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Chapter Eight
Telling Malfoy's and Heart to hearts
"Merlin, everything bad happens at breakfast, what's going to happen today d'you reckon babe?" Harley said as she gracefully put a piece of orange in her mouth even though she's hung over as hell she still manages to scrub up and look good.
I on the other hand scoffed down two bowls of porridge and two pieces of toast, of course earning a grin of approval from Jackie, I was starting to think that maybe she just wanted me to get fat.
I shrug and grunt, "I don't know" through a mouth full of toast.
"Look at her, sniffing around like a Hippogriff on heat" says Harley watching the Slytherin table, her eyes never leaving Lesath Malfoy as she stands over her brother. Yelling something.
Something about me.
"She doesn't look happy at all man" Hugo pipes up, "OMG, she doesn't. Hate to be on the other end of that conversation" Lily says with a grin on her face.
I gulp, "Some of us won't have to imagine" and I was right. I took my last sip of orange juice before She-Mort arrived at the table.
Her posse was behind her as she loomed over me. If only I was a religious Muggle, I could do the Hail Mary before she took to me.
"So, I hear you've ruined my brother's life. I hope you know that he's going to have nothing to do with it"
James looked at her, "Ever cross your mind that maybe he ruined her life?"
I took another sip of juice, just buying time.
She laughed, "Don't get loud with me James. I wouldn't want everyone to know how you really treat people" she spat.
Everyone looked around, Louis leaned into me "I don't think this is about you anymore"
"Merlin, get over yourself Lesath! I'm sick of it!"
"Shut the fuck up Potter, this isn't about you, it's about your slut of a cousin. Now, I know you've managed to convince my brother that he wants something to do with you and the child, but believe me, I'll figure out who the real father is, don't think that I don't know that you've had sex with more boys than a female seventh year Hufflepuff's touched. Now consider me being nice right now, because once I tell my parents. You're done" she said quietly and the whole time she carried a smile.
James was silent through her speech and I looked at her, "Lesath, you obviously don't know me, and you sure as hell don't know your brother, so you can back the fuck off. I don't want your brother to be involved if he doesn't want to, so you have no idea what you're talking about" I say back to her as I stand up and look her straight in the eye.
"Oh shut up! You have no idea what you're putting him through! He's done nothing but pine over you and all you can say is that you don't fucking care if he wants to see the end of you! Not to mention you've slept around before!" she says.
I can see Storm approaching, and that wasn't good for two reasons, he'd try and reason with Lesath and he'd then get an ear full from his brother Reign.
"What's going on guys?" He said calmly.
His brother snorted, "Leave it up to you to fall for a pregnant half-blood aye brother, nice work, making Dad proud no less" Reign said to his brother in a gentle way that made you feel so uneasy that you wanted to through yourself off a bridge but land in a pool of pillows.
Storm stood next to me and put his hand on my shoulder, "Mother always said not to judge, I'm sure you remember that"
"She's your mother, not mine!" Reign spat.
Storm shook his head, "But she loves you just as much as me"
I'd had enough, I'm not going to sit here and listen to two guys argue about me when I'm not even going out with Storm anymore, he'd finally seen the light and realized he was better without me, "Reign, I'm not dragging him down anymore, he dumped me"
"I didn't dump her, it was just better for the both of us" Storm said quietly.
"Stop changing the subject at the end of the day you were going out with a tart, father is going to shun you for life"
"Let him, I don't mind" oh no, I couldn't have people shunning people because of me, "Storm, stop please, I can't let you fight with your brother because of me" I whisper.
"He'll get over it" he whispered back.
Lesath laughs, "Merlin, you sure get around don't you"
"Leave Lesath before this turns ugly" I hiss at her. I wasn't scared of her; she was just so hard to find the good in.
She stares at me for a second then stands on the platform seat of the Gryffindor table, "LISTEN UP EVERYONE…"
Oh no.
"ROSE WEASLEY IS PREGNANT!" she yells. She didn't have to; the hall was silent as soon as she'd made her way to the Gryffindor table, she could have whispered it and everyone would have heard.
"You can sort it out yourself Weasley, but this is not going to go down well" she spat and she left the table.
Nalin and Lysander look at each other while Freesia stares at James, "Why didn't you say anything James?" she said. Her look of disappointment was priceless, it actually made me upset.
He shook his head, "I couldn't"
He looks weird, like he's hiding something, "Ummm, I'm fine guys, really, I just got showed up in front of the whole school" I say as the tears start streaming down my face.
