Author's Note: Hey there, now that I have more prompts coming with some regularity you can expect to hear more from this fic, I hope this makes you happy!
QLFC: Captain - Object: Letter from the Past. (Your object must play an important role in the story. Like the word prompt, it just CANNOT be thrown in. (wc. 1064)
Raise a Witch or Wizard: Write about something that will never end. This can be anything.
Fun Fair:
Treasure Hunt: B2: Emotion - Confused
Tea Cups: (title) Now You See Me
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Now You See Me
Scorpius sighed as he shrugged his coat up his shoulders. The late February air was surprisingly sharp and an unforgiving wind stung his cheeks and the tops of his ears. He nuzzled further into the soft, worn wool that lined the collar but it did little to sooth the cold inside him.
He had fought with Rose, that's why he was out so late. It was stupid, and sort of childish, but he'd stormed out anyway. With James still so young, not even two yet, it was difficult to let off steam properly; there was no satisfaction in whisper shouting. So everything remained bottled up, tight inside of him, until tonight everything had just bubbled over like a pot too long on the stove.
Sighing, he remembered the hushed and hurried words laced with poison that they had thrown at each other across the kitchen. He wasn't proud of the things he had said, but he couldn't help the feeling of resentment, of confusion, of confinement that had grown in his heart over the last few weeks.
He chuckled to himself as his little finger got caught in a hole in the sleeve of his coat. He had been so angry, so blinded by rage and the need to escape that he hadn't even registered which coat he had picked up. It had been years since he had worn this, his first winter out of Hogwarts. It had felt like such a big, amazing world back then; full of hope and possibility.
Scorpius shuddered, shoving his hands deep into his pockets as a gust of wind rocked him. The insides were threadbare, but something else snagged his attention. He pulled his hand out of his pocket and looked down at a crumpled bit of parchment. It was faded and soft with neglect, but the sight of it was still enough to make Scorpius' breath catch in his throat and his heart stutter.
He stopped walking and let the flood of memories overwhelm him. All the pain and confusion that had plagued him in those days. He slowly, almost reluctantly, unfolded the paper and smoothed it between his palms. The words were still sharp and black, almost as fresh as the day they had been inked.
Scorpius,
I can't do this anymore. I can't stand here, in between the two of you, and get torn apart. It's hurting me, you and my family. So, I think we should end it. There's no way we could know if it would work between us anyway, and my dad will always be my dad, so I'm just going with the most sensible choice here. The most secure. I hope you understand that I have to look out for my family and my future, not just my heart.
There will always be a place for you in it.
This is goodbye, Scorpius.
Rose.
It was nearly six years since he had received this letter. He remembered getting it. They'd had a fight just like this one, but instead it was about her father. He still couldn't get over the fact that his baby girl was dating the enemy, and it had been tearing them apart.
Scorpius had felt his knees buckle as he'd fallen into a nearby chair, his heart shattering on the way down. Rose was his everything, the only goal he had ever really strived to achieve, and it was over. He had let her father come between them when the only people who had mattered in this whole relationship were him and her. He remembered how the determination had filled him, how this same determination was filling him now.
Scorpius crumpled the letter in his hand and shoved it back into his pocket. He turned on his heel and started to run. He ignored the way the wind caught his coat, causing it to flap around him, and how his nose was so cold it had started to run. All that mattered right now, was that he went home to his wife and his son and made up for all the stupid things he had said and done.
He rounded the corner, hopped the gate and burst through the front door, catching it in time to stop it slamming into the wall. He winced at just how close he had come to waking his sleeping, toddler son. Rose's head snapped up, her eyes wide with alarm. She was sat at the breakfast bar, framed by the door to the kitchen, and she looked so shocked and beautiful Scorpius couldn't help smiling.
"What are you doing?" she hissed, glancing upwards as if she could see James through the ceiling. Scorpius strode forward purposefully, shedding layers as he went, until he stood in front of Rose and opened his palm to reveal the letter. Rose took it from him and scanned the lines, she looked up with a frown. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
"Yes!" Scorpius exclaimed. "No!" he corrected when her face fell. "Well yes, but not what you think. I don't want a divorce or anything. I'm trying to tell you that our stupid fight doesn't matter. Look how far we have come, Rose. I fought for you then, and I will fight for you now. We are married and have a beautiful son, and I'm not going to let a bit of frustration get in our way when I faced down Ronald Weasley to win your heart. I will always fight for us. Please, forgive me?"
"Only if you will forgive me too." Rose smiled up at him. "I have been so horrible and picky lately, snapping at every little thing. I mean, you remember how I was when I was carrying James, but that's no excuse, and I promise this time I'm going to be better, though everything does sort of make more sense now—"
"Wait, this time?"
Rose opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She looked a little like a deer in the headlights. She closed her mouth and blushed, nodding slightly. "I took the test when you stormed out," she admitted sheepishly. "I had meant to tell you in a slightly calmer way, but, well, I—"
"You ramble," he pointed out affectionately amused. She nodded, mouth firmly closed. "Well, I hope the next one gets your charm, just not that riotous hair!"
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