Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling. I will never be as talented or successful as Rowling. None of these characters or places are mine, nor will they ever be. This is all J.K. Rowling and I just want to use her characters and finish what she has left off. This story was inspired by "Rumor Has It" by Adele. I also have no rights to this song or lyrics.
Rumor Has it
Chapter 3
"Checking In"
Rose POV
I found my search party, drunk and stumbling down the street, looking for me.
"I'm right here!" I called after them. The half jogged, have stumbled up the street further.
"Rose! There you are!" Cassie
"You can't just leave like that!" Lily grabbed my arm.
"I couldn't hear on my phone-"
"You find us and tell us if you are leaving! We were worried sick!"
"Guys! I am fine! I was with Scorpius!" I say taking my arm back from Lily.
"Scorpius? Why?" Lily frowned.
"Oh thank god. Here's the Uber. Come on, let's go."
We filed in, and I was sandwiched in the back between Cassie and Lily, Rachel took the front seat. The others waited for the next one, behind us.
"How did he find you?" Rachel asked, turning around.
"He is out celebrating. I called him. He answered then found me, to make sure I was safe, because I was drunk...er… at the time."
"Oh, such a good guy." Rachel said from the front. She hiccuped.
"Well, atleast we found you, and now we can get home and get some sleep. We graduate tomorrow!" Cassie said before closing her eyes.
Lily just looked at me. I looked back for a moment, but then avoided her eyes. I closed them, for fear of giving anything away. I have a lot of big decisions to make. And a ring to find.
Rose
Five years ago…
"Rose, slow down. You have to think this thorough."
"I already have, Mum."
"Listen, to your Mother, Rosie. She's not asking you to stay, just too understand what you are doing." My father frowned.
I signed, and stopped packing my luggage case, facing them. Mum had one hand on her hip, the other around her neck. My father, holding my daughter, upright, her facing me, blowing bubbles. Since Sabella can hold her head up, and is starting to sit on her own, this is her new favorite holding position.
"I already have. I want to go to legal school."
"We know." They said together.
"In the States."
It's my mother's turn to sigh. "Rosie. You...you just can't."
"Why?" I snapped back.
"Because you are only 18, that's why!" She snapped back, raising her voice at me. "You are not old enough to be out on your own, gallivanting the world!"
"Hermione-" My father started.
"Oh, I'm not old enough? Excuse me, did I miss ready my history textbooks or did you, Dad, and Uncle Harry go galavanting around the world at 17 years old?"
"That's different-"
"And were you not risking your lives, while traveling? I think that at the age of 17, when I am clearly 18, an entire year OLDER, I should be able to travel to another country to attend school! Where the man, whom I let go because it was the best thing to do, is already there! I think if I am old enough to have a CHILD I am old enough to travel across the ocean for an education!" I spat out, yelling at my mother.
I took Sabella, who then started to cry violently, from my father, and stormed out of my room.
"Don't you dare speak to me that way!"
"I'm an adult, Hermione. I will talk to you the way I want to! Now leave my house, while I finish packing! My daugher and I are fleeing the country!"
"Rose Lydia Weasly! I have heard you disrespect your mother long enough! You have shared your opinion, and now you are going to stop! I don't care how old you are, that is your mother you are speaking to! You should never talk to her with anything other than the upmost respect! After everything she has done for you, the least you can do, is treat her with the respect she deserves! And we pay for this house, Missy!"
My father had rage in his eyes. My parents, as often as they bicker and fight, have a love for each other, that I hope to have in my life one day.
And he's right. I sighed and rolled my eyes. But it's extremely loud in the house, because Sabella is still crying.
"I apologize, Mum, for the disrespect I have shown." I have to word this carefully. "However, I disagree with your opinions."
"Rose," I waited for her to continue, but she seemed lost for words. Eventually, I turned around and headed downstairs, towards the kitchen. I need to make a bottle for Sabella.
"Rose, if you go to the States, we can't go with you." My mother finally said, after watching me, trying to prepare the bottle one handed. I was doing a great job, until it came time to twist on the lid. It was hard to do, one handed.
"I know. I can go by myself. We will be fine." And as if to prove me wrong, my mother took the bottle from me, and twisted on the lid, before shaking up the bottle. "Well, in Texas, we will be with Scorpius. He can help."
"Rose."
"Hermione. She's 18." My father is on my side, for once.
"But to up and move!"