I can hear the whispers now, the pointing, I can feel it, and it's piercing through my robes and right into the skin of my back.
I knew it, she's pregnant…
….What a whore, can't even last the rest of her school life to have a kid
What a lucky bitch…
…Malfoy shouldn't have picked her
Red heads, always gagging for it…
I excuse myself from the table and I run to the common room, I had nowhere else to go, I could go to the toilets, but people will follow me and interrogate me, I could go and find Malfoy, but what would he say?
I had to go back to bed.
SCORPIUS POV
"Why'd you do that Lee? That was straight fucking nasty and you know it" I spat at my sister.
She had no idea what Weasley was going through, she didn't have the right to announce that she was pregnant to the whole school during breakfast. She sure as hell didn't have the right to tell Rose things about me that I don't approve of. As if I was that evil to not have anything to do with the kid, sure I'd joke about it, wouldn't be any fun if she thought I'd crawl around on my knees for her, but I wouldn't actually do it.
"Oh come on Scorpy, she's trying to trap you" she said while brushing my hair out of my eyes, I shake my head to tell her to get off and look at her.
"Lee, how can she trap me? I did the bloody thing," I yell at her. She pouts and crosses her arms, "Oh don't pull that shit, it might have worked on me when I was five, but not anymore"
She glares at me, "Scorpy! Her family are blood traitors! They're arrogant bastards"
"And when did our family care about blood status aye? That shit is long gone, and Grandfather doesn't even know what he's talking about half the time. This isn't about her, it's about James!"
I got her, and now she's standing there gaping like Professor Longbottom when he discovers seedlings. "You don't know what you're talking about Scorpy" she says while flicking her hair back.
I wasn't dumb, I knew that she liked Potter, it was so damn obvious, I watched her watching him and it looked a whole lot like how I look at Rose.
"I might not know exactly what I'm talking about, but I've got a fair fucking idea"
She sniggers, "Dad's not going to be happy" no bloody jokes woman.
"He's going to have to deal with it"
She shrugs, "Mum's not either"
I shrug, "She'll get over it"
She sighs and grabs my hand, my sister always knew how to look the victim, "You don't need to waste your life away like this Scorpy"
I'm not, I'm having a kid; it's not the end of the god damn world. And it would be even better if the mother knew how I damned felt about her but she was just so annoying that I couldn't tell her, and even when I'm kissing her and expressing my love she doesn't want to hear it and instead makes awkward conversation because she's so damn scared!
"Lee, don't worry about me" I say to her.
"I can't help it Scorpy"
"No you're not worrying about me, you're worrying that because of me we're going to have some type of connection with the Weasley's so then you'll be connected to Potter and you're cut up that he doesn't feel the same damn way about you as you do to him. Stop messing with me Lee" I say to her, and I'm harsh, but I don't give two fucks let alone three. And she stands there watching me as I sit in my seat.
She was quiet, and her grey eyes stung me like the time she convinced me to grab a bee with my bare hands, I didn't like it, was this what it was like when people looked in to my eyes? For Merlin's sakes, next time I get irritated with someone I'd have to make a mental note to not look them directly in the eye, it was intense. She then sat down on the couch next to me and twisted around so she was facing me; I refused to follow her lead and turn to face her so I looked straight ahead. I was being stubborn, something she was oh so familiar with. She taught me well, "Look at me!" she said as she reached out for my chin and forced my head to look at her, "Ouch!" I said.
She was squeezing my face so hard that it made my lips pout out and my eyes bunch up, "Abuse was never the answer" I mutter.
She sniggered, "Look, you're going to be a Dad Scorpius! You're going to have a child and it's all because you made a stupid mistake with someone—Oh—" she said and her lips turned into a smile.
She saw the face I had on, the one after she said "mistake"
She started laughing now, cackling more like, I'd throw a hat on her and she'd turn into one of those old witches, "You know, the more you laugh like that, the more your heart turns to stone and the more wrinkles you'll get until you're an old hag" I say to her but she ignores me while she laughs.
She reapplies her lipstick, smacks her lips together and starts up again, "Don't tell me that when you two had sex, it meant something"
"Yeah well we're not all heartless users like you" I snap back.
"You're not set out to be a father and love the kid any more than I am to start caring about anyone" she says to me. She's adding blush now.
I sigh, she's screwed; I'm telling you she is, "You do care though. About Potter"
She stands up as though she's about to leave, "You know that Zabini dumped her last night? About bloody time he grew some fucking balls, took him long enough"
I shrug, I didn't know, and I'm bloody glad he did, but now I was scared for some reason.
