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Disclaimer: Thanks JKR for bringing us the world of Harry Potter and for all the inspiration it leads us into. This story inspired by the song 'Freshmen' by The Verve Pipe.


A/N:  This is not a happy story, so now you can't say that I haven't warned you. But with that said, I hope you enjoy it. The story will be three chapters, each containing a verse of the song. Please leave a review and let me know what you think.



Scorpius and Rose, Prince of Slytherin and Princess of Griffindor. Possibly the most unlikely match ever to walk the corridors of Hogwarts. The son of Draco Malfoy and the daughter of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, together in an amazing relationship the bridged the divide between those of pure blood and those with Muggle blood. But to them, blood didn't matter, it never had and it never would.


People would say that from the moment the two met they connected on a level that could never have been imagined. I saw they way they looked at each other on their first meeting aboard the Hogwarts Express. I was too young at the time to understand what the look that passed them was, but now I'm sure that it was love. I saw the same look pass between them as we crossed the lake and as we waited outside the doors of the Great Hall for the sorting ceremony. I also saw the look pass between them as Scorpius sat on the small stool as the Sorting Hat shouted out Slytherin – Rose didn't care, she simply smiled.


They were friends from the very first day, although no one else knew it. They hid their friendship from everyone, fearing the repercussions that their fellow house mates would inflict on them. Instead, they smiled at each other when no one was looking and studied together when ever they could. Their friendship grew and they both knew that there was no point denying it to the world any longer, they were in love and they wanted to scream it from the highest tower for all of Hogwarts and the Wizarding world to hear. To everyone who was still suffering the divide created by Voldemort. So Scorpius and Rose went to the senior ball together in fifth year and their relationship was cemented. There was surprise and there was some anger from their house mates, but both Rose and Scorpius shrugged it off, and eventually everyone realised that their love was real and only death could break it.


Rose and I grew up together and we were very close friends. Through Rose I met Scorpius and I found that he was nothing like the stereotypical Slytherin that I had imagined. Yes, he was overconfident and arrogant at times, but he was also kind and gentle and more in love with Rose than I could even contemplate. I must say that I am blessed to have known the pair and witness the bond that connected their hearts. I was also there to watch the fairy tale descend into tragedy. This is their story, a story of a painful event that brought to an end the love affair between the Prince of Slytherin and the Princess of Gryffindor.
 

* * *


“I'm pregnant!” Rose sobbed into her hands, leaning up against the bed in her college dorm room, her legs curled up to her chest.
 

Scorpius looked at her stunned, unsure of what to say or how he felt. The news was not exactly what he wanted to hear. They were merely freshman at college, they had all their dreams ahead of them and a child would destroy all of them. He was here on a Quidditch scholarship and had already been approached by teams wanting him to play for them, and Rose had her dreams of becoming a healer. None of which could be completed if they had to drop out of college because of a baby.
 

“Say something!” Rose yelled from across the room, nearly hysterical.
 

“I'm sorry, I'm just in shock,” Scorpius responded, looking at Rose's tearstained face and pained expression.
 

“You're shocked?” Rose cried, getting up from the ground. “How do you think I feel? I'm the one with a baby inside me. What are we going to do?” The desperation was clear in her voice. Rose clambered to her feet and walked on slightly wobbly legs across the room. Scorpius engulfed her sobbing frame into his arms and smothered her hair with his hand.
 

“First things first,” he said calmly. “Are you positive you're pregnant?”
 

“Yes,” Rose confirmed, “I'm late and I did every spell and took every potion there is. They all say the same thing.”
 

Scorpius gulped, he was hoping that it was a false alarm but it didn't seem that he would be that lucky. “We'll work through this,” he said, trying to console Rose as best he could. “We just need a good night’s sleep to calm ourselves so we can look at this logically.”
 

“What's there to think about?” Rose wailed, breaking away form Scorpius and starting to pace in front of the bed. “I'm pregnant, my life is over, I can't have a baby. What will our parents say? It was hard enough to get them to support our relationship. What do you think my father will say when I say I'm pregnant with your child at the age of eighteen? He will want to murder you!”
 

Scorpius looked at Rose who looked straight into his eyes with the determined look that always drew him in. She was a free spirit and determined in everything she did. She also had an amazing ability to put her own flare and personality into every endeavor. If you saw her grades and saw her in person, you would not connect the two. She had dark brown eyes, straight dark brown hair to just past her shoulders and she loved dark eye makeup and black clothes. But past the rock star frontage, she was affectionate and tender. Although she could not take criticism or advice, preferring to stick to her way of doing things just to show that she could. Scorpius knew though that he was just the same, he may be young but he thought he knew everything. He was definitely smart, but he was completely clueless when it came to real life. The consequences of his youth and his full hardy bravado had now surfaced and was showing him the full reality of his self-inflated untouchable attitude.


