May 31, 2025:

I was at the Kenmare Kestrels home Quidditch pitch. One of the chasers took a bludger to the head during practice this week, and still hasn't recovered. That meant that they were putting Scorpius in the game. He sent us an owl right after he got the good news with two tickets and letter asking us to come and see him.

I was excited. Scorpius was going to be playing in his very first professional Quidditch game, and I was sitting in a very good seat. It was high enough to see everything, but not too high. Plus, I haven't seen him in close to a year. I really did miss Scorpius more than I lead on. Just talking to him through the occasional letter wasn't enough. I needed to see his smiling face, and striking liquid silver eyes.

I was also very nervous. This would be the first time I would see Scorpius since we broke up. I thought I finally got over him, but he has been away. I didn't know if seeing him again would reopen all of my wounds or if I would see him and not feel a thing. Sometimes I think that would be even worse.

The game was good, even though the Kestrels lost. Scorpius tried his hardest, and he did score most of the goals, but the other team caught the snitch. Even I had to admit, the Kestrels' seeker wasn't the best in the world. The other seeker was already inches away from the snitch, before their seeker even knew that he had spotted it.

Michael and I waited for Scorpius by the changing rooms. He came out looking somber, but a smile grew on his face the minute he saw us standing there. I practically ran up to him, and pulled him into the biggest hug I could manage, while Michael nonchalantly waltzed up to the two of us. Scorpius smelled exactly how I remembered and being in his arms felt right. My heart sped up just the slightest, but I forced it to stop.

"How have you been, Rosie Posie," he whispered into my ear.

"I have missed you tons and tons. You don't know how much I hate you for moving all the way out here," I replied.

Then I released him. Michael and he then did some sort of guy handshake as they said there hellos.

"Let's go get something to eat. I am starved," Scorpius said.

"You are always hungry," I replied.

The three of us laughed, as we all thought about how many pieces of toast Scorpius could consume during breakfast time. I was so happy to see him. It felt complete being with him. It didn't hurt to see him, like I thought it might, though. Of course, my heart pounded a little harder, but I just accounted that to seeing him for the first time in months. Plus I once was in love with him.

We somehow made it to a little Muggle pub that Scorpius claimed had the best hot chocolate. I didn't understand why we needed hot chocolate in the middle of May, but he insisted.

"So Rose," he said, as we all sat down. "How's the boyfriend. What was his name? Vincent? He probably has to be really good in bed, because from your letters he sounds like such a bore." He smirked at his comment. He was probably trying to hit one of my nerves. He didn't know how hard it actually hit.

"That's a bit of a sore topic," Michael replied for me.

Scorpius' brow furrowed. "What happened?"

I looked down at my plate as I said, "We broke up this week."

"What happened?" Scorpius asked, sounding genuinely concerned. "I thought you really liked him."

"He was jealous when he heard that I was coming to watch the Quidditch game," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. My voice rose a little too high at the end, breaking the façade.

"Why?" Scorpius said, looking confused. "Did he not like it that you were coming to watch one of your ex-boyfriends? Didn't he know that we are just friends, and that was just some school relationship? It didn't mean anything really."

That struck another nerve.

"No, he was not jealous of you. He was jealous of Michael. Just because you are a bigheaded prat, doesn't mean the entire world revolves around you," I snapped at him.

Michael started looking a bit uncomfortable.

"Sorry, Rose," he said, raising his hands in apology. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything. I just wanted to make sure that I wasn't the reason why you broke up. You seemed to really like this guy."

I went back to staring at my plate.

There was an awkward silence for a couple of minutes, when finally Scorpius asked, "Why was he jealous of Michael?"

Somehow I knew he really wanted to know the answer to that question, but I didn't feel like answering it. So I was glad when Michael said, "Isn't it obvious, mate? He thought I was trying to steal her away from him."

"But you aren't. So, why didn't you just tell him that?" he then asked.

"I did, but he didn't believe me. I mean, I live with Michael. I hang out with Michael just as much as I hung out with him. I talked about Michael quite a bit. I could see why he would be jealous, but I told him that there wasn't anything between us. He was still suspicious. Then when you sent us thought tickets, and I told him that I was going with Michael, he got upset. He gave me an ultimatum. It was either Michael or him, and I guess it's obvious who I chose."

"Wow. He sounds like a real git, Rose. I am glad the two of you broke up," Scorpius then said.

I glanced at Michael to find him staring back at me. I smiled, and he responded with a smile of his own. It wasn't a hard choice. I didn't love Vincent, even though he was the first I went all the way with. I knew I would survive if he wasn't in my life, but I couldn't without Michael. I got to him with all of my problems. He helps me through everything, and with Scorpius being gone, I knew I needed at least one of my boys in my life. I told Vincent instantly that I was going to choose Michael every single time.

"Hey, you started wearing your necklace again," Scorpius then said.

I looked down at my hand that was playing with the heart that Theo gave me. "Oh yeah, I guess I am," I said, almost as an afterthought. My mind was still on Theo.

"I am going to run to the bathroom," Michael then said. I guess the awkwardness level got too high for him.

"I'm sorry you lost your game," I then said, attempting to change the subject. "I know you tried really hard."

"Yeah well, you win some, you lose some. It happens," he said. I could tell that he was trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince me.

"No, seriously. You know I would tell you if I thought you were the problem. It was your seeker. He never really was that good," I replied, trying to cheer him up.

"I just wish I was playing more," he replied, somberly.

"Maybe you just need a spot of good luck."

He looked up at me. His eyes were laughing. I knew he had some sort of scheme up his sleeve. "Maybe I do need a good luck charm."

"Where are you going to get one?" I then asked.

"I think you are going to give me one."

I gave him a confused look. "I don't have any good luck charms."

"Yes you do," he said, before leaning in and kissing me.

For a second, I let him kiss me. It felt nice and sweet, just like I remembered. Then I realized what was happening. Nothing has changed since we broke up. He was still in Ireland, and I was still in England. Plus, he even practically said that our relationship didn't matter to him just now. I pulled away ready to yell at him, but then Michael sat down. If he saw our kiss, he didn't mention it, though he was a bit icier than when he left.

Scorpius didn't say anything either. I almost didn't believe it happened, except for the fact that he sent me an amused smirk.

That cocky git.

After we were all done eating and finished drinking the hot chocolate, which I had to admit, was amazing, we went back to Scorpius's flat. It was smaller than Michael and I's. It consisted of two bedrooms, a living room, a small kitchen, and a bathroom.

Somehow, after a long discussion about how there was only one extra bed, and me being too nice to let Michael sleep on the couch, I ended up snuggled into his side. It was freezing, because Scorpius liked it at a ridiculous temperature when he slept.

I was shivering, when he wrapped both of his arms around me. Somehow my thoughts made its way back to another time when he wrapped his arms around me. I thought about that wish on the shooting star I made during our third year. I wished for everything to stay the same. That wish didn't come true.

Everything didn't stay the same. I dated Scorpius. He moved to a different country. I became wild and crazy. The only one of us that seemed to stay the same was Michael. He was the consistent one of the three of us. He didn't make dumb choices like me, or spontaneous ones like Scorpius. He knew where his life was going, and he stuck to his plan. He kept me grounded.

All of a sudden, it felt a little too hot in the room.