"Well, say hi to Mum and Dad from me when they arrive tomorrow, I sent them a letter, I hope you're prepared" she said while sniggering.
"I don't care" I say back.
She laughs, "If you were so damn proud why didn't you tell them first?"
She had got me.
"You know it has fingernails by now!" I yell back at her, but she doesn't say anything in return.
ROSE POV
I sit in the common room after all my classes, I doubt I'll end up going to supper or they'd all probably start finding out more things about me. They'd probably find out what colour my knickers and bras are or what colour my stomach is compared to my arms and legs.
All those things you don't want people to know but they find out in horrible ways like from someone standing on top of a table and shouting it across the room, that's usually the best way.
"Bud, you have your scan at the end of the week" Al says to me, he doesn't bother whispering, but I still flinch. Instinct after hiding something after nearly two months.
I shrug, "Bah, I don't care" I say. He looks at me with horror, "How could you say that? I care! You know, the kid has fingernails!" he says.
It does? "How do you know that?" I ask him.
He looks down and doesn't meet my eyes, "Scorp told me"
Haha, must be a joke, so I laugh, "Sure" I say.
"No really"
"Bugger off, how does he know that?"
"He read a book"
Now there's a joke, Malfoy doesn't read, he doesn't even read instructions to potions we're supposed to be brewing in class.
"Seriously, he read a book; the kid will have nails by now and in a couple months' time the kid will be able to tell light from dark and follow movements in front of it"
I look at him shocked. "That's too much information right now Al"
He holds my hand, "Ok"
"I think I need to lay down, I'm not feeling too good at the moment" I say to him. And he lets me go.
I wake up and it's midnight, actually twelve-twenty-six to be exact, and what do I usually do when shit hits the fan like this and I wish I was taken over by a bunch of power hungry goblins? I visit Malfoy.
Fitting I guess since he is the one who knocked me up.
I make sure I don't wake up any of my roommates up that was the last thing I needed. If I woke them up they'd want to talk and talking meant assessing the situation and assessing the situation not only meant talking about the baby, but Malfoy as well, and I didn't know what was happening there. All I knew was that I was having bad times with Storm. And the thing was that Storm didn't actually have anything to do with the bad times. At all.
I think about how I should buy me a blindfold and attempt getting from the Gryffindor seventh year boys dorm to the Slytherin sixth year boys dorm with it on and in the dark.
I'm pretty sure I could do it. Is that bad?
I manage to open the Gryffindor boys door and sneak in. James was awake.
"The cloak is on top of the trunk, I was using it" he said quietly.
I look at him in the dark, I can't see anything, but I feel as though he just caught me stealing. I guess he did, "Oh, thanks" I say to him.
"Come over here Bud" he says to me. I can hear him patting his bed.
"What do you want?" I hiss, I really had to be going. And at the same time, I really had to be staying; I didn't want to feel as though I relied on Malfoy.
"Just come sit with me, before Sean wakes up and realizes you're in here!" he hisses back.
I jump on his bed and draw the curtain, "Well?" I say.
"You can't get snarky with me; I'm letting you take the cloak aren't I?"
"Well you never had any objections before when I used to sneak in"
"Well you shouldn't have been sneaking in in the first place"
I sigh, "Ok, whatever, I get it" I say and I fall backwards.
"Why are you going to see Malfoy?" he asks me. There are a million and one reasons.
The main being that I don't know what to do, with him, with his sister.
I shrug but he can't see me, "I don't know, I just need him I guess"
"You don't, you have me and Al, Hue and Louis, you don't need a boy to make up for the kid's father, you have men" He said in a deep voice. Oh god, if Al wasn't enough I now have to put up with him.
"It's going to be hard to explain to the kid why it has four fathers rather than the required one" I say.
I get up and go to his trunk and grab the cloak, "Rose" he says in a yawn.
"Yes James" I reply getting a bit agitated.
He thinks about what to say before saying, "I think you'll be an awesome Mum, hard, but awesome, you've always helped me"
I walk out and think about how mental this guy is.
I stumble down the corridors; unfortunately I'm getting upset for no reason. Hormones? Maybe. Surely not though. I can't be hormonal when I'm only just over two months along.
I say the password to the Slytherin common room and rush in.
Familiar grounds this is.
"You've got a big bloody wand walking in here after today Weasley, well done" I hear her voice say. I can see she's sitting in the dark with nothing but the fire blazing behind her, a glass of what looks like Firewhiskey in her hand. Merlin this girl was weird.
