Author's note: This chapter is a songfic chapter. Meaning if you want some mood music, when you come to Scorpius' pov, listen to "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz. It's a beautiful song, and I think it fits Scorpius and Rose well. Not perfectly, but then, few songfics do fit their stories exactly.
Chapter 28: Won't Give Up
(Rose's pov)
"So, Rosie, when are you going to tell us the name of the boy I'm cooking for tonight?" Mum asked, which earned me a strange look from Hugo.
I smiled. "I'll tell you when he gets here."
Mum smiled back at me. "Fine, I suppose that's all I'm going to get from you."
A minute later, Mum disappeared out of the kitchen, giving Hugo a chance to question me.
"When were you planning on telling Mum and Dad you're dating Scorpius?" Hugo whispered.
"When were you planning on telling them you're dating Anna?" I hissed. "If I told Dad before hand, he'd forbid Scorpius from coming here even before he's met him!"
"You're mental, Rose. If I were you, I would have told –"
"If you tell him, Hugo, I will tell Mum about you and Anna." I snapped as loudly as I could without causing Mum to hear. As a Hufflepuff, Hugo was extremely loyal, and I doubt he would have told, but I just wanted to make sure.
Hugo's eyes grew wide. "She knows about Anna." He muttered. "She just doesn't know we snogged in a broom closet. And I wasn't going to tell Dad about Scorpius anyways. That's your job."
"Good," I said with a smile, and gave my younger brother a hug. "I'm leaving now. I told Scorp I'd meet him in Diagon Alley at three, and it's ten to three now." With that, I quickly told Mum and Dad where I was going and apparated to Diagon Alley.
I found Scorpius right where we promised to me, and he smiled and kissed me lightly on the cheek when he saw me. "So how did you parents take to this?" I asked curiously.
Scorpius shrugged. "They were fine. Even though Dad doesn't particularly like your parents, both he and Mum only want me to be happy. Dad even wished me luck with your father!"
"And how do you feel?" I asked hesitantly.
"Nervous." He admitted.
"Me too," I said with a weak smile. Linking his arm with mine, we apparated back home where my parents and Hugo were waiting.
Snow was falling when we arrived back home. Our house wasn't fancy. It was about the size of The Burrow, but was only two levels and was more spread out, while The Burrow was just multiple levels stacked on top of one another. The house included three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen/dining room area, a living room, and a small room Mum used as her office. The house wasn't unreasonably large, but it was comforting and homey.
When we walked in the front door leading into the living room and into the kitchen, Mum was washing dishes using a cleaning charm, and Hugo was sitting at the table working on homework. Hugo looked up as we came in, and began to watch us intently, while Mum didn't seem to notice.
"Hi Mum, we're back." I said cheerfully.
"Well, that was fast. Who did you –" she stopped speaking as soon as she saw Scorpius, and suddenly her eyes grew wide with surprise. "Oh! Hello, I'm Hermione Weasley, Rose's mother."
Scorpius was about to reply, when Dad came down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Sorry I took so long to get down here. George wanted me to get something down for the shop and –" he froze when he saw Scorpius, and his eyes were immediately filled with anger. "What the bloody hell is a Malfoy doing in my kitchen?"
I took a deep breath. "Dad… this is Scorpius Malfoy, my boyfriend."
"You're dating a Malfoy?" Dad yelled. "How could you do such a thing?"
"I – I love him, Dad." I stammered.
"No you don't, Rose!" Dad argued. "You're just in a stage of a rebellion right now, although I don't understand why."
"I do love him!" I cried. "Why won't you just give him a chance?"
"He's a bloody Malfoy!" Dad snapped.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"The Malfoy's are terrible, prejudice people, Rose. This boy's father and grandparents were Death Eaters, and his father called your mother a mudblood! Honorable people do not do that!" Dad yelled.
"What if he's not like them!" I cried. "Scorpius is different!"
"Families like the Malfoys never change, Rosie, and he," Dad bellowed gesturing to Scorpius, "is no different. I want him out of this house right this bloody minute!"
"But Dad…"
"I said, I want him out, or else I'll kick the both of you out!"
The room was silent for a moment, before I decided I couldn't take anymore. "You know what, Dad, if you think the Malfoys are prejudice, then why don't you take a look in the mirror for once!" I screamed and bolted out the backdoor just as the tears began to roll down my cheeks.
