Chapter Thirteen: Undone

All characters belong to JK Rowling. I just have a hard time letting them go.

Note: Alright. Alot of information in this one. Nora and Scorpius had to have this talk. But I think I gave the chapter a bit of balance...I hope I did anyway...Review!

" They're not home."

Scorpius scowled about the kitchen. Rose stood against the counter, her arms fit tightly across her chest, her eyes focusing sharply on nothing imparticular. She decided it was better than looking at him and the expression painted on his face.

" Well....maybe you should stay here and wait for them to come home."

Scorpius grimaced and shot her a glower. " And where would that leave you? On your way back to Italy all by yourself? I think that may break the terms of our agreement Weasley."

Rose rolled her eyes. " Don't you think talking to your mum is a little more important right now?"

He said nothing.

She took a deep breath and glanced at the clock above his head. " Are you hungry?"

His eyes sparked slightly. " A little. You?"

" Eating would be better than sitting around in your parents kitchen glaring at one another all night. If you want to wait for them to come home, we can at least do something to keep us alive instead of thinking up ways to kill one another."

Scorpius nodded in agreement, his stomach suddenly making him very aware of how hungry he really was. He watched her open up a cupboard and pull out what looked like a box of noodles and tomato sauce.

" Well you can at least help Malfoy. I know your mother taught you better."

He grinned slightly, but only because her back was turned. Pulling his wand from the pocket of his coat he quickly had the a pot of cold water boiling on the stove before she had even gotten around to shredding the cheese for the pasta they were soon to consume. When she finally noticed the spell that he had cast while she had gone all muggle on the dinner before her, she smirked.

" I suppose you find that hilarious."

Scorpius laughed and stretched his limbs where he sat. Rose shook her head but continued to make the dinner without the use of her wand.

" And I thought you had given up on magic in general."

" Why would you think that?"

She shrugged as she walked across the kitchen and began to investigate the contents of the freezer. " Your parents....especially your father...always updated my parents on how you were doing when you moved to the states. I was always in ear shot of those conversations. Your dad seemed to think you had retired your wand the moment you landed in New York. Than Al visited you off and on through the years, and he always had loads to tell me when he came home. Like how he hated using muggle means of transportation and wished you would just install a fireplace at your loft or your work. I was surprised to hear that you hadn't the moment you moved."

" Didn't really see the need." Scorpius grumbled.

" Your father thought you were doing your best to cut yourself out of the world you grew up in."

He watched her remove the frozen chicken breast she had found in the freezer, from the microwave and went about cutting it into slices. " Were you?"

" Was I what?"

" Trying to cut us out of your life."

He noticed how her hands seemed to stall over what she was doing. When he looked up from the poor piece of poultry, he found her staring at him, the green of her eyes darkened as she waited for him to answer.

" Wasn't that what you wanted Weasley?"

" What?" Her eyes narrowed sharply. " What does that mean?"

Scorpius realized than that the woman had a knife in her hand, and for his own safety it was probably better to be moving around the room just in case she decided take a swipe at him if his mouth decided to speak before his brain had time to filter his words. " It just means the last time we spoke after graduation you made it pretty clear that our friendship was through."

" I was angry!" The knife came down hard on the cutting board as her body whipped around to meet a defenseless Scorpius.

" Well you made that pretty clear as well." He hadn't forgotten. Of course he hadn't forgotten. That conversation, the blending of words and childish jabs meant to hurt one another all those years ago still stung him today.

" You're still such a bloody child." She gave up on dinner and in another storm of emotion that was begging to attack her eyes, walked from the kitchen.

" I'm the child?!" He followed her and the emotion that was pooling around her. " I am?! I think you're bloody confused Weasley! I think you've forgotten what happened that day! I think you've forgotten how you asked me to leave! How you basically told me that I had made my choice and because you assumed it had nothing to do with you, we were done!!"

" It did have nothing to do with me!" Her body spun around again, this time her pointed finger replaced the knife she had abandoned. " Nothing! You didn't even consider me when you took that job!"

" Consider you!?" His muscles were tearing at his throat as his voice rose with a viciousness he had yet to feel. " All I thought about was you! All I considered was you and what would happen to us if I left! You honestly think that I just decided to pack up and leave you at the drop of a fucking hat Rose! I was a mess! I wanted that job! Yes, I wanted it! But I was sick over the thought of leaving you!"

" But you did!" Her entire frame shook when the words left her mouth. " You did! You never called! You never visited! You closed every door on me!"

" You slammed the fucking door first!"

He had enough. He felt his stomach twist as he turned away from the pain on her face. Again. All over again.

