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Chapter Nine

Scans and bathrooms

SCORPIUS POV

Mum and Dad sit there watching me after she's left, letting them down feels like kicking myself in the balls then feeding them to a hippogriff, Dad always gives me that look that says "How can you be such a disappointment? I managed to go from murderer to saint and you can't even get through one year of school!"

"Merlin Scorp, you've made one huge fucking mistake son" Dad says to me.

I shrug, "No shit"

"This is Rose Weasley we're talking about" he takes another sip of Firewhiskey, now I know where Lee gets it from.

I look at him with fake confusion on my face, "Oh really? I hadn't fucking noticed! Thanks for clearing that up"

Dad shakes his head, "Scorpius, I've been bloody tolerant of this haven't I? Cut me some fucking slack son"

He has, and it's pissing me off! The angrier he was at me, the easier it was to handle; I felt below everyone when Dad was calm. Such a saint.

Mum looks at me, "Scorpy, listen to your father" so I listen.

"You know, you've landed us in a right state. Not only did you get a girl pregnant, but you're only seventeen years old. Rose is only sixteen," Oh, like I didn't know how old we were, "not only is your life going to be put on hold but hers too"

"I hadn't even had sex before! If you two must know, I was a virgin. She wasn't" I snap.

Mum looks at me like I'm stupid, "As if that has anything to do with it Scorpius!" she says in a hiss.

I look at them, they look weird, I don't know how to put it, but it's a look that I've never seen before, maybe this isn't about me. Maybe it's about Rose, "Does this have to do with Rose not being a pure-blood? Is it because she's a Weasley?" I ask.

Mum claps her hand to her mouth and Dad chokes on his drink, "Scorpius, we've raised you better than that!" he spits at me.

I shrug, "I don't know, I just thought maybe it was" I say like I don't care.

But I do, I do bloody care and if they treat Rose any less because her mother is Muggle born, I'd be pissed.

"In fact, because she is a Weasley, I want you to be a part of the child's life, you were man enough to do it; you'll be man enough to deal with it"

What? What the hell was he saying to me? That he wants me to be a part of my kid's life that I'm going to be a father because he told me to? "What are you getting at? I was the one who said I was going to be a part of its life, not you!" I say to him.

"Look, I'm just saying that I agree, you should be involved, but don't go about doing one thing and saying another, you have to be there twenty-four-seven, you know why son?" he says.

Because you think I'm a dead beat? "Why?"

He leans towards me and I match his eyes. And it's scary. Scarier than the time I had to stare at Lee in the eye, "Because I have to prove to her father that we're a changed family, we have to prove that we're not the evil scum we used to be. I have to prove that I raised a proper son and you have to prove that you do feel as deeply for his daughter as you do" he says.

What? It was that obvious that I liked her? Liked her liked her? Damn Dad and his poetic teachings.

"Ok" I say.

Dad shakes his head and laughs, "You know what son? You're a lot like me, oblivious to your surroundings but aware of yourself yet blind to what you want"

I don't get it, "What am I supposed to do to prove all this?" I ask.

He shrugs, "Make a shrine outside their house, make a statue of the golden trio, change your name to Harry, make sure they walk on nothing but flower petals, sing "Weasley is our king" every waking second, I don't give a flying wand what you do just make sure they know we've changed! Because whether you like it or not son, they're going to be connected with us for the rest of all of our lives!" he said, and then took a swig of his drink.

"You're going to be a teenage parent, you're going to be struggling to make wands meet; you'll have no time to yourself and all the time in the world for your kid. It's going to be hard, but you're going to have to deal with it. You signed up for it, you deal with it! And as for your grandfather—" I cut him off.

"Grandfather won't even know what's going on, he's losing his mind" I say.

Dad nods, "That's what I was getting at, we're going to see him for Christmas, so it looks like you'll have to spend time with Rose this Christmas, I'll get hold of Weasley- Ron or Hermione- somehow and let them know, I'm sure they won't object to having the father of their grandchild stay for boxing day and a couple of days after that. Give them time to get to know you, I sure as hell know I'd like to get to know Rose better" he said. Great, just fucking great. He's so Saint like it's making me sick.

He continues on like this for a bit longer until I check the time and tell them I have to leave.

