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Chapter 28 : Bound by Honor: Rose and Scorpius POV
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I should rephrase that.
I was inhaling my second breakfast in a manner indicating that I hadn’t eaten properly in nearly two months (which was true) and Scorpius was grinning from ear to ear, just watching me.
“What else can I get for you, love? Do you want some more pancakes? Eggs? Banger?” He held up a sausage and wiggled it on the end of a fork. I shook my head, finally filling up.
“More juice?” he asked.
“That sounds great. I’ve been eating so fast, I didn’t even realize I already finished mine.” I held up the empty glass.
He just beamed and passed me his own juice.
“Thanks,” I said.
He didn’t reply, just sat there with that goofy smirk on his face as I gulped down his orange juice.
“Scorpius,” I commented, “you look like someone has hooked both sides of your mouth and tied it to your ears!”
“I can’t help it Ro, I don’t know if I’ve ever been this happy or excited,” he looked down at his plate for a moment and then his eyes found mine, bright with tears. “When I woke up this morning, there was only one Malfoy in the world – just me. And now, there are going to be two more…” he caught himself and cleared his throat.
I smiled back at him, warmly. Sometimes, I just took the fact that I had such a large family for granted. There were so many Weasleys (and Potters) that usually there wasn’t even time to think. I forgot that Scorpius didn’t have a lot of his own family, even considering Uncle Harry had basically adopted him. There was always his Aunt Daphne, but they weren’t very close, and she wasn’t a Malfoy, anyway.
I wished I could’ve been just as happy as he was. I mean, I was happy, I just had a nagging feeling that something else was bothering me. I couldn’t remember anything that happened after the pink swirling potion, but something must’ve made me faint – it had to be more than just not eating. I couldn’t shake the feeling, but I didn’t want to dampen Scorpius’s good mood – he was so overjoyed that I couldn’t help but grin along with him.
We decided to take a walk in the muggle park across the street. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and I put mine around his waist. We walked aimlessly and talked about nothing, both trying to avoid any serious conversation.
Scorpius was jabbering on about his impending S.N.A.K.E. exams and asked about my Healer classes. He could hardly control the speed of his chatter. I didn’t want to bring up any of my reservations and spoil his blissful day.
But the heaviness of ‘Oh Merlin, what the hell are we going to do?’ built up to pressure cooker levels until it just began to spill over and out, in the typical fashion for me. Don’t let the red hair and Weasley name fool you, I didn’t scream and yell and lose my temper; I started to cry. Actually I started to sob, uncontrollably.
“Come here, love.” Scorpius stopped us from walking and turned me to face him. He put his arms around me and held me, letting me cry into his shoulder. He wasn’t even surprised. “There it is. I’ve been waiting.”
He knew I would do this. I was actually too upset to be upset. I just continued to sob into him. “This way, love,” he ducked us behind a large tree and apparated us back to Number Twelve, where we quietly made our way to our room.
I was still crying, but not as hard. We settled together on the bed with his arms around me and he rocked me until I cried it all out and had nothing left. I was drained. “Tired?” he asked.
“Yes and no,” I hiccoughed. “I’m still too anxious to be tired. Too many thoughts.”
“Well, let’s work them out,” he said, matter-of-factly. “What’s bothering you? Just say the first thing that comes to mind.” He grabbed my left hand with his right and began rubbing the sapphire ring with his thumb. We both looked down and our hands and I couldn’t hold back a small (very small) smile.
“How am I going to finish training?”
“You can take a leave. Or I can take a leave. We can both take a leave and just finish later on.” He had a point. Obviously one of us would just put our training on hold for a bit. His parents had left him enough gold in Gringotts that we didn’t need to work right away. His eyes twinkled. “What else?” he inquired.
“We can’t raise a baby here – not in this house.”
“We’ll buy a house – or a flat, anywhere you want.” He planted a soft kiss on my cheek.
“We have to tell everyone.”
“Not yet, if you don’t want to. We can wait until you see your Healer. But yes, we will have to tell people eventually. They might get suspicious when you grow a beach ball out of your middle.” The silly smile from before returned to his face as he began to bounce up and down slightly in his seat. I knew the thought of telling our families and friends excited him. His smile was infectious and I returned one to him.
