"Rosie?" She heard her name, but she didn't look up; she didn't even move from her spot in the library. It had been a week since she last talked to her friends. She mostly stayed by herself, or with Gray, mostly due to the fact that she refused to leave her by herself. Gray seemed to be the only one who understood what was going on. Rose started to believe that she was the only one to try and make life seem a little bit easier. She didn't talk to Gay, knowing in her heart that this hurt him, but he just made her feel awful. She knew that he just wanted to help, but he just made her feel worse about everything. She knew that he loved her, but she also knew in her heart that she couldn't love him the way he loved her. She could try, but inside she knew her heart belonged to one person. And that person didn’t feel the same way she did; at least she didn’t think he did. Sighing, Rose felt someone place their arm around her. She didn't have to look up to know that it Gray. Lately it was always Gray.
"Rosie, why don't we go have some fun tonight?" She whispered to her friend. Gray hated seeing her like this. She hated watching her moop around like there wasn’t anything she could do. She was tired of spending every waking hour in the library keeping her company, when her friends needed her just as much as Rose. Gray was tired. She had managed to stay up every night, listening to the cry’s of her best friend, and not having any way to stop them. She needed help taking care of her, but Rose wouldn’t listen. It was hard watching someone so strong, seem so weak.
Rose continued to look down at the parchment in front of her. She didn't know what to say, or what to do even. She didn't feel up for much anymore. She was going to be a mother, and something about that just didn't seem to fit in her mind. She wasn’t ready. She was still in school. She was sixteen. How could she possibly take care of another human being? And how was she going to tell her mother or father? How was she going to tell them, It was Shawn Parkinson? Every time she thought about him, she wanted to cry, just because she knew she was on her own. They needed to know what was going on; she knew they were starting to worry, especially since she hadn’t written her mother back. "Gray, I have to finish this essay for Potions." She whispered, softly, scratching along words that filled the empty space. She didn't know if it made any sense, but she hoped it did. She felt Gray give her a tight squeeze.
"Look, Rose, you are by far my best mate in the world, but I’m not going to sit here with you another night. Especially on a Friday night, when there is a mad party going on in our common room.” Gray looked at her, before giving her another squeeze. “I don't care if you are going to have a baby-" Rose glared at her, something that Gray just choose to ignore. "but you are coming with me and we are going to have fun. James and Fred worked hard to put this together for you.” Gray said, knowing she would look up at her and she did. She knew that she shouldn’t have spoiled the surprise, that James and Fred had thrown the party or her, but she didn’t really have a choice but to ruin the surprise.
“Of course they did.” Gray smiled to her. “They have been so worried about you. They keep asking me what’s going on with their baby cousin. Every time I tell them, I can’t say, but they get all pissed off till I yell at them to leave it be. I say “she’ll tell you when she is ready, and not a moment before.” But do they listen to me, no, they decide that they don’t want you to be down and sad anymore, so they throw you a wild party to cheer you up.” She finished, looking over at her friend, who now had her head in her hands. “Rose?”
“Please tell me, Gray, you didn’t tell them about my little problem.” She asked, looking up at the girl next to her. Gray shook her head, putting her hand on her shoulder. “Good, I don’t want them to know. I don’t want anyone to know.” She whispered.
“I know, but you can’t keep it quiet for much longer, you’re going to have to tell your mother and father.”
Rose looked up at Gray, knowing she was right. “I know, but I can wait a little longer.” She whispered, pushing her books into her bag, before standing. She looked at Gray, who was giving her a quizzing look. “Come on, we have a party to crash.” She said smiling. She wasn’t big on parties, but everyone knew that the ones James and Fred threw were amazing. Besides, she knew that if she didn’t go, Fred and James would have a fit, and tell her that she didn’t love them.
“You sure?” Gray looked at her, with an eye-brow raised, as much as she wanted Rose to go with her, and as much as she had pushed, she realized that her best friend had changed her mind a little too fast for her liking. She didn’t want her to do anything that she didn’t want to do. However, the only good part was she would be able to push Scorpius at Rose, and then she would be able to party a little more, once those two got things settled.
“You can make me over.” Rose whispered, knowing she would regret it later, but for the moment she knew Gray would be happy. She smiled when Gray shot up, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the Library.
Rose looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t believe it. She looked unbelievably beautiful. She was in jeans, with an elegant green blouse, that showed off her curves. She hadn’t realized when Gray started working her magic that she wouldn’t even look like herself. She didn’t even feel like Rose Weasley who was going to be a mother at sixteen, at the moment she felt like the old, unstoppable Rose Weasley, who was going to have a fun night with her friends, parting in the common room. Sighing, she saw Gray come into view of the mirror, smiling.
“You’re beautiful, Rosie.” She said, still smiling, before linking their arms together and leading her down the stairs to the common room. Gray smiled, seeing Scorpius, Albus, and Gay sitting by the fire. She could tell they had been talking, and knew it was about the very girl linked to her arms. “Hey boys,’ Gray said, cheerily. “Look who decided to grace us with her presence.” She added.
Rose looked over each of them, giving them her smile. “Hey,” She whispered. She felt very awkward standing in front of them. She watched as Gray took the only available seat next to Albus. She felt really awkward now. She saw two choices. She could either stand there looking like an idiot or sit on the edge of the chair that Scorpius was sitting in. She sighed, “Looks like I’m going to stand here looking like an idiot.” She thought.
“Cherry Pop,” James appeared behind her, slinging his arm around her shoulders. “How are you feeling?” He asked, quizzing her.
“I’m doing good, Jamie.” She said, before he disappeared. She smiled seeing Lily dancing with a guy in fifth years. Rose laughed, seeing Hugo feeding some of the first years, some of their uncle George’s shop. It wasn’t that bad of a night, she could even feel herself warming up to the music.
“Here, Rose, you can have my seat.” Gray said, grabbing a hold of Albus’s arms and pulling him into the middle of the common room, where a small dance floor could be placed. She laughed, before hearing Gay say something about getting drinks. Rose shook her head, moving to the seat that was once accompanied by Gray. She watched as Scorpius got up and moved next to her, before returning her gaze to Gray.
“I’m sorry, Rosie.” He whispered.
“Save it, Scorpius, you’re just sorry because of everything that has happened.” Rose said, not looking at him. She wanted everything to be alright with them, but she knew deep down this wasn’t the way. He had to want to help her, instead of pitying her because of her situation. “I don’t need your pity.” She added, standing, heading to the dance floor.
Scorpius stood, following her. He grabbed her arm, turning her to face him. He opened his mouth to speak, but someone else shouted out across the room.
“Oye, Malfoy, I hear your girlfriend is knocked up.”
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