached Hogsmede and began wandering around the town, popping in and out of stores. It was during a trip into a store with baby clothes, where Rose and Lily, who had joined them, were oohing and ahhing over frilly pink dresses (Rose was still uncertain about the baby's gender) that Scorpius excused himself to get some fresh air. He leaned back against the cool exterior of the shop and took in some deep breaths. Straightening up the Slytherin student saw a familiar person ducking around the corner. Hot red anger, coursed through Scorpius' veins. He took off and rounding the corner yelled at the man.
"Hey Woods!"
Gavin Woods turned around to face his angry pursuer.
"Malfoy," he raised an eyebrow and turned to leave stopped by the hand on his arm. The older man looked down at his arm and then around at Scorpius.
"What can I help you with?" he asked coolly.
"You bastard," Scorpius hissed out between his teeth. Gavin looked taken aback.
"How could you do that to her?"
"Do what to whom?" Gavin asked, pulling his arm out of Scorpius' grasp, starting to feel annoyed with the younger boy.
Scorpius snarled, "Rose, you wanker! How could you get her pregnant and not help her at all?"
Gavin looked at Scorpius carefully, "I didn't," he said softly. Scorpius froze.
"What do you mean?" he asked, his anger fleeing him.
"I didn't get Rose pregnant," Gavin said carefully, "we never…" the young man trailed off.
"You never had sex with her" Scorpius filled in, staring at his friend's ex- boyfriend, "but then who did?" Gavin shrugged his shoulders.
"I wish I knew."
May 15
Rose was starting to get really big now. She was slightly more than six months along and it was getting more difficult to do day to day tasks. Luckily she had magic to help her tie her shoes.
"Do you need anything Rose? Any weird food things?" Scorpius asked his friend, grinning. Rose rolled her eyes.
"Well you know with all these hormones going crazy, I really want sex. Care to help me out?" Rose shot back, Al grimacing at her joke. Scorpius went pale.
"What," he managed to get out, his stomach going crazy.
"I'm kidding. Well, about the you helping me out thing," Rose said. Scorpius stared at her, then very belatedly forced out a laugh.
"Good one, Rose. Of course I knew you were kidding," he said, his voice coming out strained. Al rolled his eyes behind them. If Lily were correct about whom the father was Al sighed. Why did things have to be so complicated? Perhaps he should confront Rose with what he knew. It could be risky, but perhaps by going to his cousin, she could clear up a few of the questions he had.
May 29
"Hey Rose," Al stood behind his cousin in her dormitory.
"Albus, how did you get up here," Rose turned around and faced her cousin, wondering how and why he was in the seventh year Gryffindors' room. The girl had put on her pajamas for the night. A frilly maternal set that would have looked old on someone twice her age. Albus didn't immediately answer the girl instead looking around the room.
"No one else is here. I'm just going to bed earlier and earlier these days," Rose answered his unspoken question softly.
"Good. Why doesn't he know," Al demanded of his cousin.
"Why doesn't who know about what?" Rose asked, eyebrows furrowing.
"The father of your child. I know who it is," Al interrupted his cousin before she could say anything. She closed her mouth and stared at him.
"Why doesn't he realize that he's the father? He seems to be under the impression that you and he never had sex. Why? Was he really that drunk?" Albus asked.
Rose sighed, "No," she said.
"So what's going on?" Albus asked.
Rose began to wake up. Her mind was still very groggy, but she slowly became aware of the arm slung around her waist as well as some aches and pains in places that made her eyes shoot open. She glanced over at her bedmate, memories of the night before trickling through her head. What really struck her the most was the memory of three little words; "I love you." She stared at her lover. He had never said them back. She had told him she loved him and he had never said the words back. Her heart began pounding furiously as a sick feeling started to form. Tears began trickling down her face. Rose began looking around frantically for her wand. Upon finding it she paused staring at the naked back of the man next to her. She forced back a hysterical giggle as she muttered an incantation.
Albus stared at his cousin, "You did a memory charm on him," he whispered, green eyes wide. Rose nodded.
"He doesn't remember having sex with me because I blocked it from his memory," she said softly back. "I told him I loved him, but it was just a drunken mistake. He doesn't love me back, so I erased his memory of what occurred between us," the girl choked back a sob. Al went and hugged his cousin.
"For a smart girl, you're very stupid," he told her. Rose pulled away and stared at him. "You need to tell him the truth," he said.
The girl stood just outside the door to her dormitory where Rose and Al were talking. Her breathing came in faster. This could just be the information she and Genevieve were looking for. She grinned to herself as she turned on her heel and quickly made her way out of Gryffindor.
May 30
"Have you told him yet," Albus asked his cousin, as she came out of the Gryffindor portrait hole.
"Not yet," she admitted.
June 1
"You have to tell him," Albus hissed at his cousin as she was on her way to floo to St. Mungus hospital for a checkup.
"I know Albus," she grumbled back.
June 3
"What are you waiting for?" Albus asked.
"For you to wither up and die," Rose mumbled under her breath, not caring if Albus heard her or not.
June 5
"What do you want Genevieve?" Scorpius asked, annoyance hitting him as he looked up to see the girl hovering just inside the door to the Slytherin boys' room. He was hoping to go to bed.
"What do you think?" the girl asked suggestively, shrugging off the thin robe she was wearing over her nightie. It fell to the floor as she made her way to Scorpius' bed. The boy groaned.
"I AM NOT interested," he said angrily. When would she give up?
"I know," she said condescendingly, "you're interested in that pregnant cow, Weasley."
"Don't call her a cow," Scorpius said angrily.
"That's what I call anyone who sleeps with someone and then not only doesn't tell them when they're pregnant with their child, but erases their memory of even sleeping together at all," Genevieve smirked. Scorpius looked sharply up at the girl, hovering near his bed, barely dressed.
"What are you talking about?" Scorpius whispered. The girl grinned.