“We’re not married.”
“You know I’ll marry you right this second, if that’s what you want.” He slid back on the bed so that he was sitting against the headboard and pulled me along with him, so I was nestled in between his legs. His arms enveloped me and I tried to relax. “However, I thought you might like to have a few more redheads around for the occasion.” I was facing forward, but I could feel another grin spread across his face as his head dipped in to kiss my neck.
“There’s the prophecy.” It just spilled out and the memories came flooding back. That was what had been really bothering me. Until now, I couldn’t remember what horrible thoughts had made me lose consciousness, but everything crashed over me like a wave. “There’s Stannous.” The terrible, frightening memories made me shudder. I knew what he was capable of. I felt Scorpius stiffen around me. He tried to hide this by squeezing a bit tighter. I knew he wouldn’t have an answer to this one.
“Rose, I will never let him get to you again,” he whispered as his hands rubbed up and down my arms. “Never. And it’s not just me. You have Al, your Dad, Harry, Dom – the entire Auror department – plus your Mum, Ginny, James, Fred…”
“Okay, I get it,” I said to stop his babbling. “It’s just… I’m not a fighter, Scorp. Not like you – or any of the rest. I just freeze. I know we’ve been practicing, but it’s not the same. If it were a real battle-”
“You’re right, you're not a fighter Rose,” he interrupted. My body jerked at his candidness and I turned around to face him, sitting on my knees, confused. He pierced my eyes with his own.
“You are a Healer.” His hands rested on the small of my back and his thumbs traced my spine. “Instead of joining the rest of us trying to tear this world apart, your only concern is how to keep it together.” Soft, gentle lips brushed mine. “We spend our days trying to seek and destroy all that is bad. But you see the world differently – you and Sels – just want to make everyone a little better. It’s probably the thing I love about you the most – your unquestioning ability to love. The prophecy makes sense to me. Someone whose heart is so pure, so full of complete love for others. You are the one. The one who can bring together the ‘good and evil’ that it talks about.”
That was why I loved him so much. I didn’t think he could say anything to make me feel better about the prophecy. I don’t know why I doubted it, because yet again, his words were perfect. His fingers brushed my neck and gave me that tingly feeling that made me shudder in an entirely different manner as he cupped my face. His lips moved close to mine, without touching. “That’s how I know you’re going to be the greatest Mum.” I melted into him as our lips crashed together. I ran my hands down his sides and the kiss deepened.
“Scorpius, I love you so, so much.” I said in between passionate kisses. “I’m sorry I don’t say it enough,” I breathed as we slid together sideways to lie on the bed. His mouth roamed down across my jawline and then he moved to my neck, sucking and pulling with his lips. I couldn’t take it anymore and I flung one leg over the top of him, straddling him.
Pregnancy hormones. At that moment, I had to love them. I didn’t think Scorpius minded them all too much, either. Grabbing at his shirt, I struggled with the buttons until I finally just used my wand to remove the fabric. My shirt was easier for him to remove, but I was too preoccupied with the rest of his clothing.
“Rose… Rose. You need to… slow down,” he begged through puffs of air escaping from his lungs.
“Not now, love.” I groaned. And then I lost all control.
“Wow,” he spoke first. “That’s all I have right now. Wow.”
“Rose, you never cease to amaze me. That was incredible.”
“Yes it was,” I agreed, snuggling into the crook of his arm. I loved it when our skin could touch all the way down to our toes.
“Do you feel better?” he asked, playing with the tips of my hair.
“Hard not to feel better after that,” I commented, but the uneasiness was creeping back. “We’re gonna have to tell everyone. I’m just not sure how to go about it… And everyone includes my dad…”
“Well,” he said slowly, “I thought we could sort of ease into it… by telling Harry first. We could gauge his reaction and then move on to Albus. If that goes well enough, then we can tell your Dad.” He was only half-joking. I had a feeling that if Scorpius could some how figure out a way to marry me and have multiple children without Ron Weasley ever finding out, he would do it in a heartbeat.
I could tell what he was doing. Ranking the protective male members of my family in order of who was the least-to-most likely to hex him into the next century with the news.