"Mum, this needs to happen. I need to go. School is going to start in the fall, and I need to find us a place to live! I'm not moving this week, but I need to go this weekend and start looking for accommodations. I need to be familiar with Texas and with Scorpius' life."
Sabella had calmed the moment I put the bottle in her mouth. I stared at my blonde angel. She had a little headband in her hair, to match the onesie, she was sporting. I am doing this for her. For him. For me.
I glanced up to see my father's arm around my mom, her head on his shoulder, and their eyes giving me the same look, I am giving my daughter: hope.
"Alright. You have my blessing."
"But you have to come home for every holiday, and visit as often as you can." My dad warned. "And we are going to be visiting as often as we can, too!" He pointed a finger. "You can't keep me from my granddaughter, you know."
I smiled. "Yes, Dad." I also can't keep her from her father, either.
"And, when you officially move, I'm coming with you, for a while to help you settle in."
I groaned. "Mum."
"No arguing on his Rose. You will be traveling with a baby and all your things in a new country. You will need atleast a week to adjust. So minium I'll be there to help you adjust."
I have to admit. She's right. I am going to need her. "Alright. Thank you." Sabella made a suckering noise, informing me that her bottle was empty. Wow, she was hungry.
Rose POV
"Good morning, Sweetheart! I have a special drinks for everyone!" I open my eyes to see my mother handing the survivors of my bachelorette party hangover cure potion. I glance at my phone. It's six in the morning. Oh Lord.
Lily is already showered and has her hair wrapped in a towel, when she sits next to me, on the floor.
I take a huge gulp of the citrus flavored drink. Mum made it taste like a green smoothie. Great thinking.
"You're up early."
"Who do you think helped your Mum brew everything?" She whispered. I nodded taking another sip.
"I believe this belongs to you." She said handing, placing something in my hand.
I look down, and choke on my potion. "Where the fuck did you find this?!" I hissed, quietly. I was my engagement ring from Brad. I quickly placed it back on my finger.
I noticed you weren't wearing it in the car home. So, I got up this morning, apparated to the bar before and 'Acco' it. It came flying from the grass."
"Oh.. From when we were doing cartwheels." I said recalling the night before.
"I just saved your ass." She really did. Because if I am really going to break off my engagement, either way, I needed this ring to do so.
I honestly haven't decided yet. This WHOLE thing is too much to deal with right now.
Rose POV
Five years earlier
I decided to not tell Scorpius my plan of moving to Texas when he visited the following weekend. It was his first weekend off since he started the All Stars. He loves it. He stayed in the guest room, and talked about conditioning and training. If trainings to well next week, he hopes to be second string. Which, apparently means he gets put in as an alternate. Which is a big deal for him being so new.
He was so caught up that he didn't even notice that he didn't have to support Ella's head when he was holding her.
Things still are a little… tense and awkward for us right now. So everyday conversations are polite and often feel forced. Probably because the tension in the room is to say fuck it, lets just fuck each other. We eased the tension with Al and LIly, and soon the weekend was over, and Scorpius was gone.
I got to do more research, and found out that the only legal schools in the States for wizards and witches are in Massachusetts and California. Well fuck. THere is no way I am telling my father this. Mum, will eventually figure it out, but hopefully I will be in Texas already. I decided to search for muggle law schools. Damn, these are expensive. And take muggle schooling outside of basic education.
I quickly looked up muggle universities in Texas. That was a mistake. I tried searching for universities in Austin, and my search narrowed. But, there are still way to many to choose from. I sighed. This is going to have to be done on sight. We were nearing the end of June, and I knew I had to get my applications in soon. Also, apparently apply for a student visa, because the U.S. government just doesn't allow foreigners to attend their universities without cause.
This process is intimidating.
Scorpius POV
To get away from the press, we had our celebratory dinner in a muggle restraunt after Sabella's recital. I am so incredibly proud of her, have filled up my phones memory with photos, and can't seem to think there is any other girl more beautiful than my blonde angle, with her curls pulled into a bun, still wearing her tiara, from her dance.
She reluctantly changed out of her costume, per the request of her mother, and is back in the turquoise and gray one she wore earlier that day.
Between my car and brad's SUV, she has more bouquet of flowers to fill out a wedding, and she insists on carrying at least one inside with us. So, even though we picked a muggle restaurant to get away from the press, we still have the attention of everyone in the restaurant, as they get our table ready.
"So you think I can perform my dance at The Wedding, Mr. Brad?"
