A/N Hello, so I'm back, yay! Sorry I haven't updated in so so long. However, I have a valid excuse so please forgive me. I was away for four weeks (out of the country waa) and then I got back last week and was overwhelmed with results and university visits and exams and other such exciting things, and I have literally only just had time to write. I apologise for the filleryness of this chapter and I'm not very excited by it, however, I feel it is necessary, also... I can't wait to do Christmas at the Weasleys, literally have had that scene planned since I started writing. Hence the need for this chapter. Also, in comment to last chapter, I know it was a bit confusing about whether or not Jake actually rapes Rose, no he doesn't. I just didn't want to make it clearer because I didn't want to write it. It made me feel all icky and gross.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
Please review, its always so helpful and when I was away, it was so nice getting reviews through my email especially being on the other side of the world! So yes enjoy...
Chapter Twelve
Rose Weasley
I end up carrying Dom back to our dorm. She threw up twice in the corridor. I think I may have some in the back of my dress. Which a) is disgusting and b) I will be having words with her about later. When we get into out tiny little room with our five beds I throw her down where she passes out. When I turn round three faces are staring at me. I laugh.
"We'll talk about it in the morning girls."
Good thing they're pissed, they'd never agree otherwise. I pull on my pyjamas and crawl into bed my mind racing around, thoughts chasing each other. Every time I nearly fall asleep another thought makes itself known. Eventually I settle on one memory.
The memory of a certain Scorpius Malfoy kissing me slowly.
XX
When I wake up the next morning my head pounds slightly. I sit up slowly and look round. Dom is sitting on the side of her bed her head in her hands.
"How's the head?" I ask.
She looks up at me, her face a slight green colour, and puts her finger to her lips grimacing. I chuckle to myself getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom. I shower quickly, the hot water rinsing away the night before. I hear two sets of people enter and more showers turn on. No one speaks though; silence is the best cure right now. I step out of the shower and shiver slightly as cold air hits me. I wrap myself in a towel and walk over to the mirror using my wand to demist it. I wipe away the residue of the make up that I forgot to take off, which effectively stops me resembling a panda. I sneak out of my cupboard a very expensive hangover cure that uncle George gave me for Christmas last year.
"Now Rosie." He said loudly as the whole family were in the room.
"I don't want you and getting drunk, because you are young and innocent and it would be a shame to ruin that." He winked at me and I snorted.
"So this will stop you liking the taste of alcohol, I hope you use it wisely." He pushed a small pot into my hands.
"Awh, thanks Uncle George." I simpered fakely at him, giving him a hug.
"It's not really." He then whispered in my ear.
"Use it afterwards. Hangover cure. Just don't want your mother knowing that I'm condoning you drinking. Not that I am of course." He said pulling away and smirking at me.
I rub a small amount on the insides of my wrists and the small pounding in my head alleviates. I sigh and wipe my face again, I can't be bothered with make up, people will just have to cope. As I leave the bathroom I pass Ria and Josie going in, we just nod silently at each other. I walk into the dorm and stand in front of the full length mirror we bought together. I look round just to make sure I really am alone and then drop my towel so I'm fully naked in front of it. I look down at my body, and almost cringe a little bit at what I see. My baggy jumpers have been covering an awful lot. I can count almost half of my ribs when I put my legs together I can fit my fist through the gap between them and the bruises near the top are all purple and disgusting. How have I not noticed this? I spose it's not hugely noticeable at first, the more you look the more you see. I feel disgusted with myself, for letting this happen. I vow to myself that I'll eat more, put weight back on. I vow to myself, that I will forget everything that has happened. I vow to myself that I will tell someone about Jake.
I pull on my underwear and look at my watch. Half ten. Breakfast goes on later on Sundays. As I get dressed the rest of my dorm wander in after their showers. The silence continues. I end up walking down with Ria whose finished dressing first.
"So, tell me all." She gushes as soon as we leave the portrait hole.
"It just happened." I explain.
She looks at me doubtfully.
"You guys hated each other." She says. "Its not even Christmas. How on earth did this happen."
"It just did." I say simply. "And I really like him so I'd appreciate it if this didn't get back to my family." I say.
"Hugo knows. It's guaranteed to." She says looking apologetic.
"Not if I can help it." I mutter as we walk into the Great Hall. I sit down amongst my family. Who are all sleepily eating together, Sunday is family breakfast.