"Just because my father wasn't there for me when I needed him, doesn't mean I won't be here for you Scorp. And just because my father didn't help me when I needed help, doesn't mean I won't help you when you need it" Dad says as he hugs me.

I kiss my Mum and leave.

I'm not cut out for this at all.

ROSE POV

Today is the day I have to go and get my second scan.

I wasn't worried, well; I wasn't worried about the scan I was worried about who was attending.

I had to take Malfoy, I guess, I hadn't told him I was going, and I'm pretty sure he wasn't interested.

He wasn't interested right? He can't have been, he hadn't spoken to me since we were at Hogsmeade. And when I say he hasn't been talking to me, I mean, whenever I see him in the corridor, I run in the opposite direction.

Oh god, it was all me.

I had to take Albus, and when I say I have to take Albus, I mean he begged me to let him come and when I said no, he said he'd come anyways.

I was not taking James, Lucy or Lily. My brother and Louis didn't want to come. Bless them.

Merlin help me.

"Now, the gillyweed grows—Miss Weasley, are you alright?" Neville asks.

I nod, "Fine"

Al and Malfoy look at me from across the room and I glare back "What?" I mouth at them. They shake their heads.

"Rosie, are you ok?" Storm asks me, after Storm came to his senses, we were still friends, it was a bit awkward at times, like when he had to ask about my pregnancy, but otherwise it was good.

Herbology drags on. And on. And on. Until I was so bored I want to go on a raging riot throughout the greenhouses and pull out every plant so we never had to deal with it again, so when it was finally over I was glad.

I was getting used to people watching me in the corridors, if they weren't watching, they were pointing and whispering. I had many fantasies where I'd cut of people's fingers and tongues and make a collage.

That was disgusting.

"So, you thought you could keep your scan from me today did you?" Scorpius whispered in my ear. His hand gripping my shoulder twice.

I had to jump back from him quickly, Malfoy winks at me and leans against the wall in front of me, "You know Malfoy, those types of whispers are what got me in this situation in the first place!"

"Umm, hello? People? I am here you know!" Harley says. I had forgotten she was standing right next to me.

Malfoy raises one eyebrow and looks at her, "Xavier, how are you?" he says.

Harley snorts, "You're pathetic" she says.

"No fighting thanks" I mutter.

Malfoy points towards another corridor, "Al is down there. Go find him, quickly, that's a good girl" he says. And she smiles, she was like a faithful puppy.

"Bye!" she calls as she's following the direction pointed out.

"I want to talk Weasley" he says.

"Oh? You do?" I say. I put my hands on either side of his shoulders in attempt to move him out of my way but he doesn't move.

"Umm, yes I do Rose" he says and he smiles at me. His eyes squinting again.

I sigh, "Ok, go"

"I'm going to your place for boxing day"

I snort, "Whatever" I say. The chances of him going to my place for Christmas are about as high as me giving birth to a thousand galleons. Very slim.

He shrugs, "Don't want to believe it? Then don't. But it's true"

"And how did you come up with this one?"

He winces at the thought must be the memory of how this came to be, "Mum and Dad told me" he said.

I shrug; of course I don't believe him, as if my parents and his parents would agree to this. "Sure" I say.

"You look good Weasley" he says and he brushes my hair back from my face.

I push his hand away from me, god, so many inappropriate touches and whisperings from him; it was bad, "So you want to come?" I say quietly. He starts nodding.

"Of course I do, I want to be there for you Rose—and the baby, mainly the baby—shit, I'm Mumbling" he says quietly then looks down at his shoes.

"Yes, your shoes are truly fascinating" I say sarcastically and his eyes shoot up at me.

I want to shield my eyes from the glare, "Ok. Weasley. I'm coming with you!" he says then he folds his arms in triumph. He managed to say what he wanted without insulting me or Mumbling around.

I nod, "Ok then, well let's go" I say.

We're off to the Hospital Wing.

We're sitting on a bed in the hospital wing waiting for Al, I mean, I don't mind if he doesn't come, but for a guy who was adamant on replacing the father, I thought he'd be here.

"Where's Al?" Malfoy asks. I shrug.

"Al's never early let alone on time" I say. It was true, and we were at least fifteen minutes early.

Malfoy lies back on the bed and lets me sit up. He starts loosening his tie and he looks a bit agitated.