"Anything for my Princess." He said, kissing her cheek. Brad is holding her. I roll my eyes, and Kelsea grabs my hand.
Rose smiles up at them.
Rose. Good ole Rose. She has said nothing about what happened last night, at all. She is back to her normal self. She is kind and sweet to Kelsea, she is talking to me, mostly business related, but she doesn't hesitate or skip a beat when doing so.
I on the other hand, was not as smooth about it. I was caught off guard by how, nonchalant, she is being.
Irregardless, Rose is going to be a fantastic lawyer.
I explained to Kelsea that my phone was on silent, and that Rose was drunk and lost. I was walking her back, then I got lost.
Kelsea didn't really buy my story, I know she didn't, but she was just so happy I came home, must not care about the shitty story I told, or the bite mark on my neck. She must believe the Rose part, but must assume I was at a strip club or something after dropping off Rose, because she is being sweet and kind right back to Rose.
Or this can all be a front for Kelsea, since My Dad is in town.
"Rose, let's stand over here." Brad said, suddenly.
"Why?" I scoffed, before I could use my filter. What the fuck has Rose done to me?
"Okay, Sabella, can you smile for me?" He said, smiling at MY daughter.
"Okay!" My daughter giggled.
"What the-" Then flashes started going off, from the outside. The muggle press. He's using my daughter for publicity stunt? Oh hell No!
I quickly jumped in front of them, taking Sabella from Brad's arms.
"Hey!"
"What you you doing?" Rose yelled.
"Don't you dare, use my daughter as a some sort of pawn in your political game!"
"Daddy-"
"Scopius-"
"Guys-"
"Your table is ready,"
"She's about to be my daughter, too, you know! In three short months!"
That fired me up more. "Some dad you are, using her for your own gain!"
"Give ME Sabella. YOU TWO, outside!" Leave it to Hermione Granger-Weasley to divert attention.
I straightened my jacket and motioned for the door. This fight with brad is three years coming.
We walked out of the entrance, but not completely outside, for I also didn't want to be in front of Muggle Press. Then the wizard press will know. Myself, Kelsea, Rose and Brad now stood in a circle.
I thought I saw Rose flash her wand in her bag, casting the silence charm, recognizing the silver smoke that caught the door.
"I would NEVER use Ella for personal gain! That is not what was going on! I didn't even know the press were here. I just wanted to move her out of the way of the air duct, she was getting cold!"
"Rose you can't believe this, come on."
"I-I-" She's at a lost for words.
"You asked her to smile at you, Brad!"
"I wanted to see her pretty smile! What's so bad about that?"
"Bull shit, Brad. I've always wondered if you really had my family's best intentions at heart. I've been suspicious ever since I've met you.
"Best intentions at heart? Your family? Some family man you are. Always gone and never around. I've been there for Sabella more then you have ever been. Taking her every other weekend, and two weeknights isn't being a father. Half the time you send your girlfriend-"
"Finance" everyone ignored her.
"To pick her up! Face it Malfoy. I'm more of Sabella's dad, that you are."
"Hey!" Rose said, pointing at Brad, but it was too late.
I saw red. Red flash in my eyes, red on his shirt he was wearing, and red on my knuckles as I swung my arm back again to punch him in the face.
Kelsea stopped my fist. "SCORPIUS! STOP! YOU ARE SCARING ME!"
And suddenly I didn't see red anymore. It was replaced by yellow flashes. I was breathing hard. I looked over to see the back of Rose's head, wadding up her scarf around Brad's nose. I turned around to see the hostess staff just staring, and one of them on the phone. I bet anything they are calling the muggle police.
"We need to leave, Kelsea." I said.
"That would be best." Rose snapped.
I was thankful for the first time in my life that Sabella can't see me. We can't leave though the front door. We need to sneak out the back.
"Come on," I said taking Kelsea by the elbow.
"Don't worry, Scorpius. I'll say goodnight to OUR daughter for you." Brad sneered, behind the scarf.
This time, Kelsea didn't stop me punching Brad in the face, again. And neither did Rose.
Scorpius POV
Five year earlier
"Come on, Malfoy. This is the second weekend in a row, you won't come out with us. Why?" Ben asked, a rookie. We had just finished practicing, getting cleaned up in the locker rooms.
"Yeah, what are you hiding?" Jack asks, bumping my shoulder.
"I'm not hiding anything. My uh, ex is calling."
