I sink to my knees as unbidden tears begin to fall. I fruitlessly attempt to wipe my eyes so I can read the note in my hand one more time, try to make sense of it. The paper is wrinkled from being crumpled up and is now water stained from my tears. Its contents have ripped every shred of happiness from my life.

Rose, it reads.

I'm sorry, I just can't live a lie anymore. We don't work together like we used to. I've gone back to England, to start over once again. -Scorpius

It's unbelievable. I eloped with him for Merlin's sake! Neither of our families would have approved. We knew that, and so no one knew we were together. When he asked me to marry him, we left in the middle of the night. That was when our families finally found out the truth. Scorpius and I both left notes and I'm sure my father had a heart attack when he read mine.

When went to Australia and two strangers off the street acted as witnesses for our muggle wedding. That was six months ago. I'd thought things had been going well since then, apparently I was wrong.

A giant sob racks my body. Scorpius, I gave up everything for him and he's left me all alone! He was all that I had left. What am I supposed to do now?

"No," my voice is quiet, a plea. "No!" I cry.

"Rose! Rose? Wake up!" Scorpius' voice wakes me from my horrible dream.

I sit up in our small bed and find myself drenched with sweat and shaking. Scorpius takes his wand from the nightstand and illuminates the bedroom of our tiny apartment.

"My dream..." I gasp.

"What was it honey?" Scorpius gently probes as he readjusted the duvet I have twisted all about, so I can slide closer to him.

I do, and he tucks me under his arm. I breathe in gently, steadying myself. This is how our life really is. This is the man Scorpius really is. This is the reason I was willing to leave everything behind for him.

"I had a dream that you left." My words are barely a whisper. Scorpius' arm tightens around me noticeably as I speak.

"Oh, honey, I'd never do that. You know that. You're my world Rosie." Scorpius' voice is just as low as mine was.

An idea has been in the back of my mind for months and has been nagging on me since I woke from my horrible dream, I give in and voice it.

"Scorp, do you think it's time we go home?"

I look up to see my husband's sleepy features sharpen into alertness all at once. "Why would you ask that, Rose?"

"They're our families," I begin. "I've heard you talking in your sleep about your mother, I know I miss mine. Maybe it's time."

I pause. "Besides," I look down at my swollen belly. "I know they'd all like to meet this little one."

Scorpius yawns and flicks out his wand. "Can we talk about this tomorrow, Rosie?"

"Sure," I concede and sink back down onto my pillow. "Tomorrow."

Author's Note: Written for the Zodiac Challenge. Virgo-Write about someone whose greatest fear is being alone. Also, the year-long scavenger hunt: write about someone falling for someone forbidden. As always, I am far to poor to be J.K. Rowling.