One by one they notice me and I smile sweetly at them. I have some serious blackmail to do.
"Care you explain yourself?" Fred is the first one to speak.
"There's nothing to explain. His crazy stalking turned out to be alright and we became friends and then, well, we became more than friends." I say.
"Mum and Dad will kill you when they find out you're dating him." Hugo gloats.
"But you are not going to tell them are you Hugo?" I smile menacingly at him.
"No, but I bet one of these guys will." He says smirking evilly at me.
"Yeah." James intercedes.
"Hugo, it's not like they had any problems with him when he visited Al in the summer." Says Lily.
"Mum and Dad were never there, I even heard them asking when her would be there so they didn't come over." Hugo says.
I smile at Lily for trying to stick up for me and glower at my little brother. I look round at the rest of my family.
"Right, none of you, I repeat, none of you are going to tell any of your parents about this okay? If you know what's good for you, you'll do what I say. I will tell them when I want too. I will bring it upon myself. You wouldn't want to make it worse would you? Cause if they don't hear it from me, your all going to get in shit too." I glare at each one of them in turn.
Fred nods at me.
"Just don't let him hurt you, alright Rosie?" He says. It's more of a command than a request.
"I won't. I can handle myself." I state.
"And if he does. I reserve permission to hex him to within an inch of his life." James says.
"Agreed." Adds Fred whilst Louis and Hugo nod.
"Okay then." I sigh at them exasperatedly.
Lorcan comes and sits next to me.
"Just so you know, I'm so happy for you." He says.
I beam at him and pile my plate with food. Everyone watches me as I push bacon onto my fork and place it in my mouth looking round at my collected friends and family. They all hurriedly engage themselves in eating or conversation. I chuckle to myself. This is the most I've eaten in days.
I continue to eat and then feel a familiar pressure on my shoulders.
"Morning." A voice says in my ear.
"Hey." I turn to face Scorpius.
"Have they been awful?" He asks.
I snigger. "No, emotional blackmail was to my advantage."
He laughs and squidges between Lorcan and I.
"Eating again I see."
I scowl at him. "I was never not eating." I mutter.
He looks at me searchingly "You know you can tell me anything? Anything at all." His fingers rub small circles on the small of my back.
I smile, hoping to placate him.
"I know. I will." I say, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Good." He says strokes down my hair once and begins filling his plate.
XX
On the last day of term, I sit by myself at breakfast, an empty plate in front of me. My resolutions have not gone very well. Three days after I vowed that I would eat more, that I would tell someone, Jake cornered me again. He didn't push himself on me. But the abuse he gave me, the bruises he left me with,made me so ashamed, I couldn't bare to tell anyone. So I avoided people for a few days and decided I could deal with the consequences. Those being that at least half my family yelled at me for not telling them what was wrong and Scorpius, well Scorpius, he didn't yell, he just held me tight, and said quietly that he was disappointed that I couldn't tell him what was the matter. Which cut me up even more.
Now, I know, I only have myself to blame, and I couldn't deal with it if I turned into some kind of Bella Swann, moping around and waiting for other people to make everything turn out right for me. So instead of moping around, I have turned into this super happy person, who bounces around like a moron. I haven't let anything to get to me. Anything Jake does to me, I block out and I think that once or twice I may have even done a minor memory charm on myself. Avoidance, I have been saying to myself, avoidance is the key…
But sitting here, with the thought of facing my parents again, I know that this is not what I should be doing. But right now, there is no other way around it.
I look up. Scorpius throws himself down on the other side of the table.
"Eugh, it is just chaos upstairs. I only just got out alive."
"I didn't realise guys took packing that seriously?"
"You have no idea, Al hexed Nott to wake him up and then all hell broke loose. In fact, I'm surprised I haven't got antlers or something." He shakes his head and digs into the sausages in front of him.
I laugh, "I can give you antlers if you really want?" I joke.
He scowls amusedly at me.
"Looking forward to going home?" he asks his mouth full of food.
"Wow, attractive," I say laughing, "Home? Yes and no." I reply.
"Why no?"
"Cause I don't get to see you." I reply, pouting somewhat.
He laughs loudly.
"You just wait and see." He says mysteriously.
"Wait and see what?" I inquire, pouting somewhat.