"You ex?" Ben scoffed, shutting his locker.
"Why are talking to her? Isn't she in your country? You haven't been here long enough to have an ex, yet." Jack said, sitting on the bench across from me.
"Well, we uh, have a child together." Why are my cheeks hot? I shouldn't be embarrassed of Sabella!
"No way!"
"Holy Fuck Balls!"
"Malfoy has a Kid!" Tanner screamed to the rest of the team.
"Dude, you're like-"
"18." I answered.
"Babies having babies." Chris, a black guy on our team shakes his head.
"It wasn't an ideal situation. But she's my world now. And England is six hours ahead of us. So, when they call, I have to be able to answer. Sober."
"Well, let me see this precious kid of yours!" Chris asked, making his way. He is one of the first string beaters, in his mid twenties. Surprised, I pulled out my phone and opened of my photos. They started passing around and "cooing" and "awwing" at my daughter. Proud Dad moment.
After receiving several compliments, on both baby and Rose, she was in a few of the photos, the encouraged me to come out with them after I talked to Rose and Ella. Since I haven't been out with the guys yet, I decided to go ahead and meet them after.
"Hello?"
"Hi. I'm sorry. I just had to bathe her. She spit up all over herself." Rose looked flustered, her hair messy, pulled back. She was wearing a Hogwarts jumper. Ella looked sleepy, happy and content. However, she was awake, and in the Slytherin onesie I had purchased for her, kicking her legs, staring at my face through the phone.
"It's alright. Really. It's kinda late there, isn't it? Going on 2am?"
"Yea, we've been...packing." Rose said, hesitantly.
"Packing?"
"Um, yeah. Do you mind if we come and visit you in the states? I want to get into legal school, and I'm not sure-"
I'm ecstatic. "Yes of course!"
"Great! We leave in like...four hours."
Fuck. "The fu-fudge Rose! Four hours?"
"Well, they said to arrive approx 2-3 hours before your flight, and with traffic and a baby, I didn't know when that would be. So Mum and I are leaving the house at 6am for our 9:30 flight. We land in New York for a 4 hour layover, and then we arrive in Austin about … she calculates on her hands...7:30 pm tomorrow your time."
I can't even be mad at her. "That's great, Rose. I'm excited to see you-Ella. Both of you. A little more heads up would have been nice. Considering, I was just there last weekend."
"Well, you didn't give me any time to say anything. Albus spent most of your free time with you." She said, holding Sabella's hands. Ah, the guilt trip.
"Sorry, Rose. I Never get to see him. When I'm home, I'm spending it with you and Ella."
"I know. That's why I am trying to change that." She said as Ella started to fuss. She tried turning Ella around to comfort her.
"What do you mean?"
"Scorpius, I've got to go. She's tired, and I need some sleep before we leave in the morning. I'll ring you when we land?"
I sigh. "Yes, please do. Safe flight."
"Will do." and then the video chat ended, as Sabella erupted into full cries. Part of me wanted to blame Rose for keeping her up so late. But I know I had no right too. She was the one who was over there watching our daughter.
Now I feel guilty. 7:30 tomorrow evening. Yea, that's enough time to go out tonight, and clean for them tomorrow. I let the guilt settle in, as I grab my keys and wallet, before tucking my wand in my jeans. Now I need a drink...or four.
"Good morning, Sunshine!" I was greeted with the smell of warm coffee and a voice I didn't recognize. I peeked open one eye to see a short haired, red head woman, with brown eyes staring back at me.
"Erm. Morning." I open my other eye to see that she is wearing my All Stars jersey, and nothing else. I can feel that I am naked under my sheets, and I see our clothes spread out my flat.
And I am trying hard not to panic. I take the coffee mug from her. I stare at it for a moment, then back at her.
"I didn't poison it. There's no veritaserum in there or anything." She giggles. Okay, good. At least she's a witch. I smile back, and try to relax.
I take a welcoming sip and blink a few times. Beer, laughter with the guys, beer two, three, more laughter, girlfriends of some guys come, redhead shows up as a friend of Tanner's girlfriend, we head to next bar, another beer, jack and coke, dancing, grinding, beer, kissing, groping, Uber home…
The only thing I can't remember is her name…
"It's great." and it really is.
"Last night was...amazing." she sat across from me, crossing her legs, leaning back on one arm. With the morning sun on her face, she almost, almost, looks like Rose.