"But of a dramatic scene even for you Lesath, I mean come on, fire in the background, glass of Firewhiskey, you sitting in here by yourself" I mutter as I make my way to the Boys dorm staircase.
She laughs quietly, "Ok, here's the thing Weasley, mutter a single bloody word about this and I will hex you, I don't like you, you can thank your cousin for that and the fact that you're potentially ruining my baby brother's life after my parents explicitly told me when I was five that I had to do everything in my power to look after him, and now he doesn't want my help. Has anyone thought about who was there to look after me? Does anyone worry about what happens to me?"
I stand there in shock, what the hell was she on? And why do I need to know these things? I stand there awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other "Umm, ok" I say.
"You have about as much feelings as your cousin" she says taking another gulp of her drink.
I nod, "I think you might want to go to bed Lesath, by the look of things you're not going to be able to remember any of this tomorrow morning" I say to her.
"Good, I don't want to remember"
I don't move from my spot even though I have the urge to help her to bed, that's just the good coming out of me, not because I feel obliged to help my kid's Aunty.
"I think what I'm trying to say Weasley is that people don't have the right to harm people even if they don't know they're doing it" she says quietly with a couple of hiccups laced through her words.
"Here, here" I say. I move up the first step before she starts talking again. Would you shut the hell up!
She shakes her head, "No you don't understand! Like, I pissed you off today, but I knew I was doing it, I was doing it on purpose on the other hand, you having a kid to my brother yet still having a relationship with Reign's brother, you're hurting people without even knowing" she said.
"I hate to say this, but you're right, Storm deserves better and he knows that now, that's why he dumped me" I say quietly.
Yet again she cackles, "You're so much like your cousin"
"This isn't about James, it's about Storm and how I hurt him" I say almost a whisper.
She lifts her drink to her lips, "Are you sure it's Storm you've hurt?"
I'd had enough. I walk up the stairs and ignore that she was midway through a sentence as I barge up the stairs and I reach the dorm room. Finally.
I look around, Al is sprawled out; his legs dangling off the edge of his bed; he always sleeps with his drapes open. The poor kid is claustrophobic and thought that maybe the baby would turn out that way too saying that if you're couped up in a womb for nine months, surely you wouldn't want to be couped up again after that. Bless him.
I walk up to Malfoy's bed and yank back the drapes, which could have been dangerous, he could have had Ashley Parkinson-Krum with him, he could be totally naked, he could be doing some crazy thing with his hand and a nice image of some famous witch smothered in whipped cream and a bunch of cherries on her head. I don't know, but any of those things could in fact be going on right now.
These were hard times, might have been literal if one of the aforementioned things were true.
Oh god, I'm not thinking about Scorpius doing unholy things while I'm standing at his bed am I? "Malfoy? Wake up!" I hiss into the dark.
"Weasley?" he grumbled God, there's a person who just yanked your curtain open and hissed your name and you just grumble and not move? How rude!
Bah, I'm going mad!
"No, it's Voldemort!" I say as I slap him lightly on the arm.
"I'd rather see him than you right now" he muttered as he rolled on to his back and opened his blanket for me.
"I can't sleep Malfoy"
"Join the club," he says quietly as he keeps the blanket open for me, "Ummm, Weasley, it's pretty cold, get in or keep out your choice"
I slip in and it's warm, "I don't think you'd actually want to see Voldemort instead of me, I reckon he wouldn't be too happy about you knocking up a half blood like myself" I say stupidly. He laughs and I can feel his chest vibrate against my back.
"You're right, but I don't think you'd be too happy about him calling you a half blood, so you'd probably end up doing as your Uncle does and killing him" he says.
I smile talk comes easily when Malfoy was sleepy, I mutter "Lumos" and then light escapes out of my wand.
I roll over to look at him, his hair was messy, he never wore a shirt to bed and he's pale, his grey eyes staring at mine, "Your eyes are brown" he says.
I roll them, "No shit, you're telling the owner"
He shrugs, "I never realised that they were brown—Hazel—to be exact. Green and brown"
"And yours are grey, cold and damp" I say back to him.
He clutched his chest in mock shock, "I'm offended by that, you make it sound like I have no bloody soul" he says.
I nod, "Because you don't"
He smiles at me an actual smile, "Oh my Merlin, your eyes squint when you smile" I say, and they do, it's like he's grinning so hard that you can't even see his eyeballs.
That's what he looks like when he really smiles!
