A/N: I'm really sorry about all the typos in the last chapter guys! I was in a hurry to post it, and didn't check it well enough. When I have the patience I'll go back and fix it. Anyway, here's the last chapter of the story! It ended up a little different than I had originally planned, but it still turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself. Please review – it would be greatly appreciated on the last chapter, especially because it's the first story I've ever finished! Thank you for following my story!
The Room of Requirement was currently a small, cozy room bedecked with two squashy chairs, a love seat, and humongous bookcases lining every wall from floor to ceiling. It was the perfect place for thinking, which was exactly what it current occupant was doing.
Rose wasn't sitting in the loveseat reading like she normally did, though. She wasn't even reading. She was, in fact, pacing the length of the room, and wearing a rut into the plush scarlet carpet in the process. Perhaps the most out-of-the-ordinary part of Rose's visit was the thoughts running through her head. Normally, even when she was really worked up, her thoughts were calm and rational. But right now, Rose was way past calm and rational. Thoughts kept on running into each other and forming questions that didn't even make the slightest sense. In all honesty, Rose was just about ready to pass out.
She sat down on one of the chairs, suddenly very dizzy. It wasn't surprising to her, as she was feeling alarmingly overwhelmed. First, what she found out this morning, and now this? Of course, Rose thought, it doesn't have to be so overwhelming. She realized, in fact, that the solution was quite simple. Everything would work out, because she loved him and he loved her. And it hit Rose that there really wasn't any problem. She was still overwhelmed, of course, but now it was out of pure excitement. Happy tears started falling down her cheeks, and Rose started laughing at the sheer absurdity that she would even consider saying no. She quickly wiped away the tears and stood up carefully, not wanting to be dizzy again. Then with an ecstatic grin on her face, she walked out of the room to search for Scorpius.
The corridors were nearly empty, aside from a few stragglers. Everyone was outside, enjoying their final day at Hogwarts. As Rose made her way down the stone steps and outside, she thought about how much she would miss this place. She almost started crying again, but something interrupted her. A tall something with messy black hair and piercing green eyes.
"Rose!" Al exclaimed. "Where have you been? Scor has been so on edge he can't even get a single quaffle through one of the goal hoops! What did you do to him?" It was only then that Rose realized Al was clutching his Lightning Bolt.
"I did something I shouldn't have , and now I have to go apologize. Is he still at the pitch?"
"Yeah," Al replied. He made to walk away, but he paused and looked back at Rose. "You look… different…but in a good way," he added hastily. "Like, you're glowing or something." Rose stiffened and felt color rush to her cheeks. How could he tell? She thought frantically. Al stared at her weirdly, but then his eyes widened in realization.
"Are you - ," he started to ask, but Rose had already run off before he could say anything else. Al stood there with his mouth open for a few seconds before shaking his head and smiling to himself as he walked back to the castle.
RWSMRWSMRWSMRWSM
"Scor, come down! I need tell you something!" Rose yelled up to the figure flying around the Quidditch pitch. In response, he smashed the quaffle against a goal hoop – it bounced off the hoop and almost hit him in the head. He caught the red ball and flew down to Rose, where he landed so sharply he fell off the broom. Rose giggled, but stopped immediately when he shot her a glare she hadn't ever seen grace his features. She knelt down in the grass next to him, feeling dizzy again. I shouldn't have run here, she thought, but it was too late to change that.
"Scor," she said, her voice cracking and tears threatening to fall. "Scor, I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me, I was just so shocked, and I wasn't feeling very well, and – ,"
"You weren't feeling well?" Scorpius interrupted, dropping all angry pretenses and looking worried. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Rose laughed quickly, fighting the nausea that was stirring in her stomach.
"I'm fine, Scor," she said. "Well, sort of."
"What do you mean 'sort of?'" he asked frantically.
"Before I say anything else, yes." Scorpius cocked his head toward her, confused. "Your question from before! My answer is yes!" She continued The nausea was getting worse… Scor looked at her in shock, then threw his arms around her and kissed her roughly on the lips. She gently pushed him away, not wanting to be sick on him. She smiled softly at him and swallowed hard.
"You'll marry me?" he clarified. She nodded slowly. "We're getting married!" He shouted, making to hug her again. But Rose stopped him.
"And I'm pregnant," she said, waiting for a reaction. But the nausea inside of her swelled, and she was violently sick all over Scorpius' shoes. He quickly scourgified them and the grass, then stood and picked Rose up gingerly. She had started crying again, mortified at what had just happened.
"I-I'm so s-sorry, Scor!" she wailed, tears coursing down her cheeks. Scorpius shushed her, smoothing her hair as he walked back toward the castle. He didn't say a word the entire time he was walking back to the Room of Requirement. When he arrived there, he sat Rose down on the loveseat and sat down next to her. Her tears had stopped, but her breathing was still short and sporadic. When Scorpius tried to look her in the eye, she looked away. He cupped her chin in his hand and forced to her to look at him.
"Rose, if you can talk now, could you please repeat what you said down at the pitch?"
"It – it was noth – "
"Don't you dare try that with me. What did you say?"
"I'm pregnant," she whispered, her lips quivering. Please don't be mad, she thought, please don't be mad.
Scorpius' entire face lit up. His eyes shined with excited tears and a grin so wide it seemed to reach the ends of the earth graced his lips.
"Really?" He asked, willing it to be true, please let it be true, I love her.
Rose nodded, her mind reeling from his reaction. She was relieved and happy and tired and happy, and Scorpius was happy! She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go, ever. He hugged her back, not believing his luck.
"We're getting married," Rose said faintly into his ear.
"We're going to be parents," Scorpius whispered to her.
Rose shifted so that she was half laying, half sitting on him, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. His hands found themselves on her stomach, and remained there. They slept through the rest of the afternoon, in each other's arms. Nothing could destroy their happiness, not even the possible threat of unhappy parents. They had each other and they had their baby, and that was all that mattered.
FIN