Rose had no idea why she did it. She had no idea why she suddenly felt such a need attack her. But it did. It pulled her under and tempted to drown her if she fought it. So she didn't. She couldn't.

His breath caught when her lips pressed against his. His hands braced in the air around them, even when her body formed to his and her hands found their way to his face, where she pulled him down to meet her kiss harder.

Her hands knotted in his hair, pulling herself closer to him. " I'm sorry." She breathed around him, the words sounding too close to a spell the witch was well equipped to cast.

" Rose." Her name was muffled on his lips, but it was spoken with a weakness he had never known he was capable of feeling.

It was than that he found himself deepening the kiss she was giving him, prying her delicate mouth open slightly and tasting her on his tongue for what seemed like the first time. His head spun when a soft moan escaped her, and her breath skipped inside of her lungs. His hand fisted in her hair, his fingers pulling at the soft curls than travelling to the nape of her neck where the skin there felt like silk. His mouth followed, dragging his teeth against her pulse, against her collarbone than back to her swollen mouth where he pulled at her bottom lip than caught her up in another storm that was reeking havoc on his system.

Scorpius felt himself losing control. He felt himself slipping again...as her mouth met his, her skin melted against his, her hands tangled in his hair he felt himself losing something he had always fought himself on when it came to this woman.

It broke inside of him. He felt it. That moment that clouded all judgement and left a person unarmed and untamed. His heart buckled in his chest. He was blinded.

" Rose." His voice wasn't his.

Her lips against his throat was all the answer he needed.

Moments later they found themselves back in Italy.

Back in his hotel room, lost in the sheets of his bed.

His body shook everytime her fingertips slid across his skin. Her mouth made him weak. Her bare skin against his made him forget to breath.

Her hands travelled over the lean muscles in his back that were strained and taught over her. She felt him shake when she touched him. She wondered if he could feel her do the same when his mouth met her lips. When his hands slid over her hips and his fingers begged every sensation that pooled from her. When her breath caught as his lips traced a line across her torso.

He felt her back arch toward him when his body slid between her thighs.

His breathing was uneven. His heart was slamming against his chest. He lowered himself against her.

Her hands ran through his hair when he dropped his head to rest in the crook of her shoulder. His lips brushed her neck.

She felt him slide inside of her. She felt his body tense. Heard his breath catch in his throat.

When he moved, he felt her gasp lightly. Felt her rise to meet him. Felt her skin as it heated along with his.

He ran his lips across her mouth when he felt her body throb around him. The sensation threw him. His head collapsed against her chest. His mouth formed a curse that he had time to hiss between his clentched teeth before he could feel her begging for his mouth.

He met her like she knew he would, his body straining and shaking with the same weakness she was feeling as it broke around them.

He was deep inside her when they both came undone.

The sun streamed into the room.

It was early. Too early for either of them. Scorpius knew that. He flicked his wrist and the blinds that had been left open so dangerously the day before slid shut quietly. He let his gaze slip back to where Rose lay undisturbed, her head resting on the plush pillow, her hair gone wild from sleep...and other things.

He grinned. Her body was relaxed against his. Correction. Her very naked body was relaxed against his. There was no bloody way he was going to let something like morning disturb that. His grin lost to a smirk.

His eyes focused on her face. Her mouth was swollen and red. Her skin was flushed but glowing against the white sheets that now wrapped her up. There was a small red mark the looked a lot like a set of teeth scratched across her jawbone.

He chuckled.

A flash of forest green opened slowly onto the man laughing before her. " Something funny..."

Scorpius instantly set his laughter aside. It wasn't difficult. When the bloody woman stretched her every limb in front of him, he forgot what he had been laughing at anyhow.

" Ah. Morning."

Rose grinned lightly, feeling a blush of red threaten her cheeks. " Morning."

Scorpius watched her skin deepen into a shade of crimson. " Are you blushing Weasley?"

" Oh bite me Malfoy." She found her hand in the mess of sheets they had created and went to slap him across his bare chest.

He caught it gracefully before it had a chance of colliding with his skin. " I think I already did that." Scorpius smirked. " But if you want me to again...I'd be more than willing."

Her blush deepened and burned the skin of her face, especially when she realized just how much she wouldn't mind sporting another bite mark from the man lying next to her.

" Somehow I figured that." Her eyes shifted to the mess his hotel room was in.

" That's pretty forward of you Rose."

Rose shrugged where she lay. " Forward has new meaning when it comes to me and you Malfoy."

He chuckled and ran a hand threw his own mess of hair. " I guess so."

Silence took over the room than. Rose found herself glancing around the floor for her clothes that she was sure was never to be worn again.