He was nervous, "Are you nervous? Malfoy?" I tease.

He snorts, "Of course bloody not" he says. But he looks away from me.

"You are nervous!"

"Am not!" he argues back.

I sigh, "Don't worry, I was nervous my first time" I tease.

"Oh ha-ha, so funny" he says sarcastically.

I pat him on the shoulder and realize that I am in fact getting comfortable with him. Damn these hard times, "There's nothing to worry about"

"Shush fatty" he says. And I clamp my hand over my mouth in mock shock.

"Now, now, children, settle down," says Madam Pomfrey as she bustles over to us "No arguing in the Hospital Wing, why, Mr Malfoy, about time you joined us. You look a little pale" she says.

He darts up from his lazy position and swings his legs over so they're dangling off the edge with me, "I'm fine" he says.

She shrugs, "You know, you look about as comfortable in here as your father would look in Gryffindor robes, I remember him you know, prissy he was" she said.

Malfoy looked at her with a snare, "It's not often an old woman insults your father is it Malfoy?" I say holding back a laugh.

"Sorry I'm late! I was erm, helping, erm, Harley. You know homework" Al says.

He did arrive, was I happy or irritated? I don't know, "Oh not you again Mr Potter" Madam Pomfrey says while checking my heart rate and eye sight.

"Get on the scales please Miss Weasley" she says as she grabs my wrist and pulls me down off the table.

She was getting rough! I jump off and I see Malfoy has gotten of his arse and is now peering over my shoulder.

"Al, control your friend" I say.

Malfoy laughs, "You don't want me to see how much weight you've gained do you?" he says.

No I bloody didn't.

Madam Pomfrey tugs on my arm again and looks at me with horror, "Good gracious girl! You haven't gained an ounce of weight! You must!" she says to me.

I was glad, I wasn't getting fatter yet; that's got to count for something. Malfoy looks over at me, his arms folded across his chest—as usual—and he looks confused, "Why is that bad?" he says.

"Because she's not feeding the child! The child has to eat too, the less she eats, the more complicated this birth will be. If she carries it to full term" she explains.

Oh no, I was starving it? "Full term? That means nine months! Bud, you could lose it" Al says.

"I haven't been starving myself if that's what you think" I say to her. It wasn't me starving myself; it was me not being able to hold much down.

Madam Pomfrey goes over to desk and writes something down on a paper and hands it to me, "I'm sorry Miss Weasley, but I won't be able to examine you today. We'll have to floo you to St Mungo's" she says.

I look at her, "Why? I mean, I'll eat more, if that's what you want, what's wrong" I say. I was starting to panic.

Sure I was ready to have a kid, I wasn't ready at all to lose it and with Malfoy and his smirking I was sure he wasn't prepared, he'd barely shown me his capabilities to smile let alone become a father. And I didn't want to put any more pressure on Al.

Merlin save me.

"Here's your referral," she says as she shoves the letter in my hand, "And, you must go to St Mungo's because they may have to put you on some potions to ensure you're feeding the child. We have to make sure it's ticking along nicely and it's the right size"

I just nod. Malfoy is already standing at the fireplace with my bag and a handful of floo powder. Al looks like he wants to come but he can't, "Al, you have to stay and tell James, can you write a letter to my Mum and just tell her. Oh, and your Mum too" I say.

He nods and comes over, "You'll be right Bud" he says with a grin and a quick hug.

I was actually scared he wasn't coming.

"Oh and Miss Weasley, when you come back, floo back to the hospital wing, not the Headmistress, I want to know how it went, it seems that I'm starting to grow fond of you" she said while waving to me.

I don't know what to say, the old woman was losing it, it was obvious, "Erm, ok, thanks" I say quickly.

The sooner I was at St Mungo's the sooner I could help this kid out, because whether I liked it or not, I was worried that I may lose it.

All because of some vomiting.

We arrive at St Mungo's, the sterile smell hurts my nose and I know that my sense of smell is heightening. It was bad, I didn't like the smell of bacon anymore, I didn't like apple juice and I didn't like raspberry jam.

"Am I weird because I don't like raspberry jam?" I ask Malfoy.

He looks at me like I'm stupid, "What?"