"That's for me to know and you to find out. I may have spoken with a certain Hugo Weasley…" He trails off.
"You managed to get my brother, to collaborate with you?" I say, shocked.
"I can't even get him to lend me a pencil, let alone plan things with him."
"I sure did." Scorpius smirks. "It comes with being ultra handsome and popular."
"Are you insinuating that my brother is attracted to you?" I ask giggling.
Scorpius laughs.
"No of course not, it's the popularity factor he wants. Why? Are you insinuating he's gay?" He asks sarcastically.
I laugh at him.
"No, but I wouldn't be surprised."
"Wouldn't be surprised about what?" James says, sitting down next to me.
"Your head exploding at some point in the future." I tell him.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. You want to be careful. I can retract my approval of this…" He gestures between Scorpius and I… "Very easily. Speaking of which." He turns to address Scorpius.
"I haven't had a chance to speak to you about your little relationship yet but, if I find, that you've hurt her, or done something to her, or anything like that…"
"Yeah, I know, you'll pound me into the ground… I've already had this from every member of the Weasley clan in the last two weeks. Fred hexed me and then told me what he would do to me whilst I was still dangling upside down. It was a magical moment of bonding between us." Scorpius interrupts sarcastically.
I growl, very unceremoniously at this news.
Scorpius smirks.
"Feeling protective?" He asks, waggling his eyebrows at me. James makes a sickened noise in the back of his throat.
"No, angry. They have no right. Eugh, I am going to kill Fred. Why didn't you tell me before?" I shake my head looking murderously round for said cousin. I don't see him anywhere though, he must be upstairs.
"Don't bother Rose, he'll probably take that as a sign I'm mistreating you or something." Scorpius says, clearly not wanting a Weasleyesque style fight across the dining room.
"Fine. But I will be having words with him." I mutter.
"Yes, but Weaslebee, now is not the time." Scorpius coos across the table at me. I scowl at him. He smirks back.
"Right you two, I'm off to finish packing. I don't want anything untoward happening whilst I am gone. Understand?" James announces, sounding astonishing like my father. He eyes me and I grin at him.
Once he's gone Scorpius rounds on me.
He pulls sausages, bacon, eggs and toast onto a plate and makes up a bowl of granola with yogurt and fruit in.
"Pick one and eat all of it." He commands.
I choose the granola.
XX
When I get back to my dormitory, I open the door to complete bedlam. Everyone but Molly is running round panicking about loosing something or forgetting to pack something. Molly is just sitting on her trunk watching amusedly.
I walk over to her, nearly being hit by Unfogging the future as it flies across the room.
"How long's this been going on?" I ask.
"Ten minutes?" She says amusedly.
"Merlin."
After a few minutes of watching my crazed friends throw things around, trying to pack. Molly and I pick up our trunks and move them out into the hallway where they'll be taken to the train for us. We walk down the stairs to the common room and Max nearly collides with me, toast in his hands.
"Oops, sorry Rosie." He grins.
I shake my head exasperatedly.
"Honestly, you would think after six years, they would learn to pack the night before?" Molly asks me.
"I doubt people will ever change. It's a tradition now Moll." I say all-knowingly.
We walk across the common room towards the portrait hole and Max walks into me again, this time he drops his jam covered toast on my cream sweater.
"Maaax." I moan at him.
"Shit, sorry Rose, sorry sorry sorry… Here let me clean it off." He tries to pull out his wand.
"No don't worry I'll do it." I pull out my own wand. "Tergeo." I mutter under my breath. The red splodge vanishes.
Fred swaggers over from the sofa's in front of the fire, running a hand through his already suitably mussed up hair.
"Morning ladies." He says smarmily.
Molly simpers, I scowl.
"Fred." I reply coarsely.
He frowns, "What's up little couz?"
"You cursing Scorpius. I'm not impressed Fred."
"Well, I'm just looking out for you, Hugo can't stand up for himself in front of Malfoy, so I was taking over brotherly duties." He says innocently.
"I could to stand up to Malfoy." Hugo whines as he appears next to us. "I just wouldn't because he's a top-bloke." He finishes coolly.
"A top-bloke? Really Hugo, where did you learn to talk like that?" I ask.
He scowls at me, "You know what I mean."
"What, you mean he gives you gold to pay for your girls?"
Hugo blushes.
"See, I am fulfilling brotherly duties, as your actual brother is failing in that area of his life." Says Fred interrupting.