(Hermione's pov)
I really had no idea who Rose was planning on bringing home for Christmas, but I was excited for the occasion just the same. The first time I saw the boy Rose had talked so much about, I thought it was a teenage Draco Malfoy, but of course, that would have been impossible. Instead, it was his son, Scorpius. Despite my surprise, I still managed to be friendly towards him. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for my husband, Ronald. Soon, an argument had broken out between him and our daughter. Suddenly, Ron said something that Rose just couldn't handle.
"I said, I want him out, or else I'll kick the both of you out!" Ron yelled furiously.
"You know what, Dad, if you think the Malfoys are prejudice, then why don't you take a look in the mirror for once!" Rose cried, and with that, she ran out the back door. Scorpius looked at us with sad, gray eyes before rushing after her.
Quickly grabbing him by the arm, I dragged Ron out to the living room, where we could talk in peace without our fifteen-year-old son, Hugo, listening. "Ronald Billius Weasley, just what do you think you're doing?" I snapped.
"She's dating a Malfoy," Ron hissed. "How can you be fine with that?"
"I'm fine with it because Rose has a right to make her own decisions. And besides, we don't even know him yet!"
"But, Hermione, he's Draco son! His bloody son, Hermione. You know, that man that called you that… that despicable word. Or have you forgotten."
"That doesn't matter!" I snapped. "Not everyone is exactly like their families. Scorpius may be different."
"I don't see how." Ron muttered. "He might hurt Rosie, and that's something I don't want to risk."
"You're being ridiculous!" I cried. "What if my parents didn't like you? What if I were a muggle like them, and you still wanted to marry me, but they forbid us from being together because you were a wizard. What then?"
Ron sighed. "That's different, Hermione…."
"How? How is it different? Your daughter will never forgive you if you carry on like this, without even giving Scorpius a chance. Look out there." I pointed out the window, where Scorpius and Rose were sitting on the bench that overlooked our little pond. Scorpius cradled Rose in his arms, while she cried into his shoulder. "Is that what you want? For your daughter to be unhappy for the rest of her life, possibly even despise you?"
"Blimey, I think you're right again, Hermione." Ron said after a short pause. "But I just don't want Rosie to get hurt is all."
"She'll be hurt just the same if you keep her away from Scorpius." I said softly.
Ron sighed again. "I'm going to go apologize to them."
"Thank you, Ron; you're doing the right thing." I said, but by then, Ron was already out the back door.
(Scorpius' pov – Songfic section to "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz)
Well, that went well. Note my sarcasm as I say this because I don't think that could have gone any worse. Mr. Weasley was outraged when he saw me, and he and Rose got into a major argument, resulting in Rose running outside into the cold.
What surprised most was not the fact that Mr. Weasley was upset. I kind of expected that. What really surprised me were the things he said, mostly what he said about my father. I knew my father and grandparents were prejudice, but I never imagined my father calling a muggleborn a… I can't even say the word he called her. Why would he do something like that? Unknowingly, my father may have ruined all chances I had with Rose.
Rose threw herself on the snow-covered bench near the pond, and after taking the time to clear off some of the snow with my wand, I quickly joined her, wrapping my arms around her as I allowed her to cry onto my shoulder.
When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well there's so much they hold
And just like them old stars I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
Finally, she stopped crying at looked up with those beautiful blue eyes of hers that I love so much. They're so diverse. One moment, they're dark and furious like the night sky, and the next they're as beautiful and bright as the sunrise. She came so far, from despising me in first years to being so in love with me that she has arguments with her own father over me.
"Scorpius doesn't it bother you?" Rose sobbed. "The way my father talks about your family like that? How can you stand it?"
"It's nothing I didn't know already, Rosie." I said softly. Well… almost nothing. "It's fine, really."
"But it's not, Scorp." Rose protested. "What… what if he doesn't let us be together?"
I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up
"Rose," I said with a sigh. "No matter what, I will find a way around this. I won't give up on us, even if things get rough with your dad. I'm giving you all my love and I'm still positive that things will work out."
"But… how?" Rose sniffed.
And when you're needing your space
To do some navigating
I'll be here patiently waiting
To see what you find
'Cause even the stars they burn
Some even fall to the earth
We've got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it
I sighed again. "If you need some space to figure some things out, just let me know. But just remember that I will always be patiently waiting, because I love you so much. We've learned so much so far, and there's still so much more. But, that doesn't matter, because Rose, I know we're worth it."