"No they don't" he says while straightening his face out and relieving himself from the pain he probably gets from attempting to be happy.
I shake my head, "Yes they do"
He snorts at me and shakes his head, "I think you need to do as Harry Potter does and get some glasses, you're obviously blind" he says, oh, he's offended that I said he actually does have something in him that allows him to smile instead of smirk!
"You know, you actually look like a little boy at Christmas when you smile like that"
It goes silent.
"Weasley, do you think we'll be good parents?" he asks me, "I mean, we'll be doing it together right… because you'd suck on your own" I extinguish the light at the tip of my wand.
Malfoy had this thing when he'd say something nice and then go and ruin it by adding an insult at the end, like an afterthought, like he'd have to say something insulting just to make sure he sounded like him and not someone else. But he wouldn't be him if he didn't insult me right? And it's not like I didn't insult him either.
But lately, the insults seemed more forced from him rather than the "roll-off-the-tongue" thing he used to have going.
"Honestly Malfoy? I doubt it. But we have to try right?—I mean, that's what you want aye? I don't want it if you don't want it" I say quickly.
I'll be screwed if he didn't want it.
"Oh yeah, I mean, sure, if you want it, I want it. Not that I fucking want it, I mean that I don't mind if you want it" he says nervously.
It was getting really hot, and I was feeling awkward right now.
"So I guess we're doing it right?" I say.
"Yes" he said immediately.
I take a deep breath and I feel his hands travelling to my stomach, "So we're going to be a Mum and Dad—Friends only right?" I say
I hear him sigh and his grip tightens on my stomach, "If that's what you want" he mutters.
I don't say anything to him, I didn't know what he meant and I didn't want to insinuate that he meant that he wants to be with me.
"Will Storm be in the picture?" he asked with caution, as if he could fool me.
"No, you know that he dumped me" I say. But was that how it was? It wasn't a dumping; it was a coming to the reality that it wasn't right for us to be together.
Malfoy sniggered, "He finally knows that you were in the wrong"
"Yes" I say quietly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it like that" he said, but he was right, I was totally in the wrong.
I smile to myself, "You're right Malfoy, he handled it too well and I couldn't live with the guilt fucking eating away at me like a giant slug to a pumpkin at Hagrid's place"
"Will you listen to me now?"
In January when it was common knowledge that Storm and I were together, Malfoy had trapped me in a deserted corridor, I had refused to talk to him after he told Storm that I didn't deserve him.
He got me against the wall, "Weasley, why?" he asked me. I knew what he was asking, he was asking why I was going out with Storm after he himself had asked me on a date to Hogsmeade that same day and I declined.
"Because Malfoy, he treats me good, he doesn't annoy me and he sure as hell doesn't flaunt himself around the school" I snap at him, he flinches at my tone.
His eyes widen and he looks tense, "How many times do I have to tell you Rose? I like you! And I know you like me back, he won't treat you the same way I will! The guy is too nice, you'll end up chewing him up and spiting him right out just the way his brother does"
My heart started to race, of course I wanted to be with Malfoy, but with the way he always changed his attitude and the way I didn't know how to read how he was going to act each day, it was too hard. Not to mention how we just couldn't be together.
"Rose, he's just not made for you!" he said while grabbing my hand, "Look at me! What sort of guy watches their girlfriend pine over some other guy? What sort of guy stays behind so his girlfriend can go out and spend time with other guys? He's not your type Rose!" he was shaking my shoulders now. "And I'm sorry to break it to you sweetheart, he's too fucking good for you"
Storm was the complete opposite to me, but I liked him a lot. Because he was so damn nice and he was funny. And there wasn't a time where I was sad or upset because of him.
"Malfoy! Listen to me, I don't want to be with you, I want Storm" I said, he snorted.
"Tell me why and I'll leave you alone" he said while crossing his arms.
I didn't want to have to think of reasons why, "Because when I'm with you, it's either really good, or really fucking bad. You and me? We fight way too much about everything! School, Quidditch, rounds, hell; we even fight about what type of parchment we use! We have too many things that we disagree on and I hate to do it, but I blame our stupid parents for making us think in opposite ways and then! To top it all off, when we're upset and we try to help each other, it's not the normal way; we're bloody snarky about it!" I say while waving my arms around to get the point through.
And even at a time like this he manages to smirk, "You're standing here telling me why you don't want to be with me, not about why you want to be with Zabini" he sniggers.
