Disclaimer: I'm so not as awesome as JK Rowling. The play is over and I'm free to write. Did anyone here see Twilight? I loved it. Who thought that it was a bit ironic that the Half-Blood Prince trailer was in it?
I woke up the next morning hoping that the day before had all been a dream. Scorpius had not come to see me. It was just too ironic that he just showed up on my doorstep hoping that I would take him back the day after I got engaged. It seemed completely and utterly improbable.
Unfortunately for me, when my head was clear of the last bits of sleep, I knew that it was obviously not a dream and I was probably in some hot water with Albus.
I realized that Scorpius was the reason that my cousin and best friend had been less than thrilled with the fact that I was engaged to an international Quidditch player (though my dad pretended that he was a little angry about it when we started dating. It was something about Mum once dating Viktor Krum. Whatever).
Still, I couldn't let that ruin my day.
It was my first day on the job as a real healer at St. Mungo's, and everyone there was congratulating me. No one could do better than Dylan Saunders, or so they said.
It was funny. Everyone talks about the post-engagement buzz, but I just wasn't feeling it. Something felt… wrong. Strange.
But I realized what it had to be.
It was Scorpius of course.
I was in shock that he had suddenly reappeared in my life. Why couldn't he have stayed far away?
I had to push him to the back of my mind. He didn't mean anything to me anymore. Or, he wasn't supposed to, at least.
UGH! Why did this have to happen to me?
I met up with Dylan after work.
"Hey," he smiled at me.
I love Dylan now, I told myself as I looked upon his gorgeous face.
But for some reason, I couldn't help noticing that he had the same ice-blue eyes as Scorpius did.
No, Rose! Stop thinking about things like that. You're engaged for Merlin's sake! I forced the observation back.
"So, I think that we should start planning," he said.
"Oh, the wedding, right," I said in a daze.
By the end of the night, we had discussed venues and dates and honeymoon spots. Of course, no place would keep out Dylan Saunders and his future wife.
When I went home, Eleanor had told me that my cousin had used the floo and wanted to talk to me. She informed him that I was out, and I would talk to him later.
"He sounded pretty urgent," she said.
I rushed to the fireplace.
"Hey, Al, what's up?" I asked when I saw his face.
"What did you say to Scorpius?" He asked bluntly.
"Yeah, he looked pretty beat up yesterday and he told me he'd gone to talk to you," he sounded pretty angry about this.
"It's his own fault that he didn't look at the Prophet that morning," I said curtly.
"He still loves you, you know," he informed me.
"We'll, I wasn't the one who never returned his owls." I was pretty pissed off at this point.
"Just, he asked me to tell you to think these things over," He said, "and that he's living in a flat above the Leaky Cauldron if you ever want to speak to him again."
"Fine, whatever," I said. "I need to get some sleep. Goodnight, Al."
"Goodnight, Rose," he said, and then the fire was extinguished.
"So he came back, huh?" Eleanor asked. I jumped. I didn't know that she was standing right behind me.
"You shouldn't eavesdrop," I muttered darkly.
"I run the Ask Ellie column," she said. "It's my job to listen to people's problems.
"Well, he came back a little too late," I mumbled. "It didn't do him any good. I'm getting married this August and there's nothing he can do about it."
"You decided on a date?" Ellie practically squealed.
"Yep, and we're looking at some really fancy places," I tried to share in her excitement, but it was a half-hearted effort.
"Well, we should probably get to bed, it's late," she said.
I nodded and went to my bedroom.
Five Months Later
It was a month until my wedding and everyone was in a rush to get the last minute things done. The venue, caterer and band were all booked. I had a dress ready and the flowers were to be delivered the day before the wedding so that they were fresh.
And yet, though everything was literally taken care of for me and I was being waited on hand and foot, everything felt… wrong. Something was missing, and I couldn't then tell exactly what it was. If only I hadn't been so naïve before.
I thought maybe it was because it seemed like everything was going so fast, and I convinced myself that it must be the reason and that I shouldn't fret. I was going to get married to a man that anyone would have dreamed of marrying.
So, I convinced myself that this was really what I wanted, though I wasn't really sure myself.
One Month Later
I woke up that morning and I felt… empty. I had heard about girls jumping out of their beds in excitement. I had witnessed it myself, but I didn't feel it.
I just convinced myself that it was nerves. It was my wedding day for goodness sakes. I thought that I would just have to wake up a little more and then the excitement would come.
But even as I was getting dressed, it didn't.
Sure, I put on a smile for my friends and family who were showering me with congratulations while they did my makeup and hair, but I felt that something was missing once again. What was wrong with me? I was finally getting married to the man I loved.
Or was I?
The thought struck me like I was getting hit over the head with a beater's club as I was right outside the doors that were going to open in five minutes. My father was on my arm, he was smiling brightly as he looked at me in my beautiful white gown.
I realized that I didn't want to marry Dylan at all.
"Dad, will you excuse me? I need to go check my hair," I said.
"Hurry back," he said. "We have to go in soon.
I turned the corner that not only led to the washrooms, but the front entrance, too.
As soon as I was out the door, I apparated straight to London; to the Leaky Cauldron.
I was greeted with shocked faces as Tom directed me to the room I wanted to go to.
I knocked on the door and waited for him to open it.
"Rose?" Scorpius' voice was a shocked as mine had been six months before.
"I didn't marry him," I said. "But it wasn't because I missed you. He wanted to retire Quidditch and go live in Australia. I always thought it was too hot. I liked England, and I want to stay here, but it's not because of you-"
I was cut off by him grabbing and kissing me.
"Rose," he said; his voice full of love. "I promise that I will love you everyday, and when I can gain your trust back, we will get married, ok? You deserve your happily ever after, Rose."
I smiled through my tears and only nodded.
It was that day that I had an epiphany.
I don't know if there is such a thing as destiny or if our life can only go the way it does when we make certain decisions, but I realized on that day that no matter how far I made myself from him, all the roads led to Scorpius, and no one can change that.
In time, my family came to forgive me, though Dylan never spoke to me again. Everything could matter less, as long as I had him by my side. He was my soul mate. He was my true other half.
He gave me my happily ever after.