“Actually, I think you’re right – about Uncle Harry at least.”
“Well, I’ve been thinking. I really don’t know whom to tell first. I don’t want to hurt Mum and Dad’s feelings, but there are some things I need to know about how this will affect the prophecy.” Despite Scorpius’s previous remarks, I was still very nervous and Uncle Harry should know first about this… new development.
“I guess Uncle Harry needs to know,” I continued. “I’m sure that he’ll understand that we are waiting until the right moment to let everyone else know. Are you alright with that?”
“On one condition,” he looked incredibly serious and I nodded.
“I want you to be happy about this,” he said as he lifted my left hand and rubbed the ring again. “And this,” he rested his palm on my bare abdomen and spread his fingers. He rubbed ever so gently as his head lowered. Scorpius’s lips pressed in the space between his thumb and forefinger. After he was done kissing the place where the baby was, his head lifted slightly. As he spoke, his lips brushed my belly and I could feel the warmth from his breath on my skin.
“Hello, baby. I don’t know if you can hear me yet, but I wanted to introduce myself. I’m your Dad.” He whispered the word ‘Dad’ and his voice sounded the tiniest bit shaky. I would’ve thought it was too clichéd, if it wasn’t beautiful because he was being so sincere.
He continued talking to the baby, “You have the best Mum in the world, but she’s going to need our help, my love. She needs us to let her know how wonderful she is. You see, she worries a lot – too much if you ask me. And she spends so much of her time and energy on others, that she often neglects her own needs. So, if you could just help me to tell her how much we both love her and need her to take care of herself first , that would be great.” He ended with another kiss on my belly and then tipped his head sideways to grin at me again.
“I don’t think the baby can hear for a few more weeks - developmentally,” I explained weakly. “But I did. I promise to put the baby first. I think talking to Uncle Harry is a good starting point,” my voice was soft as I stroked his hair. Merlin, I loved him so much and I didn’t want him to think that I wasn’t happy. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve this man.
“Scorpius,” I stared right at his beautiful eyes. “I am happy.” I grabbed his free hand with mine and twisted our fingers together. “So incredibly, over-the-moon happy to have you and now – a part of both of us, together.” I put my other hand over his hand that was still resting on my belly. “You… make me happy. Happier than I ever thought I could be.”
He squeezed my hand back before I continued. “Right now, though, I might take some of your advice, because I am positively knackered. It takes a lot out of you, you know – getting up early, flying on the Cannon’s pitch, getting engaged, discovering you are pregnant, passing out from said discovery, eating the equivalent of breakfast for a small army, having an emotional breakdown, having ‘pregnancy sex,’ and trying to figure out this prophecy. I could sleep for a week.”
Scorpius lifted the blankets over the both of us. “I think I might join you. While not as tired as you are, I need to keep up my strength – now I have doubled the number of people to protect.” He lay down next to me and wrapped his arms around me to pull me into him. Our bodies fit together perfectly. He still had that wonderful, silly, permanent smile on his face. It was a lovely way to drift off to sleep.
Rose slept for about two hours. After a 30-minute power-nap, I woke and just watched her for a few minutes. She looked really peaceful. The events of the morning washed over me like a long draw of firewhiskey.
I’m going to be married. To Rose.
I’m going to be a father. Rose and I are having a baby together. My heart began to pace rapidly in my chest, but I felt strangely calm about the whole thing. About both whole things. Everything felt right, normal. Well, not normal. There is still the fact that the prophecy states she’s the mother of the next most powerful wizard. I know that she needs time to sort that part out – and I can’t blame her. That’s why she wants to talk to Harry so badly.
When I looked at her, I still couldn’t believe that she was with me. And as of that morning, she wanted to be with me forever. And we were having a baby. I was going to be someone’s father.
Whoa. Holy shit.
The overwhelming desire to protect Rose and our baby sped up my spine and shot like adrenaline down to my fingertips. I stroked the side of her face, needing to just touch her and make sure this was real. No one will hurt you. I said the promise over and over again in my head. No one. She stirred in her sleep and rolled over. Not wanting to wake her, I quietly shifted and got out of bed, dressed and made my way out of the room to seek the person I needed to talk to.