I'd had enough, "Fine! It's because he's caring. Every time he's ever seen me upset he's there comforting me, not being snarky, when he asks about my day he genuinely is interested about how my day has been not using it as some excuse to piss me off, when he's with me, when we're together it's not hard to try and see if he's going to be in a good mood or a bad mood and another thing is I don't feel bad or have to feel like I'm hiding when I'm with him!" I snap at him and the tears start rolling right on queue.
Malfoy is obviously shocked because he's shut up, "You feel like you have to hide when you're with me?" he says in a whisper.
I nod, "I do, because whenever someone's seen us close, you always push me away or you tell me not to say anything"
He snorts, "I thought you didn't want anyone to see you with me" he says.
"It was never like that at my end, and besides, that's not the point"
Malfoy runs his fingers through his hair, "What about my birthday? We were pretty close then"
He had a point, we were very close and in public, "Yeah, but we were drunk"
He sighs and looks at me right in the eye, "Fine. You've got your reasons" and he left.
Malfoy was starting to get irritated with me not answering him, he sighs again, "Look, Weasley, I like you ok"
Oh no, he does? "I like you too Malfoy"
He shakes, I can feel it. "You don't understand what I mean"
I lie in silence.
So I've gathered that he wants to be part of the kid's life, so in turn, my life, but I wasn't sure if he was trying to say he liked me. Like really liked me, and I didn't know if I really liked him, I also gathered that I couldn't keep dragging Storm around with me like this, it wasn't fair. Especially if I didn't feel strongly for him. I could do this alone right?
"My sister told my parents, they'll be at Hogsmeade tomorrow. You'll come right?" he asked me.
I nod even though he can't see me, "Sure" I squeak.
"You were with him weren't you?" Harley snapped at me, I just nod as I do my hair and put on a respectable cream coloured tight fitting, but just above the knee wool dress, with long sleeves may I add, and a black pair of leggings complete with ugg boots and hat.
"You look nice Bud," says Jackie, "Harley will be pleased no doubt" she said while looking at Harley.
Harley sighs, "God, babe, you're bad! What about Storm?"
"Look, I know I should be cut about Storm, but Malfoy and I, we have…" I stop.
"History?" she says while raising an eyebrow, her brown eyes giving me that look of disappointment.
I nod, "I have to go" I say while applying a bit of lip gloss and readjusting my leggings.
"At least go and see Storm!" she shouts at me.
I see him talking to Freesia and he actually looks happy considering everything that's happened.
I give Freesia the look to tell her to move on and she gives me a brief smile before patting Storm on the shoulder and walking away, "How are you Rosie?" he asks and I shrug.
"Been better" I say.
"I have to help Slughorn do filing again"
"Self-inflicted though aye?" I say, I know he would have nominated himself to do it, he's been doing it for the past two years so he could become head-boy since he missed out on prefect.
He laughs, "You know me too well" like shit I do.
"I'm going to Hogsmeade with Malfoy" I say.
He smiles at me understandingly which makes me feel worse. I want to crawl up in a ball at his feet and stay there, "You don't have an appointment do you? If you want I can ask Slughorn to let me stay—only if you want to—Of course—as friends" he says while tucking flyaway hair back behind my ear.
I shake my head, "No, we're telling his parents today," I say, "I'm scared" I say honestly, I mean, I know what my Mum and Dad have told me, and if it's true, I won't stand a chance!
"Don't worry about it, the Malfoy's are nice people, and they won't be able to not like you" he says.
That's just great.
We walk up to the Hogshead in silence, there wasn't much to say I guess, he was nervous, I was about ready to jump in front of the whomping willow and we both knew what was going to happen. We were going to die.
The snow is icy cold and I'm sad that this may be the last time I ever get to see it after Malfoy's death eater father is done with me, "I know you may have a chance of surviving, but do you reckon that after your father's done with me that he'd conjure the dark mark? Or is he not into that anymore?" I ask him.
He stops dead in his tracks, "I've told you before; my Dad's not fucking like that!"
I nod "Sorry, that was pretty rude of me" I mutter.
He continues to catch up to me and I feel bad, I couldn't help it though, "You know, regardless of what you all think, I don't get kicks from people hurting themselves and pissing out with blood" he snaps.
"I know, that would be your father" I mutter.
He grunts, "No, that would be your Uncle and his fondness for the sectumsempra spell" he says.
Shit, he knew about that, "I'm ah, sorry" I say.
He just nods, "My parents aren't that bad you know"
I sigh, I didn't want to know.
