Chapter 14 : Stubborn Stupid
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I looked up from my book at a knock on my door.
"Rose?" Mum said. "Can I have a word, please?"
"Sure, come on in," I said, setting my book on my bedside table as Mum opened the door. She shut it, almost careful to not make any noise and then walked over and sat on my bed. "What's up?"
"We need to discuss something very serious," Mum said.
Instantly, I was worried. Mum rarely said that she needed to have a serious discussion. She just started talking about the serious issue. The only time I remembered having her tell me we needed to have a serious talk was when she was giving me the sex talk and told me about using protection so I wouldn't get pregnant.
In case you couldn't tell, I didn't really pay attention. I was only eleven at the time and I just felt extremely awkward by the idea of even kissing a boy.
"It's something I've been ignoring all break," Mum said. "But I think it's time that we've talked about this, even if Scorpius isn't here at the moment."
How could she have possibly figured out that I haven't spent a single night of break in my bed? I always made sure her and Dad were fast asleep before I snuck over to Scorp's room!
I mean, it's not like Scorpius and I have been doing anything weird or gross, we just slept together in the most innocent form of the word. It had become a habit that we both didn't really want to break.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't completely innocent. We did snog for a while.
We were teenagers, we were hormonal and all that.
"Do you or Scorpius have any idea of what you are going to do after the baby is born?" Mum asked, throwing me off guard.
Well, I guess that she doesn't know about me sleeping in Scorp's bed then.
"Um, no," I said. "We haven't really talked about it. I mean, I've been thinking about it and I think he has too, but we haven't had a full on conversation."
"That's what I thought," Mum said, nodding her head and biting her lip.
"We still have a lot of time, though," I said, feeling a slight panic come up inside me. Was I supposed to be figuring out what to do already? "I mean, I'm still in my first trimester. We don't need to stress about this."
"No, of course you don't need to," Mum said, placing a calming hand on my knee. "In most cases, teenagers wait until their sixth or seventh month to decide and start to meet with possible parents, if they decide to go the adoption route."
"Oh," I said, leaning back in onto my pillows. "Okay then."
"However," Mum said. "If you and Scorpius were considering adoption...well I think we would need to start meeting with possible parents even earlier than that. Probably around your fourth or fifth month, if not sooner."
"Why?" I asked, frowning.
"Honey, there's not easy way to say this," Mum said. "But your father and I, along with the Malfoy's, have each received letters from couples, begging to adopt yours and Scorp's baby. Many have even offered money in exchange."
"Why would they be doing that?" I asked, my frown deepening. "Why would they want my baby any more than anyone else’s?" My hand went to my stomach, as if I could possibly protect my child from all the pretend parents, wanting to claim it as their own.
But it wasn't theirs. It was mine.
"Rosie, look at the families that that child is going to be coming from," Mum said. "Two, very influential families in the Wizarding World today. Your father and I...there's no other way to say it but that we helped save the Wizarding World. I wish there was a way that didn't sound so pretentious, but there isn't. And the Malfoy's are from a long line of wealthy pureblood witches and wizards and while blood status means close to nothing now that still is saying something. Especially considering Draco's past and how he turned himself around, now being the Head Healer at St. Mungo's, not to mention all the charity work that Astoria does. As far as many people are concerned, that baby is going to be of royal wizarding blood."
"But it's not!" I said, suddenly feeling very protective. "This child isn't some royal heir or is going to do anything that another child can't, just because of the families that it came from. This isn't a Malfoy and Weasley baby. This is mine and Scorp's baby, regardless of our last names. If they think they are getting some token child, who they only want because of its blood, well they can bloody well forget it. They are not getting my child." I wiped away a tear that had formed. "This is my child first and foremost. I am not going to just give it away to the highest bidder."
"Honey, I know," Mum said. "That's why we would need to start early. To find your child a proper family, if that was the route that you were going to pick. If not, then yes, we won't need to worry about that, but we will have a whole other set of problems to deal with, such as where you will live and where to get a crib and how to take care of a baby..." Mum let off and took a deep breath. "There's no easy way here, Rosie. Maybe if your father and I weren't us or Scorpius wasn't a Malfoy it would be slightly easier, but as it is, this is going to be more difficult than other situations. Many people use adoption or abortion as the easy way out-"
"But there is no easy way out for me," I said softly, tears falling down my cheeks.
"No, I'm afraid there isn't," Mum said, keeping her voice as low as mine. She leaned forward and kissed my head. "But whatever you and Scorpius decide, your father and I will support you, three hundred percent. I didn't mean to pressure you into anything; I just wanted to get you thinking about it." She pushed some hair out of my face. "Do you want me to stay?"
"No," I said, wiping a tear away. "I'll be fine."
Mum got up and kissed my forehead again. "I love you, honey. And no matter what you choose, you will never not make me proud to be your mother."
Mum walked out and shut the door behind her. I waited until I heard her and Dad's bedroom door shut before I got out of my bed.
I tiptoed over to Scorp's room, closing the door softly behind me. He didn't look up from his book as I walked across the room before climbing into bed with him. I put my head against his chest and squeezed him tightly, tears falling onto his shirt.
