Chapter 7: A Weasley!


Months passed quite quickly, we found the Room of Requirement, the potion was just about ready, and it soon grew December. Rose was talking excitedly about the dance, which I merely rolled my eyes at. "It's a waste of time, Rose!"

Rose glared. "No it's not!" She basically whined. "You should go."

"Yes. I'll be perfectly happy being the loser without a date," I muttered.

"Ah, c'mon Abigale! What about Scorpius?"

"He never asked me."

"You could always ask him!"

"All the girls will talk about what a lose I am! The girl, asking the boy. I don't think so Rose."

"But-"

"Drop it!" I exclaimed, closing my book and throwing it across the Common Room.

Rose stood there, tears in her eyes.

"Oh, Rose," I murmured, wiping her tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No! It's perfectly fine!" She stormed to the dorms.

I buried my head into my hands. "What in the name of Merlin have I just done?!" I muttered, angry at myself. I ran out of the room, to the Room of Requirement. I punched the wall, then felt the blood on my knuckles. I growled, and punched again and again until my knuckle was a bloody mess, then collapsed and cried.

I stayed there until after dinner and then forced myself to go to my dorm room and cried myself to sleep. When I woke, I walked down to the Common Room, and saw Rose there. "H-hello.." I said tentatively.

She only ignored me.

And that hurt.

"Rose?"

"What?" She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm sorry.."

She only ignored me.

I went to breakfast alone, but didn't eat. Suddenly, someone sat down besides me and wrapped their arms around me.

"It'll be all right," Scorpius's voice assured me.

"N-no it won't... I messed up bad. I hurt Rose's feelings.."

"She'll forgive you, I'm sure of it."

I just nodded, hoping he was right.


The potion was finished right before the dance. So far, Scorpius was wrong about Rose.

I took it, and it was horrible. I gaped at the flavor; it tasted like vomit flavored beans(Bertie Bott's, to be exact).
I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair darkened to red and curled. My eyes lightened to blue.

"My goodness... I'm a Weasley!" Shakily, I dressed and walked into the dance. Instantly, all eyes were on me. It was like Cinderella. Then I realized it was exactly like Cinderella, the unknown girl.

Scorpius looked up at me first. I blushed and approached him.

"May I have a dance?" I asked him.

He smiled, as if he knew who I really was. "Yes, Nuvaya."

I blinked. "H-how?"

"I'd recognize your voice out of any. What happened?"

"My mother used a Glamour Potion on me. This is what I truly look like."

He smiled wider. "I like it."

It was my turn to smile. Hesitatingly, I placed my lips on his.

I thought I surprised him. He surprised me. By kissing back.

I giggled into his mouth. We both pulled away, smiling at each other.

"I love you.." We both murmured to each other, then kissed again.

"Oh, there's the prize you won. Have you thought of it?"

"Yes."

"What would you like?"

"You...as my boyfriend."

He smiled. "Your wish is my command, Sweetie."

I blushed and giggle.

After a bit, Charlie saw me and froze in his tracks.

I bit my lip and pulled away from Scorpius.

"Are you Cecelia's daughter?"

"You know my mum?"

He nodded slowly. "I'm... I'm your father."

It all make sense...the love of dragons, excellent Seekers, the looks!

I heard my mum's shriek. Damn...

"Nuvaya! Charlie! What the f-"

"Do not curse in front of our daughter!" Charlie- er, Dad- snapped, putting his hands on my shoulders.

Mum glared. "You are not her father."

"It's pretty obvious I am!"

"You will not be part of her life!"

I'm not missing anymore of it!"

"Nuvaya?"

"I chose Dad."

Mum growled, then tried to slap me.

Tried.

Dad stopped her.

Mum left me, and never visited me again.

I could care less.


Please review! Just the epilogue left! (if you want one). I had originally planned for this story to be longer, but the longer version was boring. =( sorry.