Selenia was studying down in the kitchen – without Al, thank Merlin. I was lucky to have found her straight away.
“How is the Mum-to-be doing?” She asked quietly.
“It’s going to take a little while to settle in with her,” I answered honestly, sitting down next to her on the bench at the kitchen table. Selenia still didn’t know about the prophecy, but wasn’t surprised at Rose’s apprehension nonetheless.
“Becoming a Mum is a major life-changing event. She’ll be fine after she has a bit of time to let it sink in. How are you doing?” she asked earnestly as she put down her book and pen and turned to look at me.
“I’m… great, actually. I’m brilliant! This is unexpected, but so… completely… brilliant. I mean, I can’t believe I am going to be a father,” I whispered the word in case there were any other roommates around. “And I can’t believe that Rose and I are finally going to be married. It’s positively brilliant. I know we’re young, but it feels like it’s been forever to me. It’s just so - brilliant.”
She graced me with an amused smile.
“I’m rambling, aren’t I?”
Selenia covered her mouth to suppress a giggle. “Sorry, Scorp. It’s actually quite adorable. You and Rose are just – meant to be together. We all saw it for so long and it seemed like you both were just so miserable all the time and now… well, I’m just so thrilled for both you. Al is too, despite his crazy, uncalled for, overprotective nature when it comes to Rose. He may try to hex you, but when you’re ready to tell him about the baby, I’ll make sure I’m around to keep him in line. I know that you two are going to make the most wonderful parents… And there’ll be a little Malfoy around! How cute! Do you think the baby will have red hair or blond hair? I guess I’m the one rambling now!” She burst out in laughter as she got up and threw her arms around me. I squeezed back tightly.
“Oh! I almost forgot!” she exclaimed. “I got this for the baby!” She handed me a small package wrapped in light green paper.
“Wow Sels, thanks!” I was completely overwhelmed by her generosity. She was such a good friend to us. “And – thanks for this morning. You were absolutely amazing. Rose is so grateful for you and I – just can’t thank you enough for your great bedside manner. You’re really a fabulous healer.”
“Thanks, Scorp. I think I’d like to go into obstetrics as my specialty. It’s very complicated and extremely competitive to get accepted, but I really enjoyed working with you and helping Rose this morning.”
“You should go for it, Sels! You’re fantastic. I know you’ll get it!” She smiled modestly before changing the subject. “Listen,” she grabbed both my hands, “if you’ve any questions, anything at all, you can ask me. Sometimes it’s hard to have a Healer for a – wife.” She smiled and her eyes brightened at the word. “We just sort of assume that everyone knows what we know and sometimes forget to include our significant others.”
“Thanks, Selenia. Actually, I’m willing to take any advice you have to give to me. This is completely new territory and I don’t really have… Erm - I just appreciate anything you can tell me.”
We talked for about an hour and she filled me in on the stages of pregnancy and what she knew Rose had been going through. She, like the two of us, put all the pieces together after she found out Rose was pregnant. I really felt like I could ask her anything and told her I was eternally grateful for her expertise and, more importantly, her friendship. I asked her if there were any books or anything I could read that would help me and she promised to send some my way.
After our chat, I thanked her again for the baby gift and excused myself to go and check on Rose. I promised to let her know our dinner plans for later and explained that we hadn’t yet decided when we’d be telling the rest of our family and friends. She nodded her understanding and smiled sweetly. I could see in her eyes that she was almost as excited as Rose and I.
Rose wasn’t in her room, so I checked the bathroom to find her in the shower. I slipped silently into the steam-filled room, wanting to join her until I heard a quiet voice mixing with the pattering of the warm water.
“…you know, love, your Daddy is the most amazing man I’ve ever met. He loves both of us so much. We have to give him some extra-special love because he misses his own Mum and Dad a lot.” My heart jumped into my throat. Rose and I didn’t talk about my parents’ deaths very often – not recently anyway, but I did miss them from time to time. Especially when there were big events – like a wedding and a baby. Just another example of how well Rose knew me. It’s not so much that I missed them, but really more like I just felt empty. I didn’t even realize how much it mattered until Rose and I had started seeing each other and then, with the baby and everything…
She continued, “On your Malfoy side, you pretty much have your Dad’s Aunt Daphne – there aren’t too many other relatives, except maybe Teddy. But he’s kind of on both sides of your family. It’s a little complicated. However, on your Weasley side – well let’s just say it’s a good thing I have about 6 months to explain it all.” I held in a chuckle. She wasn’t kidding.