I shake my head at the pair of them.
Just as Hugo opens his mouth, no doubt to give something profound to the world, the call for the coaches to the station rings out through the common room.
"Lets go." I say before my dear little brother can speak.
He disappears into the crowd, to join his annoying friends.
"Sit together?" Fred asks as he Molly and I join the throngs of people exiting the castle.
"Umm, I said I'd sit with Scorp, if you don't mind him, then sure." I say.
Fred scowls, "It's fine, I'll see you over Christmas."
He walks away from us.
"Wow, awkward." Mutters Molly under her breath.
"I know right." Fred gets it from Uncle George. He never really got over the whole Death Eater thing after Fred Senior was killed. So Fred (II) is also slightly prejudiced against anyone connected with Death Eaters.
"Ready for this?" Al asks, bouncing up behind me. Scorpius follows at a more mature pace.
"What ready to face and live with the entire family of Weasley's for two weeks?" I ask.
Al nods.
"Not in the slightest." I say.
Al laughs and we walk together through the oak front door down to the coaches.
XX
By the time I step onto platform nine and three quarters I am just about ready to kill someone. Josie and Ria where arguing about who liked Lorcan more and then Lorcan himself walks in and the situation just got supremely awkward. Then Max came in a started shouting that Jake Abrams had hexed him in the corridor and then started yelling at me to do something, because I'm a prefect and I should stop him. Luckily Scorpius went and sorted that out. The Creevy's then decided to join us and started the loudest game of exploding snap known to mankind. When we finally reached London, I could easily say, I'm quite ready to leave the company of my friends.
As I step off the train however, someone brushes into me.
"I'll be seeing you Weasley. Don't forget."
A head of dark hair walks away from me. I shudder at the sight of Jake and pull my coat tighter around me.
"Rosie sweetheart." My father comes hurrying towards me, his arms outstretched.
"Hi Dad." I say and let myself be embraced. I look round for mum but can't see her anywhere.
"Where's Mum?"
"Oh, she couldn't make it." Dad says quickly. "Have you seen your brother?" I shake my head, wondering where my mother has been held up.
Dad soon spots Hugo and a similar reunion occurs.
"Are we all ready?" He asks looking at us both.
"I'll just go and say goodbye to my friends." I inform him quickly.
He nods and I scan the platform. I catch sight of familiar blond hair and hurry towards it. When I reach him, I tap him on the back.
He spins round and on seeing me, a grin breaks across his face.
"I'm just here to say goodbye, I'll see you soon?" I ask
"Of course." He replies, his eyes sparkling. "And I'll write to you."
"Scorpius." A sharp voice rings out.
"Just coming Father." He calls over his shoulder.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses me gently.
"I'll see you really soon." I smile and with that we part. I hurry back to my Dad and Hugo.
"Where's Mum?" I hear Hugo asking.
"She's busy. She'll see you soon." Comes the quick, almost rehearsed, reply.
"Lets go." I say. Lifting up my trunk, which has been hauled onto the platform by the guards. And we go through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.
XX
I open the door to my room and the familiar scent hits me, I drop my trunk and rucksack onto the floor and shut the door taking two paces across to my bed I fall back into the covers. The purple engulfs me as I fall into it. Home. Finally. No more arguing, no more worrying and no more Jake Abrams. Right here, lying on my bed, I don't think my life could get much better. Until...
"Rose." I hear Dads voice calling up the stairs. Eugh, disturbing my peace...
"Just coming Dad." I call back.
I unwillingly heave myself off my bed and quickly pull on my pyjama bottoms and slippers then hurry down stairs, almost slipping and killing myself halfway down.
I pad into the kitchen and am shocked by the sight that greets me. Hugo comes in nearly colliding with me and stops dead right behind me taking in the scene. In front of us is our father, holding hands with a woman that is definitely not our mother.
We stare at each other for several long moments before Hugo chokes out.
"How long?"
Dad looks shamed. "Since about two weeks after you left for Hogwarts."
"Three months?" Hugo's voice is hoarse. Theres a pause in which the silence is so great you could hear a fairy's wings fluttering
"Three months and you don't tell us that you and mum have decided to split? Three months?" His voice getting louder and louder.
Dad looks pleadingly at me.
I shake my head.