Scorpius set the book down. "Rose? Are you okay?"
I shook my head, before burying my head into his chest and sobbing.
His arms came around me, pulling me close to him.
"It's going to be alright," Scorpius said softly, stroking my hair. "Whatever it is, I promise that it's going to be alright."
"Did she ever say why she was crying?" Alex asked me as we walked along the train.
"No," I said. "She fell asleep before she was calm enough to talk and then she left before I woke up this morning."
"Damn," Alex said. "Do you think it was just hormones?"
I shook my head. "It didn't seem like one of her hormonal crying things over the fact that there wasn't cheese in the house. She seemed really upset about something."
"I'm sure she's going to tell you," Alex said. "No reason to get too upset about it. Where is she anyway?"
"She went to the Head's compartment because she needed to prepare doing the meeting all by herself."
"Does she know who the new Head Boy is?"
"Nope," I said. "It's probably Al though."
"Of course it'd be Potter," Alex muttered under his breath.
"You okay there?" I asked him.
"I'm fine," Alex said.
I was about to say something but someone beat me to it.
Emily came running over to us a huge smile on her face.
"Ems!" I said, hugging her. "Haven't seen you since you came to Rose's."
"I've been busy," Emily said, pulling away. "You know how Dad insists that Christmas is time for family."
"Did he hold you on lock down again?" Alex asked.
"Basically," Emily said, before reaching out and hugging Alex. He seemed a little shocked by this, but held her close to him. "I'm sorry I couldn't meet you in Diagon Alley. I missed you."
"I missed you too," Alex said, squeezing her. I saw Emily smile against his shoulder and I smirked at her, causing her to turn her head and nestle it against Alex's neck.
Alex looked at me, in shock that Emily was being so affectionate towards him. I had to deal with him rattling on and on about how Emily hated him and thought he was dating Chloe, despite his constant letters to her otherwise. But now, he must have thought that she realized that he did in fact feel the same as her.
Let's hope so. I don't know how much more awkwardness I can take between them.
Although can I just say that this is a really long hug that is making me feel just as awkward as if they weren't talking to each other? Because it was.
It was Emily that started to pull away first, only Alex didn't let go. In fact, his face was glaring at someone in the distance. I followed his gaze and saw exactly what he was glaring at.
Vance Fucking Aarons was coming towards us.
"Alex, you can let me go now," Emily said, before she realized his glare. "What are you looking at?"
"Well, well, well," Vance Fucking Aarons said. "Look at the cute couple we have here."
Again, Emily made to move out of Alex's arms so that she could face Vance Fucking Aarons, but Alex wouldn't let her. She glared up at him before turning in his arms and attempting to put some space, even the tiniest bit, between them.
However, Alex pulled her back so that she was right up against his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist tightly.
Emily glared at him again.
"What the fuck do you want, Aarons?" Alex asked. "I thought I told you to leave Emily alone."
"You aren't my keeper you know," Emily said to Alex before turning to Aarons. "Now what the fuck do you want?"
Alex smiled at her and leaned down so that his chin rested on her shoulder. Despite Emily's height, only an inch shorter than me, Alex somehow managed to make her seem small, with his 6 foot four frame. Emily's mouth twitched into a smile, but she quickly went back to giving Vance Fucking Aarons the death glare.
"Nothing," he said with a smirk. It wasn't even a good smirk. Honestly, do I need to give smirking lessons to the idiots at this school? "Just was going to ask how your holiday was. I would ask you as well, Zabini, but I saw you getting rather cozy with Miller at the Leaky Cauldron, so I can guess where that went."
Now, Emily no longer had to fake a death glare. She was full on death glaring.
Only now she was glaring at Alex.
Alex lifted his head off her shoulder. "You don't know shit, Aarons."
"So you weren't on a date with Miller?"
"No!" Alex said. Emily started to break from his grasp again, but he wouldn't let her. "Merlin, I was visiting her when I went down there with my little brother. Is that wrong for two friends to hang out?
"Two friends can," Emily said. "But we all know that's not you and Chloe."
Vance Fucking Aarons smirked before walking away, his job done.
"Now let go," Emily said, fighting against him. "Now, before I kick you in a place that you really don't want to be kicked."
"Ems," Alex said, turning her around, as if she was only five feet, not five eleven. "Ems, listen, I really don't know how many times I have to say this, but there is nothing going on-"
"That's such bullshit!" Emily said. "I can't believe I keep falling for it every time! You hooked up with her once; it makes sense that you would do it again."
"We didn't hook up again!" Alex said desperately. "Trust me, we didn't hook up again! I had my 5 year old brother with me, that's not exactly a prime situation to hook up with someone."
"Oh please, I highly doubt that you would care if he was there," Emily said. "You wanted a hook up, so you went to her-"
"We didn't hook up! I don't even want to hook up with her!" Alex said. "Besides she's still in love with Potter and I-"
"Oh don't pretend like the fact that she's still in love with Al is stopping you from anything," Emily spat, pushing against his chest. "It's just another challenge for you, a way to make this conquest more fun. Well I hope that you and Chloe are so damn happy together, because you're a jerk now let go of me!"