Scorpius felt the awkwardness squirm it's way into the room.

" So..."

" Um..." Rose grabbed the sheets that were wound about him and did her best to cover herself. " So do you think you should head back to London? See your parents?"

" Rose..." His hand almost touched her, but she was quicker and in a flourish of movements she was out of the bed and grabbing at her clothes that lay in heaps on the floor with his.

" I just think you should still speak to your parents." She made a beeline for the door that attached their rooms, clutching at the sheet that wasn't doing the best job of hiding her assets from him. " And I'll stay her. I promise I won't leave the hotel until you get back."

His eyes narrowed in frustration as he sat up in the bed. " I can talk to mum anytime Rose."

He was using her name an awful lot. It sounded so strange coming from his mouth. The thought had her backing up hard against the door. " But it was so important to you yesterday. I really think you should at least speak to her before we come across Grant again. You know...work out your emotions before my investigation goes any further."

Scorpius waited for her to take a much needed breath. It wasn't shocking when she didn't.

" And besides both your parents are probably wondering how their kitchen ended up in such a state..."

He shook his head and plowed out of the bed, grabbing a pair of jeans off of the nearest chair where he had discarded them the day before. He bit his tongue as she rambled on and on from where she stood, still draped in a white sheet, still a mess of crimson on her head, still the same color harassing her cheeks.

" I have work to do here anyway. So I'll just grab a coffee and send some mail back to the Ministry."

" Fine." He snapped, once more biting off the words he wanted to scream and yell at her. " I'll go."

Rose blinked. He worked about the room, searching through a pile of clothes until he found a black tshirt and pulled it on over his head. " Okay."

" But mark my bloody words Rose." His finger came out in pretty well the same manner hers had the night before. His eyes were dark and daring looking and his jaw was set and clentched as he spit through a tight pair of lips. " You had better be here when I get back. If you think that because of last night it changes anything when it comes to our agreement, you're bloody well wrong. This is still a business agreement." His eyes sparked with the anger that was currently thrashing about inside of him. " Be here when I get back."

" Is that an order?!"

" Damn right it is."

Rose made a noise close to a scream before she slammed the door that ajoined their rooms on him.

Scorpius sank onto the bed that they had shared in peace not moments before. He wondered if he would ever feel it again.

Somehow he knew it was very unlikely.

" Your father seemed to think that someone had broken in." Nora Malfoy laughed briskly as she layed a steaming mug of coffee in front of her tired looking son. She ran a soothing hand over his hair and planted a kiss on his forehead before taking a seat across from him at the kitchen table. " I tried to explain to him that if anyone had broken in, his flat screen would be gone and my chicken wouldn't be lying in the bottom of the garbage right now."

Scorpius forced a small grin. " Sorry mum."

" Well, I assumed it was you...that or Lyra and Hugo decided to skip out on another day of school. Although your sister is apparently a vegetarian now...and I'm pretty sure that Hugo is not a fan of pasta in general which is odd seeing how Ron eats everything and anything...."

Nora smiled...but it drained on her lips quickly when she noticed more than just exhaustion staring back at her from her childs eyes. " Are you sick Scorpius?"

" No." He waved her off, before she had a chance to feel his forehead or stick a thermometer under his tongue. " No...I'm not sick."

" Well, what's wrong than?" He looked pale. Paler than usual of course. There was worry etched across his face. " Are you sure you're not sick? Is it Albus and Bree? Is it Rose?"

" Mum." He shook his head, settling her back into her chair. " No. Everyone is fine. Really. I...I just have to ask you something."

" Okay." Her head bent slightly. Her face stretched into expectancy.

" It's about..." Damn it...why this was hard he had no idea. Was it because he had not hours before stared the man in the face? Was it because he was scared his mother would continue to carry on the lie she had constructed for him when he was old enough to ask where his father was? Or was it because he knew she would tell him the truth...and the thruth was going to hurt him more than the lie ever could?

" Scorpius.." She had paled slightly as well. She felt the blood as it drained away from her face. " What is it?"

" Whose Samuel Grant?"

Her eyes stayed still. Focused. Her mouth formed a straight, thin line. Her hands tightened around the mug she was cradleing. " What?"

He didn't repeat his question. He just waited for her to answer the question that she of course had heard.

Nora blinked once before remembering in order to live she had to breath. Scorpius waited in a silence that absolved the kitchen into a deadly quiet.

When she finally found her voice, her words scratched off one another as tears threatened to spill out over her eyes. " Why are you asking me about Samuel?"