Scorpius had known from the moment he had met Rose in first year that he wanted to marry her, and his egotistical nature would never let him settle for anything else. As it turned out though, he didn't have to try and win her heart as they easily became friends. It took until fifth year for them to finally tell each other that they wanted more than friendship and neither one of them had looked back from that moment on. It had taken some time for their parents to come around to their relationship, but it was mainly her father that was proving the problem. His father and her mother could put past grudges behind them a little easier. While her dad had eventually consented to the relationship, both of them knew that it was with much reluctance and only due to a lot of convincing by Rose's mother.
 

“How far along are you?” Scorpius asked. If it was early on, they still had options.
 

“About six weeks, I think,” Rose answered in a slightly calmer voice although she continued to pace frantically across the room.
 

“What do you want to do then?” Scorpius questioned tentatively, unsure of what Rose would say. Her reaction said it all though, she had understood perfectly well what Scorpius was getting at and she stopped pacing instantly and shot Scorpius a look that would melt ice.
 

“What do you mean by that?” Rose hissed causing Scorpius to back away towards the wall.
 

“Well it's just...” Scorpius stuttered unsure of how to handle the fuming Rose that stood before him. “It's your body and your dreams that will be affected the most, I'm just saying...”
 

“You've said enough!” Rose screamed hysterically as tears once more cascaded down her cheeks. “How could you say that, I am not getting rid of our baby!”
 

“I didn't say I wanted to,” Scorpius said softly. He was tearing himself apart inside over the situation they had both put themselves into, but from society’s perspective, Rose would be the one who would be looked down on the most. She was the one who would have to carry and nurse the child. Her dreams of becoming a healer dashed.
 

“I want to be alone for a little while” Rose whispered softly, her mad hysteria disappearing to be replaced by despair and sorrow.
 

Scorpius nodded solemnly but he didn't leave. Instead he took Rose into his arms, holding her tightly as she shed a torrent of tears from her red, puffy eyes.
 

* * *
 

A week passed by and Rose and Scorpius did their best to pretend that nothing out of the ordinary was happening. But her blotchy eyes told a different story and the concern etched across Scorpius' face assured me that something had happened to destroy the happiness the two shared. I tried to get it out of Scorpius but he said nothing was wrong with them, only that Rose had heard some bad news from home and she was quite upset about it. Rose simply confirmed this story but failed to elaborate. No one knew how much their world was about to come crashing down.
 

* * *
 

Scorpius was sitting on his bed in his dorm room with a text book open on his lap. He was not studying, though, he could think of nothing but Rose and the baby and what the coming months and years were going to hold for them. Would he be able to finish college, how would they be able to support themselves, what would their parent say? There were far too many questions and there were definitely no answers. They would simply have to stick together and try the best they could to get through this darkness.
 

A gentle tap on the door brought Scorpius' attention back to the real world. He rolled off his bed to the door and opened it to see Rose standing there, her eyes surprisingly dry. He opened the door wide and let her come in where she started pacing slowly across the room, indicating to Scorpius that she had something on her mind that she needed to say.
 

“I'm going to drop out of college and get a job so we can start earning money for the baby,” Rose said quietly, keeping her head down to avoid eye contact.
 

Scorpius' jaw dropped at her announcement. “You can't do that,” he began, “you can still finish this semester. I will drop out, I'll get a job, I'll...”
 

“Don't be so stupid,” Rose interjected forcefully. “You have so much talent on the Quidditch pitch, it would be silly for you to drop out. We would be much better placed in the future if you stay in college and see your scholarship through.” She looked Scorpius straight in the eyes and he knew she was dead serious with her proposal.
 

Scorpius felt terrible about this suggestion. He hated the thought of Rose going out and working while he lived up the college life. He should be the one providing for her, not the other way around. “Are you sure this is what you want?” Scorpius asked, as gently as he could.
 

Rose looked at Scorpius quizzically, the faintest hint of anger blazing through her eyes. “Yes it is,” she replied strongly, “but I'm getting the distinct feeling that this is not what you want.”
 

“It's not exactly how I wanted things to turn out,” Scorpius admitted.
 

“And you think I did?” Rose shot back, the volume in her voice increasing with every word.
 

“No I just...” Scorpius stuttered, knowing that he was once again making a larger mess out of an already messy situation.
 

