"Oh, that's a nice song. 'If my roses turned to black, and the strings were never cut; then your dark words brought me back, 'cause you got me spell caught.' Romantic, very romantic. But, very dark, too." She said. "Hmm … You're a fan of dark love, aren't you?" Rose nodded as she stared at Scorpius making his entrance, a scowl was pressed at his face, as usual.
Rated: T - English - Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 22,018 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 5/6/2015 - Published: 4/19/2015 - [Rose W., Scorpius M.] OC, Albus S. P.