"I know we haven't dealt with this in the best possible way, but, you have to understand that your mother and I weren't happy anymore. It was a mutual decision. This is..."
"Where's Mum now?" I interrupt, my voice deathly quiet. Dad looks as though he's going to tell me off for interrupting, but then thinks better off it and answers me.
"She's staying with Harry and Ginny."
"Why didn't either of you tell us?" I ask.
"We wanted to tell you in person." He says.
"And you think the best way to do that is to just confront us with this?" I gesture to the woman.
"You could've both been here, you could've at least pretended everything was okay until we got home and then told us together." I say, my voice rising like Hugo's had done.
"We didn't need to come home and be confronted to the sight of you with this... this... slut." Hugo finishes. Dad gasps and the woman cries out.
"You take that back Hugo Weasley. You take that back." Dad says sternly, his voice rising too.
"No." Snarls Hugo and he storms from the room.
Dad turns to me.
"Talk to him Rose?"
"And why do you think I'd argue your case?" I ask simply and follow my brother from the kitchen.
Later that afternoon, when Hugo comes and sits in my room, we owl Uncle Harry and discover that the woman is called Lavender Brown and her and Dad dated for a while at school.
"I hate her." Hugo says quietly after a few minutes of silence after reading the letter.
"Well, we can always go and stay at the Burrow or at Godric's Hollow with Al." I tell him.
"I know."
"We'll give it a day?" I half state, half ask him.
"Fine. One day, that's all she gets." He mutters mutinously.
Hugo falls asleep on my bed and after his slow breathing fills the room I swiftly follow into dreams of a blond woman scratching out my eyes and a boy with dark hair and black eyes gripping my wrists.
XX
Suddenly I'm being shaken awake by my brother.
"Rose… Rose?" He calls worriedly
I snap bolt upright. Waking instantly from the nightmare.
"Rose, are you okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, fine." I smile, somewhat weakly. "Just a nightmare."
"Okay." He says looking at me appraisingly, "One day remember."
"Yeah, I remember. Now get off my bed and leave me in peace."
He grins and rolls off and wanders out of the door,
"Shut the door?" I call; he turns back and smiles evilly at me, before leaving the door slightly open on the latch. I sigh in frustration.
"That is not how you shut a door Hugo." I shout getting off the bed and walking over to pull the door shut.
I quickly hop into the conjoined bathroom I share with my brother, locking both doors so he doesn't walk in on me showering. I turn on the shower and switch off the lights. There's something immensely satisfying about showering in the dark. But just so I don't slip and die, I quickly cast some orbs of light around that emit a dim glow. Even though I'm underage, I know I won't get caught, because Dad and his woman are in the house, and it could just have easily been them performing magic.
I step into the shower, this year could not get any worse is the first thought that runs through my mind. Firstly my obvious problems with Abrams and then this, I never thought I would see the day that my parents split up, definitely did not see this coming. Not one single letter mentioned that there was anything wrong between them. I wash slowly, taking my time. I like this, being alone with my thoughts. Suddenly there's a banging on the door leading to Hugo's room.
"Rose, hurry up. Or there'll be no hot water left." He moans through the door.
I switch off the shower and switch the lights on, my orbs vanish immediately, unlocking the doors, I head into my room and I pull on a pair of dark skinny jeans and a multi-coloured jumper. Hearing the shower start up again, I quickly write letters to Al, Scorp and Josie telling them about my recent familial changes. These are the three people who will most likely take me in if I need them too. When I'm done, my stomach growls traitorously. I walk to the door and just as I am about to open it there's a small knock. I open it and standing there is the woman.
I disdainfully look her up and down before asking:
"What?"
"I-just-wanted-to-say-I'm-sorry-for-any-trouble-I've-caused-and-that-I-do-love-your-father-very-much-and-I-hope-in-time-that-maybe-we-could-be-friends?" She pauses for breath. "I'm-not-asking-you-to-accept-me-right-away-I-understand-how-hard-this-must-be-for-you-and-your-brother-but-maybe-maybe-one-day-we-could-get-along? Also, I made you breakfast." She finishes after speaking very quickly.
I look at her appraisingly.
"Maybe." Is all I say before walking past her and down the stairs.
I'm not ready for friends. Not yet. She'll have to earn that.
This morning though, I think I'll make my own breakfast.
XX
"Mum!" Hugo shouts across the Potter's yard the next day.