“Do you even want this baby?” Rose demanded, her eyes full of fury and burning a hole straight through Scorpius's heart. He didn't answer immediately and closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. The truthful answer was no, he didn't want this baby. But while he felt that way today, it didn't mean that he would feel that way tomorrow. He wanted a baby with Rose for sure, but now was hardly the time for them to start a family. A child was meant to bring a couple closer together, but this one was only tearing them apart and the rift was growing to the size of a chasm.
 

Scorpius opened his eyes again and saw that all of Rose's anger had gone and instead tears were falling from her eyes.


“You don't do you?” she sobbed, wiping tears off her checks.
 

“I...” Scorpius stammered, unable to lie to Rose.
 

“I thought so.” Rose pushed past Scorpius as she flew out the door.
 

“Rose, wait!” Scorpius yelled, running after her. Scorpius struggled to keep pace with her as she sprinted along in front of him, but slowly he was narrowing the gap.
 

“You've made yourself perfectly clear!” Scorpius heard Rose yell from up ahead. She turned to run down the stairwell and suddenly stopped, spinning around to face him and pointing an accusing finger in his direction. Scorpius stopped a few metres away, afraid of what Rose was capable of in her current state. “You would have me get rid of our baby, just so we go on with our lives. But it doesn't work that way!” Rose raged, her face red, her eyes puffy and soaked with tears.
 

“I don't want to get rid of the baby” Scorpius yelled back, trying to reason the hysteric Rose. “I'm just struggling right now to find a bright light on the horizon.”
 

“We're going to bring a child into this world Scorpius, what more do you need?” Rose asked with exasperation.
 

“I don't know,” Scorpius admitted. His feelings were so convoluted he didn't know how to begin unraveling them. He was sure though, that with Rose by his side, everything would eventually work its way back to harmony.
 

“Let me know when you do.” Rose turned to leave, taking her first step down the stairs which would take her back to her dorm. “In fact...” she began, swinging herself around to face him once more.
 

But she didn't get to finish her sentence. The next moment would be embedded in Scorpius' mind for the rest of his days. As she turned around, Rose lost her balance on the top step and Scorpius watched in slow motion as her body twisted and her face registered shock. He hardly had time to reach out to her, before she was toppling down the stairs to the landing below.
 

Scorpius flew down the stairs as fast as he possibly could and reached the still form of Rose who lay on the hard and cold landing below. Blood was starting to ooze from some cuts and grazes she had sustained forming small glistening red pools on the ground and her limbs were twisted at unnatural angles.
 

“Help me! Somebody help me!” Scorpius yelled at the top of his voice, as he knelt down beside Rose and checked her neck for a pulse, tears falling from his eyes, afraid that she may not be alive. With trembling fingers, Scorpius felt her neck, praying that he would find a faint beat that meant that she was still with him. The seconds ticked by and his anxiety grew as he pressed into her neck, then he found it, the soft pulsing that meant that her heart was still beating. Scorpius let out his breath in relief. It was faint but, it was there, even with his shaking fingers, he could feel that life was still pulsing in her veins.
 

“Help! Help” Scorpius yelled again with increasing urgency. Much to his relief, he heard footsteps pattering down the corridor and glimpsed other students rushing to his cries.
 

“She needs a healer!” Scorpius yelled up the stairs. “Now!”
 

Scorpius let the tears flow as he sat, sobbing on the cold stones, stroking Rose's hair and whispering ‘It will be ok, everything will be ok,' over and over as he tried to comfort himself as much as the unconscious Rose. A loud crack announced the arrival of the healers and Scorpius was moved aside as they began work on her. He felt hopeless as they worked as endless scenarios played through his head. He didn't want to hear what they were saying nor see what they were doing, preferring to keep the images and sounds out of his memory. Instead he sat curled in ball, his hands over his ears, his head on the floor and he cried a thousand tears, not just for Rose but also for their unborn child.
 

When they had done all they could on the cramped stairs, the healers moved Rose to the hospital wing where Scorpius had to endure an agonising wait as the healers tried to fix her broken body. He lost track of time and had cried all the tears that he possessed before the healer emerged and told him that Rose would be ok.
 

“She was pretty bad,” the healer admitted to Scorpius, “but we managed to fix all the broken bones and repair the internal injuries. It will take a little while, but in time she will make a full recovery.”
 

Scorpius felt like hugging the healer as relief surged through him. “When can I see her?” he asked.
 