Alex didn't let go of her.
Instead, he decided that now would be the prime time to kiss her.
My best mate everyone, a complete and total idiot when it comes to trying to win the heart of the girl of his dreams.
Emily pulled away, kicking him in the shin so he would let go of her. "What the bloody hell was that for?"
"Well, you know, I just really wanted you to stop talking and it had nothing to do with the fact that I fancy you or anything," Alex said, holding his leg.
"Oh, Merlin, don't start that again!" Emily said. "I told you before break that it isn't fair to me or Chloe to do that. I was ready to give you the benefit of the doubt to hope that maybe we could just go back to being friends, but apparently all you want is for me to not get over you!"
"That's because I fancy you!" Alex said.
"Tell me that when you get rid of your girlfriend," Emily said, walking onto the train.
"I DON'T HAVE A BLOODY GIRLFRIEND," Alex yelled after her, but Emily didn't turn around. "I swear. She is going to kill me. Not because she hits me too hard over the head or pushes me in front of a train but because she doesn't seem to understand that I actually only fancy her. She's going to make me commit suicide, Scorp because I don't know how much more of this whole thing I can take."
"Well, I would rather if you don't kill yourself, because then I wouldn't have any guy friends left in my life," I said.
"Fine," Alex said. "I'll live for you. But that's it."
"Have I mentioned how much I bloody hate your cousin?"
I turned and saw Chloe walk in the compartment, her eyes full of fury.
"I mean, really, he can't just come up to me and my family like we're still dating. He broke up with me. That means that he cannot still act like everything is fine even though we haven't talked about us. He totally made Mum think we were getting back together! And then I had to explain to her that we weren't and then she yelled at me, like it was my fault that we weren't getting back together and then I told her that if it were up to me we never would have broken up in the first place, since I'm totally in love with him, and then I realized that he heard that and ran off before I could do any more embarrassing things in front of him, like start crying. Again."
I opened my mouth to respond, but the compartment door slid open and Emily walked in.
"Have I mentioned how much of a bloody idiot Alex is?"
"Not today," Chloe said and Emily sat next to her.
"I mean really, I was all for being friends with him! Totally for it and I thought that I had made that clear in my letters I sent him over break-"
"I thought you made it very clear when you showed them to me," Chloe said. The train lurched and started moving out of the station.
"Thank you!" Emily said. "And so I greet him, just like normal with a hug and then he wouldn't bloody let go of me! Like, honestly, let me go. And then Vance Fucking Aarons comes along and, as usual fucks things up, and me and Alex end up fighting and he still won't let go of me and then he kisses me! He fucking kisses me!"
Well it's about bloody time.
Once again, before I could say anything, the door slid open and Lily walks in. "Have I mentioned-"
"No!" I said. "No, no, no! I'm sorry; I love you all but I don't want to hear about how stupid the boys in your life are being. Clo, did it ever occur to you that maybe Al does want to get back together? That maybe he is in love with you too? And Emily, why can't you just believe that Alex does like you? And Lily, I don't even know what Nick did, but please, I would really rather not hear it right now. I came here to get some peace and quiet and so that I could think and I can't do that if you all are complaining about dimwit boys!"
They all looked at me, shocked by my outburst.
"I was just going to mention that cake pops are probably my favorite treat," Lily said. "I haven't even seen Nick today."
"Oh," I said.
Audrey opened the door. "Hey guys. What's going on?"
“Rose just freaked out on us,” Emily said. “And I’m concerned that I may need to go kick Scorp’s arse because of it.”
“You don’t need to kick Scorp’s arse,” I said. “He didn’t do anything.”
“So then who do I need to beat up?” Emily asked.
“No one,” I said. “I’m fine.”
Lily raised her eyebrows at me. “Rose, I’ve known you my entire life. You can’t lie to me.”
Audrey sat down next to where I was standing and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into a sitting position.
“Come on Ro,” she said. “What’s wrong?”
I took a deep breath. “I…I don’t know what to do about the baby. My mom came into my room last night and told me that apparently a lot of people had been wiring her and the Malfoys, trying to adopt it.”
“Well isn’t that a good thing?” Chloe asked. “That you have options?”
“I guess,” I said, shrugging. “I just…haven’t really thought about what I was going to do after the baby was born.”
“But you overthink everything,” Lily said. “Not in a bad way, but you just think of every single possibility. I would have thought that you would have a plan or at least a thought of something.”
“I’ve been a little overwhelmed,” I said.
“What does Scorp want to do?” Chloe asked.
“He wants to raise it,” I said. “With or without me. He doesn’t want someone else raising his child.” I sighed. “And that would be great to raise our child together. But we aren’t ready. I want to go to healing school and it’s a little difficult to do that while raising a child.”
“Rose,” Emily said. “You need to talk to him. If you’re seriously considering adoption, you need to tell him, because I know that his opinion matters to you. And he’s stubborn so it may take some time to convince him. But he cares about you and the baby so he’ll probably give in. Not easily though.”
I found Scorpius sitting in a compartment with Alex toward the middle of the train. Despite my nervousness about the conversation that I was intending to have with him, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him.