"You heard me" I say while pulling a piece of cotton from Malfoy's jersey. I hate random bits of string.

"Umm, I guess, I don't know anyone who doesn't like it. You used to like it though. Didn't you?" he asks.

He remembers that my favourite jam was raspberry?

I guess he would, after the night I nearly ate a jar full.

One day last year I was hit hard with tonsillitis, and for an entire week I couldn't eat anything.

I was stuck in the Gryffindor tower for merlin knows how long and it sucked, I was hungry, I was thirsty and I was bored. Not to mention I had missed out on the Quidditch match. I was supposed to be Malfoy's partner for a Charms assignment, the work of Professor Darcy, not me, so he came up to see me.

Or tell me how great he was on his own.

"Bloody hell Weasley, you look terrible" He said to me. I did, I was in track pants, a jersey, my hair was tied up and I had rings under my eyes. I could barely talk.

He wandered over to the other side of the common room where I was sitting and grabbed a seat next to me, "Thanks Malfoy. Appreciated" I croaked.

He laughed, "Oh priceless, first time Rose Weasley can't talk"

"I can talk!" I snap.

He nods, "Yeah, but you shouldn't it hurts"

We sit there for a bit while I rub my throat as if it would fix my tonsils.

"I missed you Weasley" he says.

"I missed you too Malfoy"

He laughs, "I wasn't doing any good with the stupid assignment, in potions my brew boiled over, I fucking fell asleep in Astronomy and didn't get any notes. It sucked" he said.

I laughed at him but started coughing, "God" I say.

"I'm not God, but I'm pretty damn close" he said to me.

I roll my eyes, "How original" I mutter.

"You must be hungry" he says. I just nod.

"They say that toast makes your throat better, it hurts to eat, but it scratches away all the shit lodged in there" he says. How did he know that?

"I haven't eaten in ages" I tell him and I huddle closer to him, he smelt good and I was cold.

He clapped his hands together and reached into his bag, "I've got toast, it might be cold, but I doubt you'll care. And to help it go down easier, I got raspberry jam!" he said with a smile.

Malfoy could be kind when he wanted to.

"Raspberries my favourite" I say.

He nods, "I guessed that" he sat there for a bit watching me eat. He felt guilty, "I'm sorry Rose, I know I told you that after Georgia I'd—"

I cut him off, "It's alright, I never expected you to come crawling to me" I lied, I did expect him to come crawling to me, I expected him to come crawling to me after Kate back in fourth year.

He shrugs but he looks worried, "It's just, I don't know, we can't work out, we're good as friends' right?"

Right.

And now we were sitting here again, talking about raspberry jam, "Yeah, raspberry was my favourite before this crazy baby thing came up and I didn't like it anymore"

"Oh right, that'd explain the dry toast thing" Was this guy watching me every day and taking notes on what I was eating?

"How do you know this Malfoy?" I ask him.

He looks at me deep in my eyes, again, hurting me with the piercing greyness, and says, "The baby. It talks to me" he says with a grin. I roll my eyes.

"You are deluded!" I say to him and he sighs,

"I'm worried Weasley" he admits, and I am too, but until they call out for my referral, there's nothing we can do but wait.

"Weasley, Rose" they call.

I stand up and Malfoy pushes me forward while still sitting in his seat, such the gentleman he is.

I walk up to the front counter with the letter Madam Pomfrey gave me and place it in front of the young girl at the desk.

"Hi, I'm Rose Weasley, I've got an appointment for—" I check the time on the letter again, "—Five pm" I say to her.

She doesn't look up from her copy of "Witch Weekly" as she says, "Oh yup, teen pregnancy right?"

This cannot be what is classed as professional can it? "Umm, yes, that's me" I say.

She looks up now, her mouth going at her chewing gum like a cow in the grass, "Is this your referral?" she asks.

I nod, "Yes, here's my referral for you" I say, this girl is dumb, how many times did I say I had my referral? She doesn't look much older than me.

"Thanks, here's a condom for you. Muggle contraception, quite good really, easier than remembering how to do the charm and easier than taking the potion, handy those Muggles" she says to me, I already knew what it was regardless of whether or not I didn't use it the one time I really needed it.

It's obviously too late to be handing out contraception to me left right and centre! "I don't need one" I say sourly.