"I want to be with you, Scorpius, I know that." Rose said weakly. "And if it means upsetting my father… then, so be it."
No, I won't give up
] I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use the tools and gifts
We got yeah we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you're still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn
We had to learn, how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I got, and what I'm not
And who I am
"Rose, listen to me." I said sternly. "I don't want to be someone who walks away so easily. Yes, we have a lot at stake, but I will try my hardest to get your father to accept me. Despite everything, we never broke, and I don't want to end this now. I won't end it. Do you trust me?"
I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up
I'm still looking up
I won't give up (No I'm not) on us (Giving up)
God knows I'm tough (I am tough), he knows (I am loved)
We got a lot (We're alive) to learn (We are loved) God knows we're worth it (And we're worth it)
I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up
"I trust you." Rose said softly.
I was just about to kiss her when we heard a voice behind us. "Rose? Scorpius?" Turning around quickly, I saw it was Mr. Weasley who had spoken.
"Dad, I want –" Rose began, but Mr. Weasley raised a hand to stop her.
"Hang on a minute, Rosie, I want to say something." Mr. Weasley paused, taking a deep breath. "I owe both of you an apology. I judged you much too quickly, Scorpius, and didn't give you the chance that you deserved, and for that, I'm truly sorry. I would like to give you a chance to prove me wrong, if you'll allow me."
"Of course, Mr. Weasley." I said, nodding politely.
"Thank you. Now let's greet each other the right way, shall we." Mr. Weasley came around the bench and held out his hand. "I'm Ron Weasley, Rose's father."
"Scorpius Malfoy." I replied, shaking his hand.
Mr. Weasley smiled. "Well now that that's done with we should go inside. It's freezing out here."
With that, Mr. Weasley and Rose led me back into the house, where Mrs. Weasley and Hugo were waiting anxiously for us. After glancing at us to make sure things were fine between Mr. Weasley and me, Mrs. Weasley spoke.
"Welcome to our home, Scorpius. As I said before, I'm Hermione Weasley. If you need anything, please be sure to let me know."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." I said politely.
"Oh, and please call me, Hermione. When you say 'Mrs. Weasley' I think of my mother-in-law and wonder how you could have possibly met her so soon." Rose's mother said with a smile.
I laughed. Now that the introductions were officially over with, Rose took me on a tour of her house. It was fairly small compared to Malfoy Manor, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen/dining room area, a living room, and a small office. Rose's bedroom was very neat and organized and looked out onto the spacious back yard and the pond. Although it wasn't extremely large, Rose's house seemed quite comfortable and homey.
At dinner, Mr. Weasley asked me a lot of questions such as how I liked being in Gryffindor, what I loved about Rose, and my interest in Quidditch. I answered the questions as best and as honestly as I could. Hermione asked me a few questions as well, such as what I wanted to do after Hogwarts, and she even asked about my parents and what they did for a living, much to Mr. Weasley's discomfort.
After a while, Mr. Weasley asked. "May I have a word with you, Scorpius?"
Nervously, I stood up, pushed in my chair, and followed Mr. Weasley into the living room.
"Scorpius, you've really impressed me tonight." Mr. Weasley said with a sigh. "I misjudged you, and I'm sorry. But I only want what's best for Rose, and I certainly do not want her getting hurt. And as you probably know, your father and I didn't get along too well when we were in school, so you can probably see why I was… uncomfortable with you at first. I hope you can forgive me."
"I forgive you, sir." I said.
"Good." Mr. Weasley said. "Because I would like to give you my permission to date my daughter. But let me tell you, if you hurt my daughter in any way, you will wish you never heard of Ronald Weasley. Now get back in there before Rosie thinks I'm murdering you."
"Thank you, sir." I said quickly. I turn to leave, but Mr. Weasley calls me back.
"One more thing, Scorpius, he said. "Call me Ron."
"That sounds good." I said with a smile, and headed back towards the dining room. When I saw Rose smiling encouragingly at me, I couldn't help but smile back. Maybe this day turned out wonderfully after all.
Author's note: So how did you like it? Was it up to your expectations. Too dramatic? Not dramatic enough? Please understand that if Ron seems o.o.c., it's only because he's worried about Rose. Review or p.m. me with questions.
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Finally, next chapter will be Rose meeting Draco and Astoria! :) It will come later this week.