"It was a very...good night. Just the distraction I needed."
"Distraction? Why?" She frowned.
Before I could stop myself, "My ex is bringing my daughter from England to visit today-"
"Your EX? And your DAUGHTER?" her eyes got really big at me.
"Er, yeah."
"Um, yeah. Okay. I need to go." She got up, instantly looking through the clothes.
I think her leaving is a great idea, but I'm not going to lie. My ego is hurt. What's wrong with Ella? "Go? Why?"
"You can't be serious?" She looked at me appalled.
When I pulled on my boxers she just shook her head. "I am not breaking up a family."
"You are not breaking up a family! Rose and I broke up MONTHS ago." I said, defensive.
She was pulling on her jeans from last night, taking off my jersey. I looked away.
"You don't get it. You are not a woman. Rose is coming with your child from England to visit today. You are a family, and only just broke up. She has another agenda. If I were her, I wouldn't want the father of my child still in bed with some lovely redhead I met at a bar."
"But you are not some redhead." I said, stupidly.
She turned to look at me. "I know." she looked me in the eyes, and wrapped her arms around my waist, now fully clothed, and kissed me, softly. "You are Scorpius, and I am Jessica. I wish it were that easy."
Oh, right! Her name is Jessica! "I guess you're right." I say, hoping to show so much excitement that she is leaving.
"Maybe after a year or two, if you are still broken up-wait, Scorpius. Is your last name Malfoy?!"
I was caught off guard by pretending to listening, and making a mental list of how to clean my flat before they arrive. "What the fuck is wrong with being a Malfoy?" I snapped at her.
"Awe fuck no. I'm not getting involved with this shit. She reached for her purse. You knocked up Rose Weasley. I may be an American. But even over here, we know about the Potter's and the Weasley's. I'm not getting involved with this publicity. Later, Scorpius."
And then she apparated straight out of my apartment.
This is too much drama to deal with before noon.
Rose POV
"You are not pressing charges!"
"And why the hell not! He assaulted me, Rose! Twice!"
"He shouldn't have hit you the first time, Brad, but you edged him on!"
"So, because he's your baby daddy, he should have special privilege?"
"No, because you were an ass and provoked him into getting what you deserved, you shouldn't press charges!"
"My father, wants me to. He's the governor."
"Is that who's calling?"
"Yep."
"Well you can't!"
"Then why they hell not?"
"Because he's a fucking immigrant! He's here on a work visa! You press charges against him, he will have to leave the country, and then you are forcing Sabella away from her father! Not to mention ruining his career!"
We have been screaming at eachother in the car. We didn't stay for dinner. It was quiet for a few minutes.
Brad's phone started to buzz again.
"Is that your father again?" I asked, as I drove us home from the restaurant.
"Yes."
"You answer that call…"
"I know, Rose. You don't have to nag."
"Nag? Really? You are in no position to yell at me!"
"He's the one who hit ME Rose!"
"Because you were saying terrible things to him!"
"Nothing that isn't true!"
I slammed on the breaks. "Don't you dare! Scorpius has been the best father to Sabella! He's fought for her! Been there for every big moment! So he's missed some of the little things, he's been there providing for her! I've never once had to ask him for money for her, because he's always beat me to making sure she had what she needed! And when he was away, Scorpius made sure that Sabella knew how much he missed her! Scorpius makes sure that Sabella never, even for a second, forgets how much he loves her!" I was breathing hard.
It was dark, but I could still see the scared outline features of Brad's chiseled face. "Okay. I am sorry."
"Good." Breathing hard, I put the car back in drive, and pulled back onto the street. Sabella is in taking muggle transportation back to the hotel, and staying with my parents this evening.
When we got home, Brad sat on the chair, and didn't say anything when I used my wand to fix his nose. He just winced.
"Rose."
"What?" I snapped.
"I-You-Just don't understand what it's like, for me."
I was patting away the blood, and stopped. "What do you mean, Brad?"
He sighed. "I fell in love with you and Sabella, the moment I met you. I've been there too, for both the big and the little things. And I know she loves me, in her own way, but its not the same. She's not my blood."
"Oh, Brad." Now I feel bad.
"And the press see's it that way, too. That's why I want them to have as many photos of the three of us, looking like a happy family, before our wedding. Otherwise, its going to hurt my campaign for State Congressman."
And now I don't. "Bloody hell, Brad! Seriously!?"
"What?" He looks confused.
