I'm back! Another one from Rose. More angst this time around. Oh, did I mention I haven't planned this? I have NO IDEA where it's going. I just write what I want then adapt it for fanfiction. As I've said before, I'm not the best at writing pure fanfiction. Most of the stuff I post was originally personal stories but changed to fit with the HP characters. Anyway, without further ado…
Disclaimer: Do I really need to put these? Better safe than sorry. I don't own Rose or Scorpius.
Malfoy,
Damn you. Damn you to hell. If you really loved me like you said you did, you would have been honest with your father. You said you told him about us an entire year ago, at the end of sixth year. That is a trust violation I cannot overlook, especially from you, Mr. Brutally Honest. Or so I thought.
I knew you wanted to get into the course. I knew you were going to leave for some foreign country and leave me stuck in England. Still, I supported you. Even if it meant losing you, I supported you. Who kept track of your application forms? Who did your homework when you were drowning in Advanced Arithmancy? I don't care anymore. I wish you never came into my life in the first place. I wish I never kissed you at the Christmas Dance in fourth year. In fact, I wish I never knew you. You say you can't cut me out of your life but I can easily cut you out of mine. Snip, snip, snip with a pair of scissors. It's that easy. But I won't. Because then I'd lose the piece of my heart you hold, shattered by your words on the platform that day.
Your Weasley
PS: We're back to last names aren't we? Back to the beginning.
I'm in the writing mood now so expect updates! Ta-ta! Review please!
~CharmedAnodite