“Hey,” I said when I pulled the door open. My heart raced when he smiled back at me.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hello to you too, Rose,” Alex said. “What can we do for you?”
“I just need to talk to Scorpius,” I said. “Privately.”
“Oh, okay,” Alex said, smirking at me. “Enjoy your ‘talk’ and keep it PG. Remember there is a child in the room.”
Scorpius shook his head. “Just get out of here.”
“See you guys at dinner?”
“Yeah,” Scorpius said. Once Alex left the room, Scorpius pulled me in front of him and kissed me. “Hey. Everything okay?”
“I need to talk to you about something,” I said.
“About why you were crying last night?” Scorpius asked. “I never did get an explanation for that.”
I bit my lip. “It’s related to that.”
“Well what’s up?” Scorpius asked.
I let go of his hands and sat across from him, not exactly sure how to approach it. I hadn’t even thought of a way to bring it up, something that I really should have done and something I would have done if not for the nausea that hit on the way over here.
“Rose?” Scorpius asked, giving me a concerned look. “You look like you’re going to be sick—“
“I want to look into adoption,” I blurted. “People have been writing both our parents to express interest in adopting the baby and I really think that’s a good way to go. I mean we’re only teenagers and adoption is really a good thing and there are a lot more pros to adoption than cons. I mean, we could give a child to those who can’t have a child and they’d have a loving home and people with steady jobs. We’d get to pick who the parents would be and I just want to look into it.” I took a deep breath, since I had just talked faster than I had ever talked in my life.
Scorpius stared at me, his face white. “But I don’t want to do adoption.”
“I know that,” I said. “But I really think it’s best—“
“No it’s not,” Scorpius said, anger in his voice. “That’s our child. I told you I wanted to raise it and that it didn’t matter to me if you wanted to. I don’t want to force you to do anything but I’m raising my child.”
“Scorpius, you’re 17,” I said. “We both are. We don’t know the first thing about raising a child.”
“And you think any of those adoptive parents will?” Scorpius asked. “Yeah, they may be married and older than us, but that doesn’t make them any more qualified than us.”
“No but the fact that they will probably have steady jobs is definitely something they have over us,” I said, the edge in my voice surprising me. “Because I know that I’m going to be in Healing school which doesn’t earn that much money, not to mention that you still have no idea what the bloody hell you’re doing after school.”
“I’ll figure it out,” Scorpius said.
“We have 6 months until we graduate,” I said. “The baby is due to come in July. I’ll just be starting school and you’ll be doing Merlin knows what, and it’s not a very secure place to raise a child.”
“Oh don’t act like money will be an issue,” Scorpius said. “You’re forgetting who you are and who I am.”
“And that’s exactly the reason as to why I want to look at adoption!” I said, my voice borderline yelling. “If our child gets adopted then we won’t need to worry about them growing up with constant press or bad names. He or she wouldn’t grow up the way we did! Not to mention the fact that if they got adopted they’d probably have a much more normal upbringing than you or I could ever wish for.”
Scorpius shook his head. “You’re thinking of the baby only. What about us?”
“What do you mean?” I asked. “The only thing we should be thinking of is the baby. We need to do what’s best for the baby. This isn’t the time to be selfish.”
“So you’re telling me that you would be completely fine with your child not knowing they were your child?” Scorpius asked. “You’d be totally fine with never knowing your kid’s favorite color or favorite book or any of that other stuff? You’d be able to move on with your life, never wondering what might have happened had you kept that child. Every time a kid that’s around our kid’s age comes into St. Mungo’s, after some accident or nearly dead, and they had blond or red hair or resembled one of us in the smallest way, you wouldn’t wonder if maybe that was them?”
I gulped. Scorpius was bringing up the side that I had pushed away, the selfish side that wanted the baby. The emotions that I had the minute I found out I was pregnant where I knew that this was my child, no one else’s.
But because I was me, I used logic to ignore that.
“There are open adoptions,” I said. “We could still see the baby and know them.”
“But it wouldn’t be the same,” Scorpius said. “We wouldn’t be their parents. They wouldn’t call us Mum and Dad. They’d be calling someone else that and we’d have to watch. We would be nothing more to them than the occasional people who stop by and look like them. And at any time, the parents can take that right away from us.” Scorpius held my eyes, his gaze hard. “I know you. And I know that you couldn’t stand watching your child be raised by someone else. I know that I couldn’t.”
I broke his gaze and looked at my hands. “We’re 17. Adoption is the logical thing to do because then we still get to live our lives-“
“Rose, you should know me by now to know that once I have loyalty to someone, it’s forever,” Scorpius said. “And the minute you told me you were pregnant, I was loyal to that child. And I will remain loyal. I want the baby. I’ve told you before and I’m telling you now, I’m going to raise that child, with or without you. As it’s father, I have that right and I’m willing to fight for it.” My eyes met his and I saw that his eyes, which had always been the shocking ice blue, were almost as cold as that to. “Even if I have to go to court. That is my child. I’m not letting someone else raise it.”
“You’re going to take me to court?” I said. “Really?”
“If it’s necessary,” Scorpius said.