"You can't exploit-" I was going to say my daughter, but that's going to create a whole new mess "-Sabella!"
"Well, I can't legally adopt her either! There's no way Scorpius will give up his legal rights! And It already looks bad for a conservative marrying a woman who has a child!"
This is it. This could be my out, if I want it. "I knew I was going to be a political wife, getting into this engagement with you. And you assured me, that Sabella and I were a packaged deal. So if we make you 'look bad'-" I did air quotes- "Then get your shit, and get out, because I don't want us hurting your precious image anymore, and I will always choose first!"
"That is not what I mean, and you know it! I just want to show the people of Texas, that a blended family is still a family!"
We were interrupted by a phone ringing. This time, it's mine.
"It's Scorpius."
"Don't answer it." He said, mocking me.
It rings again.
"I have to, what if he's in trouble?"
"Good!"
"Bradley!"
"He fucking hit me!"
"You said unforgivable things!"
"Rose!" I ignored him.
"Hello?"
"Rose, come help us, please. They are putting Scorpius inside of a Police car, right now! I don't know what to do! He needs a lawyer!"
"Kelsea, Kelsea, calm down."
"Rose, please! Go help him!"
"I haven't gotten my score back from the American Bar Association yet, though. I don't know if I'm a lawyer yet-"
She sobbed harder into the phone. "Okay, Kelsea. I will figure it out. Follow the police car, and text me the address."
"Alright."
I hung up the phone, before the guilt could set in. I looked for my car keys. Time to be a lawyer, time to be a muggle.
"And where do you think you are going?!"
"To the precinct to undo what you did! I fucking told you not to press any charges!" I yelled, walking down the hallway, into our bedroom.
I unzipped my pink and white sundresss, and looked for my grey one, the one I used for all my interview, and my nude heels. I slipped into them, waved my wand to zip my dress.
"I didn't, Rose! Believe me, I wanted to, but I didn't! You were with me when I talked to the police! They flat out asked me, and I said no!"
He's right. Doesn't make me any less mad at this whole fucking, shit show of a weekend.
"Did you talk to your father?" I snapped, pinning my hair up, in a clip.
"No!"
"Why so defensive?"
"Why such a bitch?"
I scoffed. "I just- can't with you right now."
"Rose! Don't you dare leave this house!"
"Watch me!"
"You are not a lawyer yet! You can't help him!"
"I'm going to try!" I yelled back, without looking. I got into the car, started the ignition, and put it in reverse, ignoring the navigation and seatbelt light as a I peeled out of the driveway, headed for the interstate.
At the gate to our entrance, I decided not to risk my life, and put my seatbelt on. Our security guard, Carson, stopped me. "Uh, Miss Rose, I'm not supposed to be letting you through this gate, ma'am.
"Mr. Carson, is my name on the mortgage, too?"
"Er, Yesum."
"Then you too, work for me. Please let me through." I smiled, sweetly at him, in my mind giving him the bird.
"Have yourself a good night."
"You, too!" I drove straight through, following the address that Kelsea just sent me on my phone.
Scorpius
Five Years Earlier
I hurried to clean up my flat, threw all the clothes in the closet hamper, to deal with later, and thew the comforter on my bed. I waived my wand and the dishes started to load themselves into the muggle dishwasher, and added the packet to make it start.
I pulled out the fold up sleeper, I purchased for Ella, and placed it in the corner. It is a beautiful mint green with silver blankets, that Rose helped pick out.
After my shower, I made my way into town, bought some fresh flowers, trying to contain my excitement. The words Jessica said to me, resignated with me. I couldn't shake them. Rose was making an effort to bring Ella here. She was trying for her, well what about US?
Could we make US work? Do I want that? Yes. I love her. But, I am enjoying this 'free agent' lifestyle…
I looked up the information on Rose's flight and made my way to the gate. I was even a nerd, and a "Welcome to the USA" sign for them. I can't lie, I was giddy.
As soon as I saw The British Airways plane land, from the windows, I immediately stood up, and watched thier gate, expectantly. After a good fifteen minutes, people started to come off the plane. After a good twenty minutes, I watched almost eighty people getting off the plane, meet their loved ones.
But my loved ones, loved one...whatever, were not found. I was starting to get frustrated, pulled out my phone to text her, when a red headed beauty, pushing a stroller came into view. Followed by a bushy haired woman behind her. Her mother? What the fuck?
