Hey guys! I wrote this story a long time ago, I decided to pick it up again and I have began editing it. Hope you enjoy the new version!

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"Come on Rose, please?"

I groaned as I covered my head with my pillow.

"She tried." He insisted, leaning on the dark red wall of my bedroom. "Be a grown up and do the same, and if that's too difficult for you, just do it for me."

I lifted the pillow and looked in his direction. "She's mean Al, like Voldemort mean, really bitchy mean."

"Is that a yes?" He asked looking at me hopefully.

"I guess so." I answered, letting my head fall back on the soft cushion.

"Thanks Rosie! You're the best!" He said, sincerely happy, as he joined his hands together.

"When is the damn thing anyway?" I replied quite grumpy that Albus disturbed my sleep for this nonsense. Men just shouldn't do that to me. "And don't call me Rosie!"

"Next week. It took me a month to convince her to invite you, you two are the most stubborn girls I know."

As Albus finished his phrase, an unpleasant memory of his girlfriend replayed in my mind.

It was a cloudy Saturday morning, me, Albus and Jane were at a coffee shop in London. Shortly after we ordered Albus went to the bathroom, and Jane started to talk about her brother's wedding.

"Oh and We-Rose, you're invited." Jane said rather fast.

"I'm sorry?"

"You are invited to my brother's wedding."

Her brother? Barley knew him: a tall skinny muggle, that was all. We met on several occasions but I didn't exactly know what to talk about. What do muggles talk about? Soccer? How shitty life is without magic?

"Well, I'll think about it." Liar.

"You can bring someone, like a date." She added, pushing a strand of brown hair behind her ear and leaning closer to me."But of course this doesn't interest you, does it? Didn't your previous boyfriend cheat on you with your best friend?"

Remind me why Albus had to tell her that?

"Ex-best friend." I growled through my teeth, repressing the painful memory. I looked around praying that Al would save me from this uncomfortable discussion.

"I see." She said grinning, her hazel eyes sparkled, she was clearly satisfied."You aren't seeing someone, are you?"

We both knew the answer well, but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction; not this time.

"Actually, I am." When did I become such a badass liar?!

Her smirk didn't waver. "Well bring him." She said, it was obvious she didn't believe my lie. "We would all be so curious to meet him." Trust me, I' like to meet him too.

"If I come I will make sure that you talk to him in person." I responded emphasizing the 'if'.

What the bloody hell was I going to do now?

I don't exactly know why I chose him, maybe because he was the type Jane would've gone for or maybe it was because I knew he would accept. Either way, at eleven a.m., I was knocking on his front door.

He hadn't changed much from Hogwarts, he was still very attractive, with his platinum blonde hair, grey eyes and pale skin. But he was no longer a boy, this Scorpius was a twenty-four year old man and a very fit one.

"Rose Weasley." He said studying me. I had changed too, I had less freckles, I usually wore my red curls loose and I had a new set of clothes. We had been friends, well, sort of. We often fought so it was a strange relationship.

"How've you been doing, Scorpius?"

"Better now that you're here." He joked. "But what exactly are you here for?"

"Um, well, I need a little favour."

"Would you look at that, the famous Weasey asking me a favour. What an honor." He said sarcastcally.

"Ha ha, very funny."

"What kind of favour?"

"Well do you happen to be seeing anyone in this moment?"

"Look, it's nice that you want to ask me out but I'm not looking for anything serious right-" "I need you to be my fake boyfriend for a wedding." I blurted out awkwardly.

He raised his eyebrows.

"What a romantic invitation." He joked smirking and leaning on the doorway. "How much has it been since we last saw each other? Three, four years?" He asked.

"Nearly four." I replied.

"Why haven't I heard of you since?"

"I've been... busy."

"Oh right, that Jack guy?"

"Jake." I corrected him.

"So I'm guessing it didn't end well?"

"He cheated on me with Jess."

He looked slightly taken aback. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"What about you, still got millions of girls hanging around you?"