She shakes her head, "Yes you do"

"No I don't" I say getting irritated.

"You can save it for next time" she says like it's the greatest idea ever.

"I'm hoping there won't be a next time" I say.

She looks at me then chuckles and slaps her hand on the desk, "That's what I said! Two kids later!" she says.

I walk backwards, as I gawk at her. I am not ending up like that.

Malfoy looks up from a pamphlet that says "So your Kiddie is a Squibby" and checks out my expression.

"She seemed friendly"

I pull the condom out of my pocket and throw it at him, "Here you go, it's for next time"

"I was hoping there wouldn't be a next time" he mutters.

I agree with him one-hundred per-cent, "that's what I said" I had a serious case of Déjà vu

I hear something that sounds like "there can be if you want there to be" but I must be dreaming.

Malfoy sighs and turns to look at me, "Rose, are you scared"

Yes, I was shit scared, I was about to answer when I heard my name being called out.

We stood up and he grabbed my hand, "Let's go Weasley" and he dragged me along.

I was now lying on a bed that was cold and plastic. It was nothing like the one I was used to back at Hogwarts and there were no family members surrounding me so I felt slightly alone.

A healer came in and smiled at me, I fought the urge to run as she started waving her wand around Willy Nilly and it didn't help that Malfoy was looking at me with some strange look on his face.

"Hello Miss Weasley, I'm healer Zeeno, how are you?" she asked while ticking things off a list.

Malfoy spoke up, "Tell me, is the kid going to die or not?" he said.

That's when tears came. The healer walked over to me and patted me on the shoulder, Malfoy scowled with this which made the healer speak.

"I'm sorry to inform you, but considering the factors and what's been explained on the letter Poppy sent, it seems to me like," she was Mumbling, I would start howling soon, even though I've always been a believer of not crying in front of people, I knew I would, I wasn't prepared for bad news, "the baby is fine. I was just joking, of course lack of food is putting a bit of strain on the growth of the baby but nothing a little bit of magic can't fix, oh Merlin, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have joked about it with you two" said the healer.

I just gape at her and Malfoy's perfect hair is messed and his eyes are slits, "That's great, wait till my father finds out about this!" he snaps.

The healer puts gloves on and shakes her head, "Come on now, it was a little joke, with the younger parents I like to ease the tension a bit, but I guess it was the wrong time" she said.

"Can we please bloody well get on with it, I have charms homework to do" I say quietly.

The healer reaches into a cupboard and pulls out a Hospital robe and hands it to me, "Change into this, we're just going to do a quick check-up on your cervix, don't worry, you'll only have to do this three times during the pregnancy, so might as well get along with it aye?" I could tell the healer wanted to get rid of us. She'd said enough things to piss us off already.

I get off the bed and look at Malfoy, "Well, you gotta go" I say to him.

"As if I haven't seen anything before" he says but he gets up and leaves.

I quickly change and before I know it, they're back in the room.

I lay back down on the bed and my ears go red, I don't want Malfoy to be here while I have to expose myself. But as long as he's tucked away in the corner, far away from the bottom half of me, and close as hell to the top half of me, I'd be fine. I hope.

Until I hear him open his mouth, "Where exactly is the cervix?" he asks.

Oh Merlin, "I thought you'd be familiar with it" says the healer with a smile.

I gawk, "How long have you been a healer for?" I ask the healer.

I know it can't be long with the amount of professionalism going on here.

"Six months" she says with a smile. And with that she inserts lord know what up me and it's freezing cold and extremely uncomfortable.

Malfoy grabs my hand, "Are you alright?" he whispers. I just nod.

The probing goes on for a little longer until the healer says, "There you go, everything's good up there. Nothing to worry about"

She explains a little more to me, mostly about eating and keeping my weight up, trying to relieve myself of stress and taking a potion that she gave me, every day twice a day.

She makes me get dressed back into my clothes so I can get the scan.

"Lift your shirt" she says. Malfoy blushes, I can see.

I look over at him, "You're not uncomfortable are you?" I ask him.

"As if, I want to get back to school" he says.

Whatever.

Yet again someone has tapped my stomach around and moving their wand above my stomach and I wonder if maybe I do look bigger to Malfoy, I don't think I do, not yet, but maybe I do?