I shook my head. “Merlin, Scorp. I understand that you want this child. I do and I told you that it is a possibility. Just because I want to also look at adoption doesn’t mean anything. You have to do this for me.”
“No I don’t.”
“Your my boyfriend,” I said, anger hitting full force suddenly. This was a side that I had rarely seen from him. The side that wasn’t sweet and caring but the one that he got when he was angry. I had seen it happen, hell it even happened earlier this year, but somehow, with everything going on, I had forgotten that sometimes, he could be an arse. A complete, unreasonable, stubborn arse. “And relationships are about compromise. You want this child, I know that, but unlike you, I’m trying to think of what would be best for the baby. Not me or my feelings, because I know that I have someone else that I need to look after. And maybe you should stop being less selfish and see it from that point of view.”
“I know that our child would have a better life with me than anyone else,” Scorpius said. “Would it be difficult? Yeah. But I want it. That’s my child. I’m raising it. With or without you.” Scorpius stood up. “And that’s final.”
“Oh you’re going to walk away like you get the final word?” I said, standing up and facing him. “Hate to break it to you Malfoy, but this isn’t the era where women just stand by and do whatever men say. Unlike you, I actually care enough about you to consider what you want, but you don’t seem to give a shit about what I want on this issue.”
“That’s not true,” Scorpius said.
“Really?” I asked. “’That’s final’? Sounds like you’re trying to be the big man and put me in my place because you don’t care what I have to say. Well, I got news for you, I have just as much right to this baby as you do. At the end of the day, I get just as much say. So if you actually are heartless enough to take your own bloody girlfriend to court over custody of a child instead of just talking to her like a normal person, then you better bet that I’m going to fight just as hard if not harder to get what I want, something that I don’t even know yet. I didn’t ask you to give up your rights as a parent or to hand the baby over this second, I just asked you to consider it. Like a responsible adult and a responsible father, I asked you to consider doing something for someone else, for your own child. For me. The girl that you claim to be falling in love with. And so far, you’re proving to me that you can’t do that. I don’t know what kind of girls the Malfoy family raises, but you should know by now that the Weasley family doesn’t raise women to follow behind a man. And you have a Weasley girl, so you should know that I am my own person. I didn’t have to come to you, but I did because I wanted to. I want you to be a part of this because I respect you. I care about what you want, but maybe it’s time that the rich boy learns that you can’t always get what you fucking want. So grow the fuck up and don’t talk to me until you’re ready to talk about this like the mature adult and caring guy I know you are. When you start taking an interest in what is best for the child as opposed to what is best for your own interests, come find me. Until then, leave me alone.”
I walked out of there, slamming the compartment door behind me and feeling so, so angry. For the first time in a long time, maybe even ever, I felt powerful. Like nothing and no one could bring me down. I had never fought with someone like that, never held my ground that way before and it felt fucking good. For the first time, I wasn’t weak little Rose who avoided confrontation or started crying at the first signs of it. I wasn’t Head Girl Rose, who used her position of authority to get people to do what she needed them to. I wasn’t even Mum Rose, who would make people tell her exactly what was happening because of a glare that made them instantly feel guilty.
No, now I was just Rose. I had often hidden this side of me, denied myself of showing my Weasley temper because it might stain my perfect reputation. I couldn’t yell at the photographer who had been following me all day because I didn’t want him to paint a bad picture of who I was to the public. I would smile when someone would make a mean joke about my family, instead of cursing them out like I so desperately wanted to, because no one insults my family, even in a joking manner. No matter what happened, I would always wait until I was behind a closed door to finally let any emotions, any anger, show. And for once, it felt good not to hold back and to let someone have it.
And I knew that no matter what happened, I would no longer pretend like I was okay. I knew that I got mad and wanted to punch people in the face. I knew that I was flawed and that I was so different from the picture I had tried so hard to paint. Even though I knew I wasn’t perfect, for some reason, I had decided it was the best way to deal with things. To pretend to be happy all the time. To pretend that nothing was wrong.
To pretend to be perfect.
And while getting pregnant had greatly tarnished that, I still somehow managed to hold the perfection. I had heard girls talking, saying how I still seemed perfect, despite my pregnancy. Despite the shame, I was still from a famous family, with the top grades, Head Girl and never had any bad words to say about people simply because I didn’t say those words to people.
And I decided that it was finally time to show people that I wasn’t perfect. Scorpius knew. And even though I was so incredibly pissed at him, he made me more myself than anyone else. I wanted everyone to see that. See the imperfect girl I was when I was with him.
So, I decided to let Rose Weasley come out from the place I had shoved her so many years ago.
I watched Rose walk out of the room shocked—and slightly proud—that she got angry at me. Not even just at me, but that she got angry. Because Rose Weasley didn’t get angry. She got bossy, yeah, but never angry.
And even though I was angry with her about the adoption thing, I couldn’t help but smile as she walked away, head thrown back and red hair bouncing as she walked, looking like the most powerful woman there was.
The most powerful woman who wanted me to give up my child.
“Dude, what did you and Rose do?” Alex said, coming in a few minutes later with—to my surprise—Al in tow. “She looked pissed.”