My mother's familiar bushy brown hair is everywhere and she bursts into tears at the sight of us.
"Are you two alright? Are they feeding you? Rose you're awfully skinny, whats the matter sweetheart, are they being awful, you can always come and stay here with me if you want."
Mum pulls me into a hug and says all this into my hair.
"Mum we're fine..." I start.
"Although we'd much rather be at home with you." Hugo cuts in.
"Yeah, we would." I say, looking at her pleadingly.
She looks down. "Well the house is really too big for just me to live in."
"But we'll be with you." Hugo protests.
She smiles and cups his face, "Not for much of the year darling."
Hugo sighs; he only withstands babying from Mum.
"We'll come and stay here with you then for the holiday, if that's okay Harry?" I ask, directing my question to my uncle who's just walked out of the house.
"Of course that's okay. Frankly I could kill Ronald right now. However, I have the common decency not to. But off course you can stay here, Al will be thrilled. Speaking of Albus. AL." Harry shouts into the house.
"Coming Dad." Comes the reply followed by a cacophony of noise and then Al falls out of the front door, his familiar black hair all a mess, just like Uncle Harry's. His consistency nearly makes me cry. Because, Al never changes, but now I've said that, he's probably going to decide to dye his hair pink and join a rock band.
But right now, Al and his never changing is the only thing that I can cling on to, because nothing else is constant.
Al spots us and hurries over. Then over his shoulder, I see someone who I have been wishing to see ever since this news broke. Scorpius follows Al out of the house. I nearly, very nearly, run straight to him. But instead I stop myself and greet Al first. He hugs me and gives me a slight squeeze, asking if I'm alright. When I pull back I give him a small nod.
"Malfoy." I say to Scorpius. His forehead is creased with worry and he searches my face seeing if anything has changed.
"Weasley." He replies as if nothing has changed between us since summer.
"Al, Hugo and Rose are staying here for a while."
Al accepts this without question and gestures for us to follow him upstairs. As soon as we get into Al's room, Scorpius pulls me to him.
"Hey." He mutters quietly into my hair. "You alright?"
I nod into him. Breathing in his cinnamony smell.
"No your not." He says contradicting my nod.
"I'm just in shock." I tell him. "I mean coming home to find your parents have split up, it's a bit… well, shocking really." This elicits a small smile.
"Anyway, how come you're here so early? Don't you normally stay with you parents for a bit?"
"Wow, where you stalking my visiting hours?" He asks, his arms still around my waist.
I shove him gently, but he just pulls me closer to him.
"Get a room." Hugo mutters.
I laugh and Scorpius pulls my face up to his - kissing me. I melt into him and Hugo makes retching noises behind us.
"You guys up for some Quidditch?" James asks, bundling into the room.
"Woah, woah, woah. I do not want to see that in my house, thank you very much." He half-shouts, acting like an eight year old who just walked in on someone hugging.
I sneer at him.
"Sure, we'll play James." Scorpius replies coolly. I look at him, shocked at his tolerating, almost friendly tone.
We head downstairs, grabbing brooms from the Potter store cupboard.
"Not sucking up to James are we?" I ask Scorp as we troop over to the field behind the house.
"No. Of course not." He says going a faint shade of pink. "I'd just rather he didn't hate me, given I'm dating his cousin and best friends with his brother."
I smirk knowingly.
"Guys." A voice shouts from the house.
"Its Lily, don't look round." James mutters. Lily, is appalling at Quidditch. Given one of her parents played professionally and the other one was offered to play professionally, she is ridiculously untalented at the sport. Which means whoever gets Lily is a) bound to loose and b) it makes the teams uneven.
"Thanks for waiting for me you guys." Lily pops up behind us, a flush on her cheeks and out of breath from running to catch up. I hear James and Al moan.
James and Al mutter a quick "Sorry Lils." To placate her.
We split into two teams, Me and James against Al and Scorp, with Lily swapping on. We play until sunset and then when It gets too dark to see, we sit in the field and watch the sun goes down. I lie against Scorpius, with my best friend and my two cousins chattering happily, and watch the sky turn a deep red, and for the first time in days, I feel happy.
A/N... I just thought I'd mention, how exciting it was to get the word cacophony in here and also, I'm not sure about Scorpius' eyebrow waggling, yes? no? maybe?