The blue hologram appears again while she's searching for the kid inside me.

"Hard to find aren't you?" she says to my stomach.

Malfoy is silent and tense next to me, his hand all but crushing mine.

"There we go, you little bugger" the healer says. The blue fuzz has turned into a ball, well more than a ball, a long ball with things sticking out of it.

Arms and legs.

"Do you want to hear the heart beat? Most people are scared by it, but you might want to?" she asks.

I shrug, "Been there, done that" I say.

Malfoy gawks at me, "Well I bloody haven't!" he says.

He wanted to hear it? "Well, let's hear it then" she says with a brief smile.

She taps my stomach again and there it is. The sound of life, the sound that you hear when someone is in fact alive and when that sound stops, caput, gone! Dead.

And the sound keeps ringing and ringing in my mind and lets me know that hey! I am going to be a mother.

And it scares me to no end.

Malfoy releases my hand and looks at me, "That's it?" he says,

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"

Al is pacing up and down the Gryffindor common room with a picture of my ultra-sound, "You know, I had to try and handle her all on my own, all she would go on about is how Bud ruined your life and how she's a prat and how you've got something going on with her and all sorts of things" Al said to Malfoy.

He was talking about Ashley Parkinson-Krum and her unholy infatuation with Malfoy. She needed help.

I sat there and put a hand on my stomach. Do you think the kid knew that my hand was resting on it?

Storm walked in right as the conversation started with Al and I saw Malfoy lean against the wall, he hadn't said anything since we arrived back. Didn't even get the chance to even talk about what was going on, "How was it?"

I shrug, "Good I guess" I Mumble.

Storm smiles, "I'm happy for you"

And from across the room Malfoy smiles and gives a wink.

Rosebud

I'm sorry I haven't been in touch, both myself and your father have been very busy with work and trying to set things up for you and the baby, it's been rather hectic.

So I've got a few things to tell you.

First, I've spoken to Professor McGonagall and she's assured me that you will be able to sit OWL's the dates are the 14th of June until the19th, you're due on the 29th or May, so I hope you'll be able to fit in a little bit of study before you have to sit your exams. Your father and I are more than happy to look after the baby while you're sitting your exams.

Also, while on the topic of us looking after the baby, I'd like you to seriously consider your father and I having custody. Just a thought, not set in stone.

Last Wednesday we received an owl from Draco Malfoy, I must say Bud, that we were both very proud with how you handled things at your end and how you took it upon yourself to join Scorpius in telling his parents, you definitely showed not only them, but your father as well that just because you're having a hard time, it doesn't mean that you're any less responsible. Well done sweetheart!

Which reminds me, the Malfoy's are going to Ireland to visit Scorpius' grandparents on Boxing Day and they thought that maybe instead of dragging Scorpius there with them, that it might be a good idea for Scorpius to get to know us and meet the rest of the family.

I promise that we'll only spend one day at the burrow and he can come home for the rest of the week. He'll be there about five days so not to worry.

I can see your face now, you're cringing.

Not to worry, these are the sort of things you have to do when you're joining two families together with a baby.

Keep safe, eat well, study! And I'll see you at kings cross in a week.

Love you Bud,

Mum.

I was in so much shock that I spilt my entire glass of juice on Lily, "OMG, Malfoy's going to yours for the Christmas holidays? This will be excellent!" she says to me as she cleans herself off, she was so excited about the bit of gossip she just read that she didn't even care about the juice.

"Oh I'm sure, you'll probably want him to knock you up too" I snap at her but she doesn't listen.

I screw up the letter and shove it in my pocket, I don't want to have to worry about it yet, I'll worry about it later, now, I'm going to turn my attention to James who I see running towards me, his arms in the air and he's smiling.

He took to Malfoy.

"Guess what" he says to us looking from each person to the person next to them, "What?" Freesia says with a smile.

He claps his hands together, "I found her!" he says.

"Who?" says Sean shoving more toast in to his mouth.

James starts bobbing up and down on the spot, "the one" he says.

And what happens next is priceless.

First Lily chokes on her drink, I know why, James would never settle down with one girl while he's at school, sure he's never said he's met a girl that he'd class as the one, but it's still extremely out of character.

It's like saying that Uncle Harry told me he was in love with a death eater.

