A/N Hey again! It's taken me a bit longer to get this chapter up than usual but I had family around for the past week so I was busier than usual. Not that that is much of an excuse since all I had to do was check through the chapter then post it lol. But this is the penultimate chapter so I hope you all enjoy!


Chapter Six

And then, Lucius Malfoy stormed into the room.

Rose and I pulled away from each other instantly as the door slammed open and a noise like the sound of an angry bull echoed in the entrance way.

Oh shit.

"Good morning, Grandfather. How was your sleep?" I said attempting to smile.

I took a subtle step, distancing myself from Rose but also standing in front of her – just in case my grandfather tried anything funny.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" He roared.

I jumped in surprise: I didn't know he had such a powerful set of lungs on him!

"It's a long story..." I trailed off, hoping he'd go away.

"IT'S FIVE IN THE MORNING – WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT?!" He bellowed causing my ear drums to vibrate worryingly. "WHY ARE THEY HERE AND WHY WERE YOUR LIPS ATTACHED TO A WEASLEY'S?!"

"Well, the Weasley's are here as guests at the moment so I was just greeting them..." I badly lied.

I'm 'greeting them'? What the hell? And I'm supposed to be a good liar!

My grandfather seemed to be turning an odd shade of green that I'd never seen before. A Slytherin through and through he is, but my consensus is that having emerald skin is taking it that bit too far.

"GREETING THEM?!" He screamed.

"I...um..." I spluttered, trying desperately to wrack my Ravenclaw mind for a suitable excuse.

"Lucius!"

Oh, thank God almighty!

My mother darted through the other door and walked up to my grandfather, a perfectly plastered smile on her face.

"We're sorry for waking you, Lucius. Come on through, we're having a little Hogwarts reunion," she laughed believably.

I marvelled at my mother's ability to stay calm and collected even in the direst of situations. She pulled my grandfather to the main room swiftly.

He did not take his eyes of us the whole time.

-

Once he'd gone, I turned around to face my 'guests'.

Albus was grinning uneasily and Rose looked at me fearfully.

"I don't think we'll be getting any support, Scorpius," she said.

I silently agreed but didn't say anything. Instead, I pulled her into a hug and told her not to worry.

"I'm suave enough to demand any attention we need without actually asking out loud," I consoled, smiling in a comforting way into her hair.

She giggled but I couldn't take my mind off her words. She was right – as usual. It didn't look as though we were going to have any assistance in this...process?

Just then, my grandmother dashed through the door, taking one moment to look at Rose and I in our embrace, raise her eyebrow, and then dart after my mother and my grandfather.

"Guys, I'll give you as much support as you could wish for," Albus said solemnly.

I could see the effort he made to not puff his chest out like a proud seven year old.

"If help means buying birthday presents for the child from Uncle George's shop you had better not bother," Rose said sternly.

Albus raised his hands in surrender, "That was only once to Teddy and Victoire's kid!" He spluttered indignantly.

"Honey, the boy set his crib on fire," Rose reminded, smirking.

"Whoa, Al! Fire?! You're not coming near our child!" I said instantly, gaping at his lack of insight into suitable birthday presents.

"It wasn't a real fire!" He sputtered. "It only looked like a real fire! And besides, I've already had enough reprimanding from the parents: you needn't remind me of that time."

He shuddered and stared at the ground guiltily.

"But we appreciate the gesture," Rose smirked – I tell you, her smirk is getting better than mine! – as Albus rolled his eyes.

-

The conversation ended and all was silent for a few minutes. The constant tick-tocking of the three clocks in the room – none of them quite matching each other's ticks – mixed with the infuriating gurgling of the fish tank in the corner created a swishing of badly syncopated aggravations which, surprisingly, aggravated me. So much had happened in only a few hours; my future had completely changed in front of my eyes. Rose and I were going to become healers and after many years of hard work we were going to become managers of St Mungos whilst still saving lives. Would that happen now? A small voice in my head said 'yes. It will happen – for you.' What did Rose's future hold? Would she be able to do the four years of healer training? The same small voice answered 'unlikely'. I mentally throttled the voice and imagined its last screams.