" Mum..." His hand wound it's way around his mothers whose was shaking where it lay on the table. He slowly slid the photo under his mothers cloudy gaze, that Rose had allowed him to take with him before he flooed back to his parents house. " Is that us? Is that my father?"

Nora shook her head in disbelief when she caught sight of the strangers staring back at her. She ran a hand across her cheeks as the tears she had fought to keep at bay rolled down over her cheeks. " Yes...it was."

The little boy holding a little stuffed green frog used to be her little boy. The man now sitting before her, stress and tension painted across his face replaced that child. The woman looking back at her was anything but that. She was a girl. Eighteen. It wasn't Nora Adair. It wasn't Nora Malfoy.

And the man. Her breath choked on her tears.

" Your grandfather offered me a trip to Italy for missing my graduation. He was always doing things like that when he divorced your grandmother and met his new wife. He had started a new family....discarded us." She wiped at a fresh set of tears. " I was seventeen when I left England. When I met Samuel I decided I was never going home. He was so wonderful, so handsome...intelligent. It was love at first sight I suppose...or lust...or something that I still have a hard time putting a name on."

Scorpius listened, his hand still on his mothers as she spoke through a pain that he couldn't understand. " I married him two weeks after I met him. Nine months later I had you."

Nora smiled spite the saddness tearing at her insides. " You were so beautiful. Everyone loved you. I loved you. It was like my life was suddenly so complete. I was married to a wonderful husband. I had a healthy baby. I had an instant family..." She shrugged. " I'm sure there is a psychologist screaming somewhere right now..."

He smiled grimly.

" But my happy life was all a lie. From the beginning to the end. The only thing real was how much I loved you. I found that out quickly." She stared down at the photo again. " I never even told Samuel my real name. Your grandfather warned me when I left for Italy not to give out any valid information about myself to anyone, so I didn't." Nora laughed as the words spilled from her mouth. " I told him my name was Maria...and once we were married I guess I just decided why tell him any different. I decided if I was going to have a new life, a new family...than why not have a new name. So I became Maria Grant. And you became Michael Grant."

His eyebrows raised at this. " My middle name?"

Nora nodded. " You hated that name as well."

Scorpius settled back into his seat while his mother continued to talk. " You were always a unique child. You were an even more unique baby. I didn't know how I would put you to bed with one bottle and in the morning I would fine two other empty ones in your crib. I had no idea why I sometimes would hear a frog croaking away through your monitor at night and when I would go to see what it was, that stuffed animal was sitting on top of your bureau. You were just an infant. You couldn't even hold your head up, but somehow you were summoning bottles of milk to your bed at night? It was crazy...I thought I was going crazy."

She settled her gaze back on the picture. " As you got older Samuel grew more and more frustrated with the bond that I had with you. He hired nannies to take care of you around the clock, demanded my presence at all times for his every award ceremony or speech that he was to give on his work. He had lost all interest in being a father, and his work consumed him. I was a trophy wife and you were a complication....that was until he saw with his own bloody eyes what you could do...what you were capable of."

" Samuel never believed me when I told him what you were doing. He of course thought I was spending too much time with you and demanded I see a therapist. I begged him to listen to me, but he wouldn't hear of it and began to spend more and more time working and less time at home. But one night he saw your magic first hand...and that was when his obsession started and I realized that I had to get you away from him."

" What do you mean obsession?" Scorpius had dragged his hand away from his mothers in fear he would hurt her.

" Crazed would be a better suited word." Nora breathed a deep sigh. " When you were two years old he wandered into your nursery and found you surrounded by a dozen or so floating blocks. The next day he hired some of the most well respected, well known scientists in the world to come into our home....your home and study you...as if you were something to disect...as if you were going to be their very own special experiment. I was disgusted. They wanted to test your blood and put you under a telescope. Samuel became more and more inclined at keeping you home. He fired the nannies he had hired. He kept you from other children. He wanted to be near you all the time....but it was for all the wrong reasons."

" For my magic." Scorpius spoke the words that he knew to be true. He had no reason not to believe his mother. The truth lay with her as well as the names of every child that Rose held so securely in her files from the Ministry.

" He said it made you different. He hated it. He wanted you to be normal...normal in his eyes and the eyes of society." Nora couldn't take her eyes off of her child as his blank expression twisted and contorted. " He had no idea that there was another world apart from his own...I had no idea. If I had maybe I would have dealt with things better...but at the time...when he began to steal you away from me...right out of my arms in order to prick you with a needle or hook you up to another kind of monitor....stealing you away from him...away from our home was the only way I could deal with it."

" You took me?"

Silence echoed off the walls again. Nora slowly tried to form the proper words. Scorpius waited.