Second, Lysander and Lorcan look at each other like it was the best news they'd ever heard.

Third, Lucy cracks into a very loud laugh while slapping her leg.

I just stare in disgust, I feel sorry for said girl.

And fourth, Freesia is literally about to burst into tears, "Who is she?" she whispers.

James obviously is as blind as his brother when it comes to people that like him, if he hadn't noticed that all these years, Freesia has had more than a "thing" for him, he's stupid. And leading her on every second day in the girls lavatory wasn't doing him or her any favours either.

James smiles again and sighs, "Rora Wyvern" he says and his eyes do some crazy look that I've never seen on anyone before.

I snort, "The girl in Ravenclaw with the black hair?" I say.

Harley looks at me, "That narrows it down"

I knew her, kind of, she wore heavy eyeliner, "You know, she wears that Muggle cross around her neck and talks really loud. Has the really big eyes" I say.

That was the only way to describe her and everyone clicked into gear when I said it, a series of "Oh"s went around our part of the table.

"I think I'm in love" he said.

He grabbed a toast, shoved it down and set off in the direction of the Ravenclaw table.

Freesia cried silently and at that moment I sympathized.

I think I know how she feels.

Because across the hall, at the Slytherin table, Malfoy is kissing Ashley and she looks happy, but it wasn't like this hadn't happened before, they snogged all the time, so why was this different? I shouldn't have thought he'd drop everything for me when he came for the scan that was stupid.

Maybe it was hormones?

That night I was studying intensely until I looked at my watch and realized it was well after midnight and there was no longer any people left in the common room.

What a nerd.

I heard the portrait swing open and a blonde guy came through, Malfoy.

"Still up?" he asked.

Oh no, no, I'm definitely asleep, "Nope" I say to him and he smiles at me.

"Usually you come to my room about now" he says. Fuck him, he's using my weaknesses against me.

I shake my head, "I do not" I say in a way it seems I'm trying to prove it to myself.

He chuckles, the annoying chuckle he does and then adds that stupid annoying high-pitched whistle as well, "Well, yes and no, when you had a boyfriend you would only visit every so often, but fuck, when you were single, it was nearly everynight"

I sigh, "What is it Malfoy?" I ask him.

And his expression turns serious, "Well I was out looking for my sister—"

"Yeah, well hex me for not wanting to help you but your sister isn't exactly in the running for Aunty of the year at the moment"

He started to laugh again, "Thought she might be here" he said quietly and I snort.

"As if she'd be here"

He shrugged again, "I also came to talk to you"

My turn to laugh, "And what would you have done if I was up in my dorm?"

He smirks, "I knew you were here, stole Al's map"

I nod, good work.

I stand up now and join him on the couch, he slings his arm over my shoulder and I get comfortable, "So…?" I say.

He lets his breath out fast, "So I'm sorry about everything"

"Pretty sure I consented"

He shakes his head, "No, I mean everything"

Oh, I see, he was sorry about all these years, "It's alright"

His next exhale is a bit shaky and he's upset, "No. Fuck Rose, it's not alright. Because now you don't trust me" he says in a whisper.

I shake my head, but I'm a liar, "No-no I-I trust you" I stammer.

But it's not true. I'd waited too long and now I felt like it was never going to happen.

Malfoy stands up and looks at me before bending over to take my face in his hands and kisses me lightly on the lips.

Leaving me there to grovel in my confusion.

I have some weird problem where I can't sleep without having a shower, and even though I knew that if I got caught, I'd probably get a detention, I still went to the bathrooms.

I got to the door and saw that in the gap between the door and the floor, the lights were on, odd, I know, because at this time of the night, the entire school is pitch black.

Not at the moment.

So of course, with me being a detective, I detected that there was someone in there.

Not because I could hear voices, no, of course not.

I snuck into the door, with me being pregnant, I've noticed that I liked to hear more about other people's problems and gossip—it steered my own problems away—so I hid in the cubicle closest to me, locked it and stood on top of the toilet to peer over.

I saw them.

James and Lesath.

James was in his pyjamas, and when I say pyjamas I mean boxers and no shirt, Lesath was in a hoodie, her brothers, and it hung all the way down to her knees, I couldn't see if she was wearing anything underneath it, but I shouldn't be caught up in that.