Scorpius POV
"I'm sorry, Miss Weasley, there isn't anything I can do about the charges at this point."
"But my fiance, Bradley Clayton, isn't pressing any! We made that very clear, earlier."
"Mr. Clayton, personally isn't ma'am, but the state is. It happened on public property, and there for a state issue."
God damnit. I am glad that Rose sent Kelsea away when she got here. There isn't anything she could've done, and she doesn't need to see me like this. Angry as hell, and in a muggle jail cell, waiting to be processes.
Suddenly Rose got a smile on her face. "Public property? Is that what the report says?"
"Yes ma'am. Says here that Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Clayton stepped out of the restaurant to discuss their business, when Mr. Malfoy assaulted Mr. Clayton in the face, twice." The Officer was reading his report from the tablet.
"Hmm, that is what I thought." Rose straightened her posture. I blinked, standing. "Officer…Stine, according to these pictures on these news web forums, can you confirm for me, that this indeed my client?"
"Uh, yes, ma'am."
"Are they on public property, to you? Because it looks like to me, the four of us, are still inside the property lines of Kumo Japanese Steak House. As, the front doors here, are clearly closed."
"Well, uh, that would be right."
"So, in order for the State of Texas to bring charges of battery and assault against my client, these doors would have to be open, and he would have to be outside them, to make these charges legal, am I right?"
"Uh-"
"Unless, the privately owned establishment has since pressed charges in the time we are talking?"
"Er, no." He glanced at the tablet again."
"I thought so."
"So now, you are holding my client against his will, Officer, and I insist you release him immediately, as the charges against him have just been proven to have no precedent." She smiled, closing her phone.
I have never been more turned on in my life.
"I-uh, just let me make a phone call."
"Unless you want me to inform every news source of you illegally holding my client here, and informing the Governor of what is going on here at your precinct, I suggest that you release him now."
The officer sighed. He looked no older than twenty one. Just a kid. Pressed a button, unlocking my cell, grabbed keys off his belt and made his ways to me.
I turned around and let him undo the handcuffs.
"Thanks," I murmured.
"She's something else."
"Something real special." I said, glancing behind me. Rose was texting on her phone.
He released me and I rubbed my wrist. I walked to Rose.
"And I trust that there will be no record of this arrest on his record?"
"Miss Weasley-" Her glare stopped him.
"Um, I'll see what I can do."
"Brilliant. I will be following through with this, later this week. Then she turned around and headed out the door.
We booth stared after her.
"Isn't she your ride?" Officer Earl said.
"Oh!" and I ran out the door after her.
Rose was waiting in the car for me.
"That was the hottest thing-"
"You hit Bradley! Twice!" She yelled, as she put her SUV in reverse, before peeling out of the parking lot.
"Rose! He said-"
"I know what he said, and I am dealing with it! But you can't get in trouble, like that Scorpius! Ever! You could've been deported! Not to mention ruined your career! What would I have told Sabella, when I would bring her to visit you in prison! You would've lost your rights!"
I let her words sink in. She is right. I shouldn't have lost my temper. It is just becoming more real to me now that Rose is the one I should be with, and we are both with the wrong people. Even though we have said we want to be with each other, and that we need to end it with our fiance's, we haven't done it yet, and it's driving me insane.
"I am so, so sorry, Rose. To Bradley, to you, to Sabella. You are, so right on this one."
We just drove in silence. After we missed the exit for my place, I didn't say anything. Maybe she's taking me to see Ella? Nah, it's almost 1 am.
She pulls out her phone. "Hey Kelsea, it's Rose...Yes he's okay...Uh huh...I think I've figured it out, but they have to keep him overnight...I know...but I will be there first thing in the morning with my proof of evidence to get these charges dropped...No, I'll get him, and bring him home…You are welcome...bye."
"Did-did you just lie to my fiance-"
"Shut the fuck up, Malfoy." Watching the road, she gets off at an exit in a small town outside Austin, one I've never been too, and calls Brad. "The state is the one pressing charges...No we are not talking about this now...I'm staying at the hotel with MY daughter tonight...Yes, I know...I'll figure it out in the morning, because I'm his lawyer...bye." She hit end, and then place her phone in the cup holder.
"Where are we going, Rose?"
She came to the stop light, and turned on her left turn signal. She's either going to kill me or torture me. Either way, it's kinda hot.
She then turned into a small motel, one that looks like it's owned by a family.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out Scorpius."