“Right now, I’ll start with your Nana Hermione and Grandad Ron. Nana is going to be over-the-moon excited for you to come, and Grandad… well… I think once he meets you it will be a different story, but you might hear some yelling and a few hexes before you actually get here.
“Then there is your Uncle Al. He isn’t technically your uncle, but you’ll call him that, anyway. He’s really great and will always look out for you. He’ll be married to Aunt Selenia someday and she is just about the kindest person I’ve ever met. Uncle James is downright crazy and he’ll most likely buy you your first broomstick – and your first drink – and other stuff I probably won’t want to know about.” I leaned back against the door and rested, taking it in, and letting out a soft snicker when she spoke about James. I thought she might’ve heard me because she stopped talking for a minute.
“The thing about the Weasley’s is that we’re loud and crazy and in each other’s faces all the time, but we love each other so much it hurts.” I had to lean forward a bit because she was much quieter now and I thought I heard a small sniffle. “I just want you to know that I’m your Mum and I will always, always love you, no matter what…”
The water turned off and there was another, definite sniffle. “I know that you’re special because your Dad and I love each other more than we have words to say. Any baby that comes from that kind of love is very lucky indeed.” My heart returned to its original position inside my throat and choked out my breath. Rose stepped out of the shower and, saw me as she reached for her towel. She was startled, but didn’t scream; she just looked at me with a small smile.
I suddenly needed to blink. A lot. “I thought you said the baby couldn’t hear for a few more weeks,” my throat was tight, but I managed to smile back at her.
“I know,” her bottom lip was trembling as she wrapped the towel around her. She was looking at the floor. “There were just some things that I had to say.” She bit her lip to gain some control.
I nodded. “I’m glad I got to hear them, too.” I said as I wrapped my arms around her toweled body. We stood for a few moments, just thinking the same thoughts about our new life together. I kissed the top of her head as I squeezed a bit tighter.
“Why don’t we just keep our big news under wraps for a few days?” I proposed to her. “We can celebrate the engagement with Al and Sels tonight and just tell them we’re waiting a week to tell the family. You can see your Healer this week and then we’ll decide when to tell everyone – we can just tell them everything at the same time.”
Rose didn’t say anything. She just kept looking at the ground. Oh shit. Did I piss her off? Did I offend her?
“We don’t have to do that… if you don’t want to.”
“Sorry, Rose. I d-didn’t mean. We can tell them today – or whenever you want-” The hormone imbalance that Selenia had mentioned was at the forefront of my mind. I didn’t want to upset Rose any more, considering what she’d been through today.
She finally looked up, grinning and still biting her lip. “Scorpius, will you calm down?” She stepped back and looked at me pointedly. “I like the idea of waiting – just until I can see the Healer. That way, it’s kind of our secret – if only for a few days. It makes it seem a little more normal, anyway. I still want to tell Uncle Harry first and see if he has any insights regarding the prophecy, but we can wait until I see the Healer.”
The force welled up inside me again – the one that makes every part of my body want to wrap myself around her and safeguard Rose and the baby. I pulled her in tighter and just held on for a few moments. I knew that after we talked to Harry, there would probably be information that made it impossible for me to keep them safe. I knew the news of this baby would eventually get to Stannous and he would retaliate in some way. But at this moment, in this bathroom at our unplottable house in the middle of Muggle London, I could make her feel a little more normal.
AN: Wow. This chapter took much longer to edit and post than I'd intended. I'm so sorry! I have the next few nearly ready to go and my plan is to update about once per week. I get so excited when anyone takes the time to let me know what they think about this story, so THANK YOU to EVERYONE that has left a review! :hearts; you really keep me going!
Special Thanks to my beta reader, crestwood. He really has put up with a bit of my indecisiveness over this entire section. His writing is amazing, so if you have the chance, you should definitely read his work!
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