It's uncanny how much Malfoy looks like his father, it really was, and it was kind of creepy. I mean, who wants to stare at the guy that's the older version of the guy you're having a kid to? Who looks like the older version of the guy you had sex with?
I was disturbed.
"Hurry up" Malfoy snapped at me and I realized that I had been standing at the door frozen staring at Mr and Mrs Malfoy.
They were smiling in my direction, but they can't have been smiling at me. No way.
Malfoy's smirk they do not smile.
I realize that he's still tugging at my arm, and I'm still gawking at them, I must look like the biggest freak in the world.
I manage to gather my senses and follow him.
I sit opposite Mr and Mrs Malfoy and Malfoy sits next to me, there's too many Malfoy's and not enough of me and my throat starts to dry out with the vision of me being killed in front of so many people.
"Well, you do look like your father" Draco Malfoy says to me.
I gawk at him, pretty un-lady like if you ask me, especially when I'm sitting in the presence of a woman who's wearing bright red stilettos, a black pencil high-waisted skirt with a red blouse and a white pea-coat.
Astoria Malfoy smiles at me and reaches out to touch my hand which I draw back quickly, and I feel immediately rude once I do it, "We're not here to scare you Rose"
She knows my name; they've probably already killed my family.
I still gawk, "Well, I guess you got Lesath's letter then?" Malfoy starts as I stare at his parents.
Draco nods, "Yes, we did, and Scorpy, is it true?"
Malfoy wrings his hands out and looks nervous, "Erm, yes"
Astoria sucks in her breath and looks like she's in shock, she looks a lot like how I assume I look at the moment, her hair is brown, her eyes are green she's nothing like Malfoy at all. Or his sister, they both happen to have inherited their father's looks. Astoria at least looks friendly, not like she's going to strangle you first second you turn your back. I assume her shoes are too pricey to get blood on.
Draco clears his throat then starts, "Who is she? Who, where, what and why? Mainly why? And definitely who?" he says, Dad once told me that the most evil people, you know, criminals, dark lords et cetera talk in cryptic messages so no one else knows what they're talking about.
No wonder they looked friendly at the moment, I was invisible to them, they didn't know I was there let alone the mother to their grandchild.
Now I have to plan my escape, "I'm going to be a father" he says, I'm pretty sure Draco heard that part, now he wants to know who the mother is. He wants to make sure it's not me I'm guessing.
"Where is she?" Astoria says as she looks directly at me, a smile is on her face as if she's hiding the need to start crying.
Malfoy sighs, "She's right in front of you Mum"
"Where?" she says again.
Draco coughs irritably again, "In front of your eyes Astoria, I think it's Rose" he says politely.
Malfoy puts his arm around me, I wonder if they notice I haven't said a word to any of them yet. I wonder if they know I want to vomit all over the table, and this time I'm not sure if it's my being pregnant or the fact that I'm sitting directly across from my father's enemy.
It's probably both.
"Well, I don't know what to say, I mean, I thought your sister was joking when she sent the letter, but bloody hell, I didn't think it was true Scorpius, I never knew you'd do something so bloody stupid! I thought you might have learnt from the last time you were caught doing… stupid things with girls, that maybe you would have calmed down, but obviously not!" Draco said. He shot a look at me then spoke again, "I trust that you've told Weasley and your mother" he said, it wasn't in a rude way but it was enough for me to start getting defensive.
The Malfoy's were taking it quite well considering Draco apparently hated Dad, "Yes I did and they support me one hundred per-cent, actually, one-hundred and ten per-cent" I say while folding my arms across my chest, I had to make sure my parents sounded as though they were the better people.
Astoria nods, "I've heard they're very family orientated," she says kindly. "You know Scorpy; your father and I had to supress those urges when we weren't much older than yourselves, just to ensure that when the time arose, we could have you and your sister without any issues"
"That's great Mum, can one of you order me a stiff drink I need to drown out what I just heard"
"I'm so disappointed in you Scorp" Draco says.
Malfoy's hand tightens on me, "Look," I say, I was sick of them thinking it was all his fault, as much as I wished it was, it wasn't, so I had to say something, "it's not all his fault, it's mine. Don't kill me though" I say as I put up my hands.
Draco and Astoria both look at me like I'm weird; Draco laughs though, sounds like Lesath's laugh. It's not good, "Miss Weasley—"
"Call me Rose" I say without any enthusiasm or any kindness, or anything that may show that I'm getting comfortable with them.
"Ok, Rose, if Scorp pressured you into anything—" Draco got cut off again.