"Oh, god, Rose-" I was cut off, because Rose grabbed my face with her hands, kissing me. I groaned, and placed my hands on her waist. She bit my bottom lip, making me gasp, and she slid her tongue in. I want to pull her to me, but realize our seatbelts are stopping us.
She pulls away, breathing hard, and grabs her designer handbag. "Let's go." She swings open the car door, and heads straight for the motel office entrance. I couldn't' help but admire her ass, and how great these heels made her look.
The woman, or should I say unfriendly teen of Voldemort, was at the front desk to "greet" us.
"Hello, my fiance and I need a place to stay. You see, we've been traveling-"
"Smoking or non?" She said, not even looking up from her phone. This is going to be easier than normal.
"Non. Cash, only."
"Um, we can't do that."
"Uh, I think you can." I said, before Rose can interject, pulling out an extra hundred from my wallet. Since I didn't get to spend this money on the dinner for my daughter, might as well spend it for her mother.
The teen looked at the money on the counter, then up at us. She studied for a moment, then said, "You are not going to wreck the hotel room?"
"Er, no. We just need it for a night." Rose said, nervously.
"Literally a few hours." I said holding Rose close to me. "We need to get back on the road in the morning." Well, it's true.
"Um, okay. Paying for cash in advance."
"Keep it." I say, placing another hundred on the counter.
"Absolutely." Then she smiled, her eyes wide.
"Room 7, right here." She said pointing out the doors and to the left.
"Cheers!" I take the key, grab Rose's hand, and make our way in the direction she pointed to us.
I swiped the key, and opened the door into the dark room. Complete darkness, but didn't bother with the lights. Rose jumped on me, arms around my neck, legs around my waist, before the door to room 7 was even closed.
I turned her around and pressed her against the door, growing hard at her urgency to have me. Her soft moans as I attacked her neck were driving me wild. I turned us around and set her on the ground. I quickly turned Rose around and undid the zipper of her dress, letting it fall through the floor.
We fumbled in the dark, undressing each other, groping until we were both breathless and found the bed.
"Merlin, I want to fuck you." I whispered, as Rose pushed me against the bed, and straddled me. My cock feels like steel as she pressed it against my own belly with the wetness of her cunt.
"No, I want to fuck you." she murmured, sliding her hips forward and back, her slit massaging my cock with every movement. I couldn't help but moan, and grab her hips.
I love the way she feels, rubbing against me. My cock was wet with her juices, turning me on more, if possible, knowing she wants me just as much as I want her. I pulled Rose down to me, taking a nipple in my mouth. She moan and arched her back. So fucking hot.
"Please," she bedded, rolling and grinding on top of me.
I grunted as she centered her clit against the head of my cock, making fast circles. Teasing me, making me close to coming, my breathing increased. I dug my fingers into her hips.
"Rose," now it was my turn to beg.
"Shhhh." She silenced me with a rocked her hips up, allowing my cock the opportunity, the blessing to slide into her as she leaned back.
"So warm. So tight." I groaned, she moaned.
Rose rocked her hips, I thrusted into her. My hand on her hips, her hands on my chest. She rode me, harder than any woman has ever before.
"Come with me, she insisted, her voice breathy against my neck.
"Always, Flower." I said, coming hard inside of Rose, feeling her coming on my cock, milking me. She continued to slowly rock on me, trembling, riding out her climax, and I enjoyed to bliss that was Rose Weasley.
We laid there for several minutes, letting our breathing slow. After a while, the air conditioning kicked in, feeling good on my body. Finally she rested her cheek against my chest, still straddling me, my cock still inside her. "I'm sorry for what Brad said to you."
I wish she wouldn't have said anything about Brad in this moment, because I was currently enjoying our little, sober world, where everything was right.
Because Rose brought up Brad, forces us to acknowledge reality, and the mess we are in. After tonight, we went from a one-night-stand, to an affair. Brad may deserve this, but Kelsea doesn't. Eventually Rose and I need to figure out what we are going to do. We can't avoid this situation forever.
But right now, I can. I ignored her comment and pretended to sleep. Reality can wait four more hours.
Author's Note: Sorry for the long delay. I wanted to rework the story. And I did. I added a chapter, wrote this one, and kept up with real life adult job/work. Also Pokemon Go got in the way. Not even going to lie here. So now that things have settled down, I hope that you, the reader, will enjoy where this story goes. Read. Review. Enjoy. Love from Louise.