I should be caught up in the fact that she had dark rings under her eyes, her mascara streaming down her face and her hair limp and tied up.

James was holding her elbows because her arms were crossed and she was looking away from him, he looked like he was trying to reason with her.

"Lesath, I'm sorry, look, I didn't fucking know" he said to her but she kept looking the other way.

"How could you not know, every year since fourth year I've told you how I fucking feel James, and every time you said you weren't ready. You told me that I had to wait for you" she sobbed.

Oh no.

James snorted, "Lesath, you kept trying to press yourself, making yourself easy wasn't going to make me love you"

"But I loved you and it's your fault! You fucking lead me on!"

James tried to hug her, "Do. Not. Touch. Me." She snapped and he let down his arms.

"It doesn't have to be like this" he said.

She shook her head violently, "You don't know what you've done. You played with my fucking mind, I love you James! But you messed with me. You knew how I felt about you and you fucking used it so I'd fuck you! You don't know how that makes me feel" she said brokenly.

My cousin has been using Lesath Malfoy for sex.

Merlin save him.

"I wasn't using you, I liked you Lesath, I still do, but I don't love you the way you love me" he said, he was trying to reason with her.

She started sobbing violently again, "You used me James! Just for a fuck"

James winced and I could see the guilt in his eyes, as well as tears, "I wasn't fucking you Lesath, I'm not that heartless. I liked you! I still like you! But I'm not going to sit around and continually comfort you like I have been for the past three years and act as though we may have a fucking chance!" he said, his voice kept breaking while he tried to hold his own tears in.

"Why'd you lead me on like that?" she said quietly. He kept looking down at her so he could meet her eyes which were plastered on the floor. His hands still gripping tightly on to her elbows.

James sighed, "Because, I really liked you Lesath, but there's just things in your personality that I couldn't ignore. I wanted to love you. But I couldn't. There was just too much—I don't know—hate? Inside of you, maybe I could have convinced myself to love you back, but that's lying isn't it?"

But the look in her eye made me feel sorry for her and sad, she truly looked heart broken.

She shrugged, "I truly don't know what to say. I don't know what to do. Because right now, I feel like fucking shit. I want to die"

Is this about time when I step in and tell her not to top herself? Because right now, I'm sure she'd actually do it.

"No! Don't say shit like that, you're just over reacting" he says while forcing her to his chest.

"You wouldn't care!" she snapped and started punching his chest with her fists.

James snorts, "I would care because I know this fucking feeling! I know it all too fucking well; you know I've tried to do that shit! You know I've fucking tried!"

James held her out at arm's length, "Lesath, listen to me, you'll get over me, you'll find a guy who treats you right and deserves you! Just like I did! Rora is the best thing that's ever happened to me!"

He shouldn't have said that, he shouldn't have bought the other girl into this.

"Well, she's stopped you from seeing me and I know you're not snogging Freesia anymore, what? You've moved on? Who are you going to start using now? Maybe I should tell Rora how you truly are, a person who leads girls on" she says quietly.

James shakes his head, "I'll always like you; you're just misunderstood. You need to relax" he says then he puts a kiss on her forehead and walks out.

Lesath keeps standing there clutching on to herself and crying her grip tightens on her arms and she starts wailing while collapsing to the floor, her pale white knuckles crashing against the stone floor as she beats herself and I see she's split the skin.

She lifts her bloodied hands to her hair and grabs hold tightly, the red blood looks weird and airy against the white blonde of her hair and she starts pulling, no hair comes out but the act is sad and sobering.

Her sobs stop half way in her throat and before I know it she's heaving and dry retching, I should have manned up and helped her, but I couldn't, I was in shock so I ran out of the bathroom and back to the Gryffindor tower.

If that's what love does to you I don't want any part of it

(A/N) Well, that was sad.

And the scene with Lesath and James running through my head actually made me sad. Poor Lesath a victim of love and its nasty stab. Tear, tear. ALL OF JAMES AND LESATH'S PROBLEMS ARE RELEVANT TO THE STORY! It might not seem like it but it's true, you'll find out soon enough.

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"Just like Malfoy and how he's holding you back?" he says with a smirk.

I snort, "Pretty sure I was pulling him forward" I say.

Update will be on the 20th of May 2011. I think.