“Which isn’t something that comes easily to her,” Al said. “I’ve seen her mad probably 10 times in our entire life and most of that was when she was a kid.”
“So what happened?” Alex asked.
“Nothing,” I said, looking out the window.
“Bullshit,” Emily sang in a high voice, as she opened the compartment door.
I glared at her. “And you’d know about it?”
“Well considering she told me, yeah,” Emily said, sitting down next to Al and leaning against the seat. “So, you could either tell them or I will.”
“How’d you even talk to Rose?” Al asked. “She didn’t want to talk to anyone.”
“She told me before,” Emily said. “And I said she should talk to Scorpius about it because he’s going to be a stubborn arse.” Her gaze turned back to me. “Which I take it you were, since Rose is walking around looking like she’s about to murder someone because she’s so mad, which I love by the way that she’s finally allowing herself to get mad, but it doesn’t exactly seem safe for the rest of the human population. So, Scorp, why don’t you tell everyone what happened.”
“Rose told me she wants to consider putting the baby up for adoption,” I said. “And I said no.”
“Why’d you say no?” Al asked.
“Because that’s my kid,” I said simply. “And no one else is raising it.”
“Why you even want a kid is beyond me,” Alex mumbled.
“Because it’s my kid. That’s my DNA and it doesn’t matter that I’m 17, no one else is raising that child but me,” I said.
Emily looked at Al. “In case you couldn’t tell, Scorpius is very, very stubborn.”
“Yeah,” Al said, looking back at me. “So you just told her that there was no way in hell you were going to give the baby up for adoption and she got pissed and left?”
“Basically what happened,” I said, shrugging.
“He probably also said that he had just as much rights as she does and then used that against her,” Alex said. “Because he always plays that card on everything we do. ‘I have just as much right to sneak into Hogsmeade as you and will tell Dumbledore if I have to’ for example.”
“And he probably said that his word was final,” Emily said. “Because he feels that people will respect it, even though they won’t. For example, ‘You aren’t trying out for Quidditch and that’s final’.”
“Fortunately, we don’t see this stubborn, stupid side of him often,” Alex said.
“Only when we’re about to do something he doesn’t agree with,” Emily said. “Normally he’s just this giant Teddy Bear that would only hurt someone if they threatened or asked you out. Stubborn Stupid doesn’t like compromise, which is probably the problem here.”
“Yeah, dude, you really need to learn how to compromise,” Alex said. “It’s annoying when it’s your way or the highway.”
“I don’t want to give my child up,” I said. “I fail to see how that’s a bad thing.” Or something an immature, uncaring guy would do.
“It’s not bad,” Emily said. “However your stubbornness is.”
“Emily has a point,” Al said. “Look, Scorp, I know you want to keep the baby. And I respect you a lot for that because Merlin knows that I would not be able to handle a kid and that I wouldn’t be able to give my life up right now. But you need to try and compromise with Rose. I’m not saying that you need to pretend like you’re 150% for adoption but you could at least look at the parents, maybe even meet with them. You can tell her that you don’t want to do it, that you don’t want to have someone else raise your child, but if you at least look and make the effort, it will work out. Relationships are about compromise and if you don’t compromise, you’ll end up without Rose. You may get the baby, but you won’t have Rose. I see the way you two look at each other and I know that neither of you want that. But since Rose seems to be giving in to the Weasley Temper that she tries so hard to hide, I think that means that you are probably dealing with someone that who is just as stubborn as you are. So give her this. Show her that you can be a good dad and let her realize that you would be and let her realize that you could in fact do it.”
I sighed. “I have to do this for Rose don’t I?”
“Yeah,” Emily said. “Because now that she’s suddenly letting her anger come out, I highly doubt that she’s just going to let this slide.”
“Damnit,” I said.
“And now Stubborn Stupid is leaving,” Alex said. “And we’re getting the nice guy Scorpius back.”
“And let me guess,” Al said, leaning back next to Emily. His knee hit hers and she didn’t move her leg away, something which Alex looked confused at. “Nice Guy Scorpius is going to look at adoptive parents.”
“Course he will,” Alex said. “Nice Guy Scorpius would do anything for Rose.”
“Mr. Nathanson has been demoted from his position as Head Boy,” Professor McGonagall said. “He will also be serving 3 months of detention and be on probation the rest of the year. One step out of line and he will be expelled from Hogwarts.”
“Professor, don’t you think that’s a little much?” I asked. “I understand that what he did was wrong and trust me, I would like to go punch him in the face, but I don’t think that is a very fit punishment.”
“Ms. Weasley, you must understand that what Mr. Nathanson did was invade your privacy,” McGonagall said. “We have very strict rules at Hogwarts when it comes to people’s privacy and just because you are an adult does make it any less wrong. Mr. Nathanson took advantage of a very delicate situation and used it to make some extra money. As Head Boy he is supposed to be an example to the school of how to behave and this goes against everything that he should be and what this school represents. I do not want anyone thinking that exploiting people’s secrets is okay.”
I nodded. “I understand.”
“If he gives you any trouble, please let me or the new Head Boy know, so that proper punishment can be made,” she said.
“Who is the new Head Boy?” I asked, though really, I knew.