" Your grandfather was a very powerful man Scorpius. He had ties all over the world, business and personal. He was well respected. Very respected. He always knew what I was doing, even when I thought he had forgotten about me. He knew the moment I married Samuel and the moment you were born. It was almost like he was watching me through the eyes of every stranger I met. He had friends in Italy. Powerful friends. Before you turned three I asked them to help me out of the mess I had made for myself and for you." Nora managed a deep breath. " I took you to the park that day. Your grandfather and these friends had a plane waiting for us just outside of the villa. An hour after we had taken off, these same men notified the police of a horrible accident that had taken place not far from where we lived. Before the plane touched down in London, we were dead and Samuel was left with two unidentifiable bodies..."

Scorpius stared into the silence, his mouth having a hard time at staying shut.

" He never asked questions. He held a memorial for us. He buried the bodies that he had no reason to doubt was his wife and son. He mourned in public...but behind closed doors his obsession with what you were, what you could do never stopped." Nora shook her head, reaching for his hand and squeezing it hard in order to get some kind of response other than shock out of her son. " I did what I had to do Scorpius. I had to protect you....I had to hide you from him. He would have never stopped. I just wanted you to have a normal life, a normal upbringing. I didn't want that man around you telling you that you were different, that there was something wrong with you and he was the one to fix it."

" I changed your name. Your grandfather had all the proper documents arranged. I became Nora Adair again...that was until I met your father."

" Dad..."

Nora nodded. " Draco knows Scorpius. It turned out he was much more understanding than I could have ever expected...of course we both know now that he had a few skeletons in his closet as well...I think that might have been the reason for the blow being so soft once I finally did tell him."

Scorpius sat back in his chair, finally feeling the tightness in his chest expand to every limb of his body. " You knew all along I was a wizard. Even before you met Dad."

His mother almost looked shocked for the moment. When her eyebrows sunk into almost amusement Scorpius knew he was spot on. " I never had a name to put on it love, and seeing how I'm only a non-magic muggle, how could you blame me." She smiled for the first time since the conversation had begun between them. " I knew you were special. I knew you were unique and I knew that one day I would fully understand why you were so special and unique."

" Lucky you married a wizard."

Nora laughed loudly, slapping her hand over her mouth as soon as it left her lips. " I suppose so."

Once the laughter subsided and his mother had found the situation and its seriousness again, Scorpius waited for the inevitable question. It took only moments for Nora to start asking her own questions.

" But how did you come across this?" She slid the photo back towards her son. " Why are you asking about Samuel?"

Even though he was aware that these questions were coming and even though he thought he was fully prepared to take them on and answer them with as much honesty as he could muster, his brain suddenly disagreed fully with his mouth. All of a sudden, he didn't really know who he was dealing with. Samuel Grant was still a mystery to him....but one that had cracks in it.

And those cracks made him feel a sense of dread he had never encountered before.

" Buisness."

Nora blinked before her eyes narrowed against her child. " Buisness."

" It's being dealt with."

" And that's all I get for an answer to my questions?"

Scorpius sighed deeply, finally feeling the stress of the past days events catch up on him. He dragged a limp hand through his hair as he rose from the table.

" Right now...yes."

His mother stayed where she sat, her golden eyes following his every movement, his every twitch. " And what do you suppose your father is going to say when I tell him we had this conversation Scorpius?"

" I don't know mum." He was ready to head back to Italy, even though his mother was much more welcome company than the woman he had waiting for him back at their hotel. " But as of right now, this is something that is being dealt with, without help from either of you. Like I said, it's just buisness...plain and simple."

It definitley wasn't enough of an explanation to pacify his mother, he knew that, but for the moment it was all he could give her. Before she could even open her mouth to protest he was kissing her softly on her cheek and making his way toward the fireplace.

" I know it's more that that Scorpius."

Nora didn't follow, just watched as her son scooped up a handful of floo powder.

He breathed an unsteady breath. " It is. But involving anyone else I care about in this mess isn't an option."

" Anyone else?" Nora rose from her chair, panic fusing inside her chest. " Scorpius?!"

But he was gone, the only reminder that her son had even been in her precense, an untouched cup of tea, a plume of neon green smoke climbing it's way up the walls of her living room and a picture still staring at her from the kitchen table, the mans eyes she had once known forever frozen with a danger that Nora feared her son would not be able to see.

Well, hello.

I've been away for quite sometime and when I came back to this story I laughed because it was finished and I just had not posted it. Silly me right?

Anyway Im sorry for taking so long. But I promise I am back to finish this no matter what!

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