"Yup." He said popping the 'p' and smirking. "Can't say I mind it. Who needs a stable girlfriend if you can have plenty one night stands?"

"So, will you do it?"

"What?"

"Be my fake boyfriend for a wedding."

"I'll have to think about it."

"Come on!" I begged, opening my eyes wide. "Please."

"Don't do the puppy eyes on me! It won't work!"

"Just this one time." I continued.

"When is this thing?"

"Next week and it's a muggle wedding."

"A muggle wedding?! As in they are all muggles?"

"Well not all of them... Albus will be there."

"What will I get in return?"

"What did I get in return when I let you and Al copy my homework?"

"I know nothing about muggles." He sighed.

"The things I do for you." He said sarcastically.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" I exclaimed as I hugged him tightly.

"So, I will send you all the information for owl, okay?"

He nodded.

"Seriously, you are a life saviour."

"That's what I do." He said smirking.

We said good bye and I apparated back home feeling truly relived.

After taking a shower, I stared at the light blue dress that me, Faye and Lily had bought that morning, it was cute and as Lily and Faye repeated a billion times, I looked good in it.

I wandered around the small house, it felt so empty. I sat on the couch in the living room. Me and Jessica had moved in together when we were twenty, at that time I had just started dating Jake.

We would go dancing on Saturday night, have fun, get drunk. I had a perfect boyfriend and I lived with my best friend. Life was amazing.

Until it wasn't anymore.

It was May the seventh, a Saturday night, we had gone to a pub and returned to our homes. Jessica wasn't home, but I wasn't worried, she often spent the night out. I changed in a sexy low cut dress, just to turn things on. I arrived at Jake's appartement around two a.m., I didn't knock, the door was unlocked.

I walked through the untidy living room and I gently opened Jake's room.

They were both completely naked, glistening with sweat and kissing very passionately, Jess giggled. She tilted her head back as he carrassed her breastes. Her gaze turned towards me, her eyes met mine. It all happened so fast.

She covered herself and started talking rapidly, but I wasn't listening. Jake got dressed, he started talking too. I was standing still, my mind somewhere else.

It all made sense. All their excuses, their funny looks. I was so stupid not to have noticed back then.

They were still talking when I silently exited the door. They followed me out. I apparated home and sat down on the floor.

I heard someone coming, I didn't have to turn around, I already knew who it was.

"W-Why?" My voice trembled.

She sat in front of me looking so small.

"It wasn't to hurt you, you..." She paused. "You know that right?"

Suddenly I was crying, I felt so broken and terribly lost, I was betrayed from the persons I loved the most.

"Forgive me." Jess whispered.

Her hand was on mine, and her eyes were examining my face. Seeing her so fragile, so geniuenly sad made me want to hug her and be hugged. It lasted a second.

I stopped crying, whipped my tears with my sleeve, I stood up and watched as she did the same.

"Leave." The word was barely audible.

"Rose I-"

"Leave." I repeated this time louder.

"You don-"

"LEAVE!" I was yelling, furiously pointing to the door.

"LEAVE!" I shouted, stomping to her room. I threw all her clothes around the living room, she was standing there, staring at me, silent tears pouring out of her eyes.

I broke all of her pictures, threw all the books on the floor, teared their pages. I threw the chair out of the window, breaking its glass. I cried and sobbed and yelled. Till exhausted, I must've fallen asleep, because the next morning I was lying there, on the messy floor, with cuts on my hands.

When I finally entered the living room, Jess was no longer there, instead there was a note left on the kitchen table.

'I understand that you are mad, you have every right to be. I hope that one day you will forgive me. What I did was terribly wrong, but I love him too. Jess.'

I burned that note immediately.

Soo... leave a review to tell me what you think. I'm still very young so please tell me if there are some parts that I can improve. And sorry if you find some grammar mistakes, I do my best. I actually didn't plan this last part, it was supposed to be a humor-romance one-shot but I really love letting my self go when I write, should I not do that? Do you always know every detail of what will happen next?

Thanks for reading!