"Oh come on, you automatically assume that I'm the fucking reason why she's up the duff, it's always my fault!" Malfoy snaps, this is why I found it hard to stick up for him in the first place!
Astoria shakes her perfect little head, "Scorpy, it is your fault"
I had a million things running through my head, I could use this to my advantage, but because I was so kind, I couldn't, "No, Mr Malfoy, there was no pressuring" I say.
He nods, "Well, that's good, I doubt my son would've pressured anyone, but I had to be sure"
I nod back and continue staring at them.
Malfoy sighs, "I'm going to the toilet" he says. I cling to his arm under the table but he still gets up.
"Sit down!" I hiss.
He shoots a look at me, his hair in his eyes, "I need to piss Weasley"
"Tone and language Scorp" Draco says.
He laughs and walks away.
It's awkward while we sit there, "So…" I start.
"I can see why Scorpius likes you so much Rose, you're pretty, and you seem to have an attitude, keep him in line" Astoria says.
"Thanks" I say.
Draco inhales and exhales loudly, "I'm not as evil as I used to be, pass that on to your father will you"
"Sure" I reply. One word answers are prime.
"Of course I don't want to see my son throw his life away, but I'm not going to rant and bloody rave at him because of this. Because of my upbringing, I always said to Astoria that I'd support my children no matter what; it was something I never had the chance to get. My father ruled everything I did, and to be blunt, it ruined me. So when Scorpius does things out of line or bad, I have to help him through it. I can't say that I'm happy, I can say I'm very disappointed, but I can't leave you two out on a limb, it's not in me anymore. What I'm trying to say Miss Weasley, is that I don't know how to fix this, or how your parents are dealing with this, but let me assure you that you have a place to stay or money if you need it, with us" Draco said quietly. The whole time his eyes darted from me to the direction of the toilet, waiting for "Scorpy" to walk back into the conversation.
What do I say to something like that? When you assume that a person is one way when really they're another?
Dad would be turning on his recliner chair if he knew what was going on right now.
Malfoy saunters back in, his hair looks like it's been slicked back again and he's splashed water on his face, I can tell, it's instinct, it's the connection I have with him.
I'm joking; his shirt is wet.
"I guess you two have decided what you're going to do. You are what? Two months along now?" Astoria said with a damn smile.
Malfoy nods "Two and a half, and she's keeping it" he says to his mother.
"Have you explored any other options?" she asks. I haven't, I don't know if he has, but I certainly haven't, and I wasn't going to, I had a perfectly good set of parents who were going to help me through this whether they wanted to or not.
Scorpius screws his face up, "No! we have not! And we're not going to!" he snaps.
Astoria sighs, "I was just asking Scorpy, I wasn't saying that you should!"
"Oh" he says.
Draco looks at his son, and the look he gives is that of fear, great, I feel like I've just intruded on some family bonding session and its weird, "We weren't suggesting anything Scorp"
"She can't have an abortion, the kid has fingerprints, it's murder; Muggles could use those prints against me" he says quietly. His mother reaches over and grabs his hand.
"You'll be alright Scorpy, you both will" she coo's and I want to vomit.
I decide I have to go, "I better go now, I have homework to do. It was nice meeting you both" I say.
Astoria stands and hugs me, "Remember what Draco said, and know that you don't have to be alone"
Draco holds up his hand, "Just so I'm clear, do you both have any feelings towards each other?" Oh god.
I stutter a bit then gather my senses, "He's good" I say.
"Yeah" he smirks. Nice, bloody nice.
Draco laughs again, "You two stop or I might cry it's so bloody touching"
I wave good bye and leave, sleep won't come easy tonight.
(A/N) Sorry it's a long chapter, I couldn't split it anywhere because it just wouldn't be the way I wanted it to be.
Also… it's Draco! Woop! I have to admit, I've had a lot of trouble trying to write how he'd react, I'll tell you something, I've had this chapter written for about two weeks but because I was never happy, and still not happy with it, I hadn't posted it.
Gah!
Lesath is troubled, poor girl.
Review my precious readers! Please review! Please, please, please! Just one word to keep me going.
Preview!
Of course he's disappointed, it's nothing but a blurry blob of baby, "What? Not good enough for you?" I snap.
He shakes his head, "No, it's-it's-it's fucking amazing! It's weird but amazing Weasley!" he says with excitement.
"I'm glad you like it I guess" I say awkwardly.
And with that he smiles, "Wow, we did alright aye"
update will be on the 16th of May 2011 :) I hope.