“I'll take you to her now, although she is not yet awake” the healer replied, leading Scorpius down a labyrinth of corridors to the bed where Rose lay, bandaged and swollen. The healer left and Scorpius went and sat beside her. Rain pelted the windows and darkness hung heavy outside, spreading its sombre mood indoors. Scorpius took Rose's hand in his. It was cold and unmoving, so unlike the hands he was used to holding. He lifted it to his lips and kissed it gently. Feeling utterly exhausted, Scorpius lay his head and arms on the bed, her hand still cupped in his, and he fell into a restless slumber.
 

The next thing Scorpius was aware of was a gentle stroking of his hair and his mind unwillingly returned to the terrible events of the night before. The rain had passed by and the sun was well up in the sky. Scorpius sat up groggily and turned to face Rose who gave him a weak half hearted smile.
 

“Are you alright?” he asked, taking her hand in his, relieved at the amount of warmth that emanated from it.
 

“As well as can be expected,” she replied without much feeling as tears sprang to her eyes and her face screwed itself up in pain. “I've lost the baby,” Rose sobbed in a barely audible whisper, as the tears became a river down her cheeks. “The doctor told me while you were sleeping.”
 

Scorpius looked into Rose's deep brown eyes. Her grief was written all over her and she sobbed relentlessly as Scorpius looked on in a stunned silence. The news was a sudden blow that Scorpius was not expecting. Having a baby so young hadn't been in the plan but subconsciously he had already embraced the new life that Rose was carrying. Now, faced with the loss, Scorpius didn't know how to feel. He wanted to say relieved, but that wasn't true. He was distraught.
 

“Say something!” Rose screamed “Say something, anything, please. Don't just sit there staring at me. Our baby is dead and it's all our fault!” the remainder of Rose's words were drowned out by her gut wrenching cries of pain.
 

“Don't say that Rose,” Scorpius pleaded. “It was an accident, a terrible tragic accident that we couldn't have dreamt would happen.”
 

“If we weren't fighting I wouldn't have fallen” Rose argued. “If you hadn't suggested we get rid of the baby we wouldn't have killed her.”
 

“I didn't say that. I was only making sure that were happy with your decision” Scorpius shot back, not willing to put blame on himself or Rose for the tragedy.
 

“It's what you were implying,” Rose retorted, her grief rapidly being replaced with anger.
 

“I will not be held responsible for this. I didn't plan this, it is not what I wanted to happen!” Scorpius shouted as he stood up from beside the bed and turned away from Rose, running his hand through his hair as he tried to untangle his emotions.
 

“But you didn't want the baby either. Look at you, you aren't even crying. I bet you are glad this has happened” Rose accused, stabbing Scorpius straight through the heart.
 

“I'm in shock, Rose. Yesterday I had a fleeting glimpse at what it would feel like if you were dead and it was horrible, it was an emotion I never want to feel again.” Scorpius replied, his voice full of resentment at her accusation, “I have no more tears left Rose, I cried them all for you. I'm emotionally exhausted, I just need time to digest everything.”
 

“This is our child!” Rose screamed back, “Our child, for goodness sake! I hardly think a tear is unreasonable!”
 

“Just because I'm not crying now doesn't mean I'm not torn up inside.” Scorpius said, trying to justify his lack of tears to Rose. “I've only known about the child for a week. I've only marginally come to terms with it, and I'm not even close to falling in love with it.” Scorpius knew the moment the words left his lips, by the look on Rose's face, that he had said the wrong thing, and he braced himself for the onslaught that she was about to unleash.
 

“Well I had, you cold heartless bastard!” Rose shrieked, grabbing the glass of water on the nightstand beside her bed and throwing it with all her strength at Scorpius. He dodged it and the glass went flying past, smashing into pieces as it hit the hard hospital wall. “Get out Scorpius Malfoy. I never want to see you again! Ever!”


Scorpius looked at Rose in shock. He had never seen her like this before and he didn't know what to do. Should he comfort her or should he leave her like she requested. “Get out!” Rose shouted once more, reaching for the vase of flowers that sat on the night stand. Scorpius needed no further bidding and he turned on his heels and fled, feeling like a coward, as he heard the smashing of the vase and the hysterical crying of Rose behind him.
 

Scorpius ran from the hospital to the grassy square outside, collapsing against the closest tree. Suddenly, tears that Scorpius didn't know he had came spilling out of him and he cried relentlessly until he could cry no longer. Why? he asked the universe as a whole. Why did this have to happen to us. Scorpius looked around at the people milling about minding their own business, without a care in the world. Scorpius didn't know why he ever thought that he was wise. He had lived thinking that he was in control, but now he realised how quickly things could change. Their baby was dead and Scorpius was sure that his relationship with Rose was over. Things would never be the same again, and Scorpius felt himself dying a little inside. He was only a freshman at college, but his life felt like it was over.
 

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