It was Al. It had to be. Not only was he one of the top people in our year, but he was Quidditch captain and a fairly good example of what students should be. He didn’t break any rules (that the Professors knew of) and was kind to everyone (unless they dated his cousins).
“He should be here any moment now,” McGonagall said, a small smile on her face like she knew that me and Al would be a good match. “I think you will be quite happy with your new partner.”
I smiled back at her right as there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” McGonagall said.
I turned in my seat, a huge smile spread across my face as I watched the door open. I was about to run over and hug Al, when the person that entered wasn’t Al at all.
“Alex?” I asked, my smile fading into a confused frown. “What are you doing here?”
Alex shrugged. “What are you doing here?”
“Please, sit down, Mr. Zabini,” McGonagall said and Alex did. “Mr. Zabini, I am proud to say that you are being promoted from Prefect to Head Boy, due to recent events.”
“What?” Alex said.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “But you’re making Alex Head Boy?”
“Yes,” McGonagall said.
“I’m flattered,” Alex said. “But why? You’ve told me before that I was on the verge of losing my badge for being a Prefect.”
“Because I think that you are the best option for Head Boy,” McGonagall said. “You do very well in school, you are a good friend to those close to you, you already have a job lined up after Hogwarts-“
“You do?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Alex said. “As a Curse Breaker at Gringotts. I’ve interned there for the past 2 summers.”
I was surprised. I knew that Alex was smart, but I didn’t think he had already had a job lined up. Hardly anyone did, since it was still January and some people (like Scorpius) still had no idea what they wanted to do.
“I have heard about how great you are from your employer,” McGonagall said. “He said that you are better than most people they have.”
“He’s being kind,” Alex said.
“Either way, it has contributed to my decision to make you Head Boy,” McGonagall said. “I expect you to start patrolling with Rose tomorrow night and learn what is expected of you from her. Just remember that you are an example of this school and not to take your power for granted.”
“Don’t worry Professor,” Alex said. “I will use my power wisely.”
They continued to talk about his job as Head Boy, while I watched, shocked at the person in front of me. The Alex that I knew was a guy who was an idiot with girls and somewhat of an idiot in general. I had thought that Alex did okay in school, not that he was one of the top people in our class, as McGonagall mentioned, or that he had done a bunch of internships already.
And that’s when I realized that Alex and I were actually quite similar.
We both put up a front. Mine was that I was perfect. His was that he was just a regular guy. And neither one was true. I hid my anger and he expressed it freely. I made a point to be the top of the class while Alex kept his grades to himself. Alex was open with everything, expect when it came to his grades and career. I had just assumed that he was like Scorpius and didn’t really know what was going to happen after.
Soon after, we were dismissed and once we were outside of McGonagall’s office, Alex took a deep breath.
“She’s going absolutely bonkers to make me Head Boy,” Alex said.
“I don’t know,” I said. “It seems like you’re qualified. I mean, high grades, internships, and a job…I never knew that you did all that.”
Alex shrugged. “Not exactly something I brag about. The only people who know are Emily and Scorpius.”
I nodded. “Scorp has no idea what he wants to do, right?”
“I think he just doesn’t want to commit to anything yet,” Alex said. “He’s still hoping that he’ll make it in Quidditch.”
“He has to be scouted though,” I said. “And he hasn’t even let them know he’s interested.”
“Potter’s helping him on letters right now to get them to come to the Ravenclaw game,” Alex said, before eyeing me curiously. “You didn’t know? He said that Potter offered to help him at Christmas.”
“He never told me,” I said.
Alex nodded as we got to the hallway.
“I think I’m going to sleep in the Gryffindor tower tonight,” I said. I knew what would happen if I went down the dungeons. If Scorpius hadn’t changed his mind, we would get in a fight and it would probably worsen our relationship. “Bye Alex.”
“He’s going to look at adoption,” Alex said, causing me to turn around and face him. “He doesn’t want to, but he’s going to because he cares about you.”
“When he threatened to take me to court, I wasn’t sure he really cared about me at all,” I said. “Just that he wanted the baby.”
“He cares about you,” Alex said. “Trust me. I have never seen him care about a girl so much in my life and I’ve known him since we were kids. He wants the baby, I know he does and I know that he’d be a good father. But he still cares about you and what you want. So while he was being Stubborn Stupid, he does want to try and make you happy.”
“It’s what Emily and I call him when he gets into one of his stubborn moods and you can barely talk to him,” Alex said.
I smiled. “It’s a good name for that.”
“Yeah,” Alex said. “Look, he’s not Stubborn Stupid very often, only when he’s passionate about something.”
“He really wants this baby doesn’t he?” I asked.
Alex nodded. “But he wants you to feel confident in your choice too.”
We were quiet for a minute.
“You know, this side of you is really weird,” I said. “The whole smart and wise thing you have going on. Can you please just go back to being yourself?”
“Hey, you should feel honored that I’m letting you see this side of me,” Alex said. “Not many people see it. Just like not many people see you act on your Weasley temper. Which by the way, is awesome.”
“What’s with you and angry girls?” I asked. “You think it’s awesome when I’m mad and you’re in love with Emily.”
“An angry girl means better sex.”