Of course she can! Rose is Rose! I told the voice. And that's all there is to it.

"So...do you think we'll be getting any sleep tonight?" Albus asked, yawning.

"Unlikely, Sleeping Beauty" Rose answered, rolling her eyes as I looked over at her.

"I'm more of the Prince Charming" he said, earning himself another roll of the eyes from his cousin. He plopped himself down onto the sofa. "I just can't wait to tell James and everyone..."

He yawned one last time and promptly curled up into a ball and shut his eyes.

-

I glared in annoyance at the sleeping form of my cousin on the sofa. How could he just fall asleep in five minutes like that? But a new thought had consumed me. What about telling the rest of my family? The males would surely kill Scorpius. Hugo– overprotective git – would murder the whole Malfoy family. And the women; they would be so disappointed. Or would they be gleeful? That the only unplanned teenage pregnancy to happen in the whole of the long Weasley lineage had happened to Rose; the supposedly smart, intelligent one? I didn't think I'd be able to take the disapproval or the gossip.

"What are you thinking about, Rose?" Scorpius whispered so as to not wake Albus.

"I just...how am I going to tell all my family?"

"Well, you did fine before. Just more of the same," he said lightly. "Besides, I'm sure you won't have to. Al won't keep his gob shut for long."

I smiled but shook my head.

"They're going to come after you, you know. James and Louis and Fred –"

"Fred? Fred's a second year!"

"It won't matter: he's still a Weasley. Hot headed as anything. And don't forget Hugo. Hugo will actually murder you slowly – and enjoy it. He hates any guys that have anything to do with me so imagine what he'll be like with a Malfoy who got his sister pregnant?" I rolled my eyes.

Scorpius gulped audibly and I almost laughed.

"What Al did before was nothing," I reminded him. "He's your friend – he wouldn't hurt you much anyway. Plus, he stopped when I made him. You're probably going to get into some duels."

Scorpius eyes widened.

"Well, I'm not that bad a dueller," he thought out loud.

I laughed. "No I suppose you're not. In fact you're probably the school's best spell caster – well male spell caster."

Scorpius grinned.

"But then again, my relatives are pretty good with their wands too."

"That's why all the girls love 'em."

"Ewww! Scorpius, that's sick!" I exclaimed whilst he guffawed.

I shook my head in disgust as he carried on laughing.

"You make me sick," I snarled.

"Lovesick?" Scorpius quipped.

"No, sick in general."

Scorpius laughed again and I grumbled some more.

"I have half a mind –"

"I knew it! You couldn't possibly have a full mind!"

"Ha. Ha," I said sarcastically. "I have more than half a mind now to summon Hugo here to kick your arse for my benefit."

"What? You have to get your younger brother to kick my arse for you?"

"I'm carrying your child, moron. There'll be no arse kicking for a few months yet."

"Oh...yeah..." Scorpius expression changed from good humoured to contemplating.

"What are you thinking?" I demanded.

"About babies," he replied matter-of-factly.

He sat down and I dropped next to him putting my head on his shoulder. He didn't pull away so I left it there.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered.

"I have no idea," he whispered back.

"For once in your life, you don't know," I grinned and he smiled as well.

"No. But I do know that you have a particularly bony head so could you take it off my shoulder, dear rhino?"

I gasped and slapped his arm playfully.

"How dare you insinuate that I am horny...that didn't come out right?"

Scorpius cracked up and I sat up straight again, glaring at him.

"I blame you for my speech impairment."

"My good looks rendered you speechless once again?" He smirked.

"I never cease to wonder what the hell the gods were thinking when they created you," I replied.

"Well–"

"SCOPRIUS MALFOY!!!"


A/N Who could it be? That's for me to know and you to find out, etc etc. There is only one more chapter in this journey we have undertaken, readers. The parting draws closer. But we shall not part for too long I hope as this site is strangely addictive lol. I hope you are all having great summers and as usual, please review!! :D