Scorpius Malfoy's POV .

I tell him everything that happened from Rose's 'issues' to her attempt at death.
"So, why do you need Krum?"
"He's the one who…" I can't even finish my sentence.
Albus responds,
"What? I'm going to kick his ass!"
"That's exactly why I'm here." I say calmly, compared to his rage.

Umm… That wasn't exactly what I wanted to do or how I wanted that to happen.
'Damn him,' I thought.
"Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, DAMN!"
I get up from my dorm bed, which I haven't slept in for two months. All my dorm mates are out celebrating our victory against Gryffindor. Apparently since Rose left the team Demitri hasn't played well and the new keeper sucks ass. So, we have been winning. My whole body hurts now. I mean really… I know Demitri is built and all but I'm not scrawny. I'm in good shape, he shouldn't have been beat that badly.
'Damn it.'
I pace the room, running my hands through my hair. This is pissing me off.
He hurt the girl I love. I envision so many people around me and I can hear what they say.
Rose: How could you, Scorpius?
My father: You let him beat you didn't you?
Demitri: *Laughing*
Demitri's laughing rages me again and I loose control over my emotions. I uncontrollably punch the wall. Oww! Okay, bad idea. Hand and arms hurt now. I left a dent in the wall at least. I wish I could leave that dent in Demitri's face. I walk back to my bed and try to lift the suitcase out from under the bed. I get it all off an inch of the floor and I drop it but not by will. My hand hurts like hell. So, I walk to the hospital wing.

Albus Potter's POV .
I walk down the corridor passing by many students. I finally reach my destination. Defense Against the Dark Arts. I have to talk to someone about this and Teddy is like my older brother (my better one). Its Saturday so he doesn't have a class but I knock anyway.
"Come in." I hear him say.

I open the door and peak my head in, "Hey Teddy," he is sitting at his desk grading papers as always.

"Al, man, I haven't seen you in a while. What's been going on?" He says, putting down his quill and looking up at me. I haven't looked at him at all…

"Al, what's going on? What's the problem?" Teddy asks, concerned.

"Rose is pregnant." I say, quickly.

"Rose? As in Rosie? Rosalie Love Weasley?" He says getting up from his chair. "That is what was wrong with her in Romania? Do you know who the father is? Wait, wait, she usually comes to me with stuff like this…. Where did you find this stuff out?" Teddy says.

"Malfoy."

"Malfoy?"

"Yes."

"You listen to what Malfoy says, now?"

"Rose trusts him. I didn't believe it at first either. So I called her and she said, 'Yes. I trust Malfoy.' and I still didn't believe it so I made her say it again slow… 'I… trust… Scorpius… Malfoy.'"

Rose Weasley's P.O.V
"Rose, are you sure about this?" Charlie asks.
"Are you sure you're okay with telling Mum and Dad? Besides Aunt Ginny is already taking time off to stay with me and Uncle Charlie, I really just need time to process everything."
"I know sweetie, I will. You know I trust Ginny, just… not always her judgment."

"Rosie, my baby girl." Aunt Ginny comes into view. I run to her as fast as I possibly can. I reach her finally after what feels like hours. I wrap my arms around her and bury my head in her neck and break down crying in her arms. I have been keeping my emotions in and trying to be strong for Charlie and Scorpius but with Aunt Ginny, whom I have been able to tell everything to, because no matter what she has been through it too.

"Rosie, this is bad."

"Aunt Ginny, why are you here… why are we here…"
I refer to the building behind us, Aunt Ginny requested I meet her at in London.

"Rosie, I'm going to tell you something that no one else but me knows… not Ron, not Hermione, not even Harry. Rose when I was fifteen, I was pregnant." She says.
Now you know what I mean when I say when has been through everything I have. Most people think I'm Ginny's daughter anyway, we have the same type of personality, interests, desire for trouble and ultimately I look a hell of a lot similar to what she did at this age.

"Who? How did no one find out?" I ask, curiously.

"Dean Thomas and I talked Charlie into keeping me in Romania for a year or so." She says as we walk in.

"Wait… Wait! Dean Thomas? The famous one?" I as astonished.

"Yeah, he was a Gryffindor just a year above me."

"So, what did you do to the child?"

"I gave her up for adoption. This was the doctor helped me out and I trust him completely."
We walk in the bulding lobby. Nothing out of the ordinary. It looked like a normal Muggle doctors office. Only it isn't. Its in the middle of London which is a Muggle city, but no one here is a Muggle, not the paitents, or the doctors or the secretaries. We walk through to the end of the big open room.

"Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley. I have an appointment for my daughter, Rosalie."
Daughter? What?

"Ahh.. We have it right here. Go down the second hallway, seventh door on the left. The doctor will be right in." The secretary says. As we walk off Aunt Ginny puts her arm around me and says, "Don't worry, sweetie."

"Daughter?" I ask her with one eyebrow raised.

"Did they question it?"

"No."

"Exactly."

***

Scorpius Malfoy's POV

I lay in the hospital wing on one of the boring beds that basically makes up the whole damn room. This isn't even about my hand anymore. They think I have unstable emotions. I don't give a shit about what they think is wrong with me. I know what's wrong with me. I stare at this stupid freaking ceiling anymore. I asked my dorm mate Matt to get a few things from our dorm. I sit up, prop another pillow behind my head and reach (with my good hand) for my phone and the Daily Prophet. I really must be thinking about Rose. I'm listening to Linkin Park and thinking about what she said about them.
"They're losing their touch. They were so much better back then."
So, I am listening to a song of theirs that fits my mood, 'What I've done.'
The first thought that crosses my mind is if I should call Rose but I shove the idea aside. If, she knew what I did, she wouldn't want to talk to me.
Damn it all!
"DAMN!" I shout.

The nurse aid walked in and gave me a stern look. I wanted to shout damn even more but don't. Matt is back with the things I asked for. Instead of calling Rose, I grab my phone and text my sister.

Me: Syd?

*Five minutes later*

Sis: Hey, Scorp.

Me: Hey. I need your advice.

Sis: Go for it.

Me: So, there is this girl.

Sis: Who!

Me: Her name is Rose.

Sis: Weasley?

Me: I NEVER SAID THAT!

Sis: Come down, Scorp. Seriously. Go on.

A/N: So I know I haven't updated in awhile, but here you go. I hope you like it.