“You told me to go back to my normal self.”
I sighed. “You’re an arse you know that?”
Alex threw his arm around me, dragging me in the direction of the dungeons. “Yeah but you love me.”
“Okay, so we have letters for Puddlemere, Tutshell, Wimborne, Appleby, Portree, and Cannons,” Al said. “We can write more tomorrow.”
Emily looked up from her book. “Will they be able to come to the game then?”
“Yeah,” Al said. “If they’re interested, which they will be.”
“How do you know?” I asked.
“You’re a good player,” Al said. “You also have a well-known name. They won’t admit it, but Quidditch teams want people who are well known because their fan base can grow simply because of that name.”
“Makes sense why you were getting scouted as a fifth year,” Emily said.
“You’re probably going to get at least on the reserve team for somewhere,” Al said. “But you’re good enough to go first team as well.”
“Okay,” I said. “What about you Ems? You want to get scouted?”
“I already told you no,” she said. “You know I’m going to be a Quidditch writer for the Prophet.”
“Right,” I said. “I forgot that nearly everyone has a plan but me.”
Al clapped me on the shoulder. “You’ll figure it out. I think I’m going to head to my Common Room. I’m pretty sure your housemates have had enough of me for one day.”
“Bye Al,” Emily said and I waved.
Once he left, I turned toward Emily. “So is something going on there?”
“Between me and Al?” Emily asked. “No. We’re friends. Like you and me.”
“So you still like Alex?”
She frowned. “Unfortunately.”
“Okay,” I said. “So are you going to talk to him about the kiss?”
“Because it’s better to just pretend it never happened.”
“Because that works so well for you two.”
“It’s either that or argue and I’m really done arguing over this.”
I shook my head. “No you’re not. The two of you will never be done.”
Emily opened her mouth to say something, probably defend herself, but didn’t get the chance due to Alex walking in with his arm around a girl.
I looked over at Emily concerned that she’d be upset but saw that it was just the opposite. Instead she looked happy.
I looked back at Alex and saw why.
The girl was Rose.
“Guess who’s the new Head Boy?” Alex said.
“Don’t tell me McGonagall was actually stupid enough to let you be Head Boy,” Emily said. Alex looked a little shocked that she was speaking to him, but instead of questioning it, went along with it.
“You bet your arse she did,” he said, sitting on the couch next to Emily. “Because my internships and grades show that I’m a good person.”
“Well she clearly doesn’t know you very well then,” Emily said, smirking at him.
“I could give you detention for that you know,” Alex said.
“You could,” Emily said. “But you won’t.”
Rose laughed and shook her head, before looking over at me. I stood up and walked to her.
“Hey,” I said.
“Hey” she said.
“Can we talk?” I asked and she nodded. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to my room, leaving Alex and Emily to continue their avoidance flirting.
I walked over to my bed, sitting down on it and Rose stood in front of me.
Neither one of us said anything but of course, once we did, we said it at the same time.
“I’m sorry I got mad—“
“I’ll look at the adoption—“
“You first,” Rose said.
“I’ll look at adoption,” I said. “If it’s something you want to consider and something you think will be good for the baby, I’ll look at it.”
“Thank you,” Rose said. “I’m sorry that I got so mad at you for wanting to keep the baby.”
“It’s okay,” I said.
“So we’re okay?”
I smirked at her choice of words, remembering Christmas.
“Yeah,” I said. “Yeah, we’re okay.”
“You better not start with that stupid word again,” Rose warned and I wrapped my arms around her waist.
“But it’s a good word.”
“It’s a stupid word.”
“You’re a stupid word.”
“Wow, mature,” Rose said, laughing before looking down. “I’m really sorry I got so mad.”
“Don’t be,” I said. “It was kind of nice to see you mad.”
“It felt good too,” Rose admitted. “Like I was powerful. I haven’t gotten angry like that in a long time. I normally just push down the anger.”
“You know you don’t have to do that right?” I said. “I know that I be arse. It’s fine for you to call me out on my shit if you need to.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Rose said, smiling.
“Besides,” I said, pulling her towards me. “It was really hot.”
“Well, I’m glad that you found me attractive while enraged,” Rose said.
“I find you attractive all the time,” I said, moving my face closer to hers.
“Malfoy, are you attempting to get me into bed?” Rose asked, her eyebrow rising.
“I’m just trying to kiss you,” I said. “If it happens to lead to you in my bed, that’s perfectly okay with me.”
Rose shook her head. “You’re such an idiot.”
“Yeah but I’m your idiot,” I said, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Doesn’t make you less of one,” she whispered, before pushing her lips onto mine.
A/N: Er…hi. Long time no see.
Sorry about that. I got stuck on this chapter for a really long time and then couldn’t think of anything else but Madness (which is now complete!) So, I really hope that you guys understand and don’t want to hurt me.
Long chapter! Lots of stuff happened too. Let me know what you think!
What do you guys think rose and Scorpius should do about the baby? Should they give it up? What about Alex as Head Boy? And how Al and Scorp are bros now?
I have up to chapter 21 planned so hopefully the stories will come out quicker! Lots of love and hope you all are well <3
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