If I owned Harry Potter I'd be rich, happy, and amazingly clever.

Unfortunately one can only dream.

One woman who does not have to dream is one JK Rowling who owns all things that you recognize.

Anything that seems remotely new is mine.

Read and edited on 14/08/14 PS, I am a Teen Mother, my eldest son is 7, my girl is 4 my youngest son is 2 and I have one on the way.

Summary: Rose Genevra Jean Weasley and Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy have no past which just happens to be a pretty eventful past. Whether it be Rose's insistance that they have nothing to do with each other or Scorpius' nagging and hating, no one would have thought that they'd end up having a kid together. And when Rose tries to deal with the fact that she'd be a single mother and Scorpius decides that he's not evil enough not to have anything to do with it, what happens? When you throw a certain male Potter is the mix do you get a surrogate father? it doesn't help when Madam Pomfrey wants to shove her wand up Rose's you-know-what and her father finds being linked to death-eaters hilarity at its finest! And it also doesn't help when people keep having secret meetings in the girls lavatory.

Prologue

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

Fuck.

What did I do? What the hell did I do?

This cannot be happening.

This is one of those things when James and Lucy will come out from behind the drapes of the bed and shout "Got ya!" then I'll yell and scream at them, they'll tell me to lighten up then we'll all venture right down to the Grand Hall happy as fucking Larry and joke about it next year.

Yes of course.

I scan the Gryffindor boys dormitory, nope, no one in sight.

Not even a damn mouse in the corner to blame. All I wanted was a damn mouse, scurrying in the corner.

Could I not even have that?

I'll blame that butterfly I just saw out the window; excellent.

No, I can't blame the butterfly, that's what mum calls "shifting the blame"

This is all me.

And well, someone else obviously.

I'm growing faint, I need some air!

Some Firewhiskey maybe?

A knife to kill myself?

I drop onto the floor, I'm sitting James' dirty washing but I'm too fucked to care.

I flashback to the night, the night it happened.

"Come on Rosebud! You have to come, imagine me there on my own!" cried Albus, I was always a sucker for that boy, we did everything together and whenever we weren't together he made me feel bad, "they'd skin me alive fo' sho'!"

"Al, come on, I've only got three days to spend here with my mum and dad; you should be at home with yours too!" I argued. I didn't want to get off my comfy couch, I didn't want to leave my comfy home, I sure as hell didn't want to go out.

He bent down on the couch, straddled me and shook my shoulders, "Woman! In three days it's going to be September First, you're going to be chained to your desk again, you're going to be bloody studying all day every day! This is the last chance to go out Rose!" he said. I didn't look up, the shame of me being a hermit all holidays eating away at me. This boy is all up in my face, harassing me.

"First things, Albus, get out of my personal space," He stepped off me, "Thank you, and second, I'm not even good friends with Scorpius!"

I am friends with him, to an extent, the extent being that Scorpius and Albus are best friends, Albus and I are best friends and Harley Xavier and I were best friends so we were a group.

"Bullshit!" he said, "You and Scorp are mates!" I nodded. "Yeah but I didn't think we were close enough for me to go to his party! We're a foursome, you, Scorp, Harley and I but he's on the opposite side to me, if we were standing in a line of friendship, he'd be on one end and I'll be on the other!" I said.

He shook his head, his hair flew in all directions and it really made me want to attack it with a brush, "Ok, don't ever say foursome again! Come on Rose, you can bring Harley!" he said as a bribe. I thought about this.

"You want me to bring her though! I know you do," I could see through his scheme, he had a mega crush on Harley, I could tell.

"Bullshit! I thought it'd be nice if you had her there. And besides, Storm's going to be there…" Another bribe.

He also knew that I had to go if Storm was going, "Storm who?" I asked. Smooth Rose, real fucking smooth.

"How many Storm's do you know?" he asked but I just shrugged, "Storm Zabini you dick! Lorcan and Lysander are going too, you know you're at the bottom of the chain if the Scamander's are there and you're not" He said to me, yet again shaking that Afrocentric hair of his.

"Oh, him!" I said like an idiot.

He sighed, "I didn't want to have to do this, but I will tell James that you're being unsociable and I'll tell Teddy that you haven't left the house since you've been here!" says Albus, oh hell no.

"You wouldn't!" I say, "You're a fucking cheat you know!" I say through my teeth he grins.

"I might be, but it fucking works a treat doesn't it"

I read the letter I had just received that morning from Scorpius inviting me to his party, no one knew I was even invited, I wanted to ignore the invitation, but by the looks of things, I couldn't ignore it.

Weasley.

You know I wouldn't be writing to you if I had a choice, but alas, I have no choice and I'm writing to you.

Come to the party.

Not because I want you there but for old time's sakes.

Name one time you haven't been to my party.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Scorp.

Needless to say I turned up at Malfoy Manor and I hated it.

"Here have another" I heard, the music was loud, the voices were all blurring into one, and I spilt a shot of Firewhiskey down my top.

I was drunk.

I could see Ashley Parkinson-Krum and her equally bitchy sister, Serena. Serena cried all over Reign Zabini "You lying git! You're only here to get with Lesath!" she spat. But he ignored her and walked away.

Her sister looked just as happy as she did; she had a sour look on her face as she sat with Malfoy, what a happy looking couple. I walked over to them, Malfoy smiled at me, a sort of smile that genuinely looked happy, "Rosebud, good to see you mate" He said he was drunk too.

"Yeah, make do with the mud blood, she's sure to be better than me!" Ashley said angrily, he took a quick look at her as she walked away.

"Fuck her and her psycho antics" he said to me and told me to sit down, I wasn't going to be the one to deny a seat next to Malfoy.

Apart from the fact I missed the chair all together and landed flat on my arse.

"I'll take you to bed" said an equally drunk Albus. We stumbled upstairs to a creepy looking hallway.

"This must be where Mr and Mrs Malfoy made young Scorpy!" said Albus, "Al, that's a fucked thing to say" I laughed back.

Albus collapsed on the floor, "Wake me in the morning Rosebud!" he said in a whisper.

I managed to get into a bed, I don't know whose, I don't know where but it was a bed, and it felt like the best bed ever.

I drifted off; my throbbing head was beating slower than it was before and the room was no longer spinning.

"This is my bed," said a voice, a familiar voice but because my head was throbbing I couldn't place it at the time.

"Fuck off" I threw my hand out to shoo them away but the person lifted the blanket and hopped in, "Just jump in the damn bed!" I say.

The person grabbed my shoulder and squeezed it twice, it was Scorpius; he always does that to me to show that it's him. I turn around and hug him.

"You're the best, Rose," he whispered, his lips so close to mine, "You never judge me, you don't call me a slimy Malfoy, you deserve a kiss"

And that's all I can remember, well really, I remember a little bit more.

I remember James crying because he thinks Freesia Longbottom doesn't know he exists.

"She can't even see me! She walks straight past me!" he whimpered on my shoulder.

The poor girl just wanted another drink! She'd been talking to him for two hours straight!

I remember Albus stripping in Lucius Malfoy's dining suite.

"Yeah, you've never seen abs as great as these have you!" he screamed at anyone who's listening, one person I know that did listen was Harley.

I remember the next morning Malfoy wasn't even in the bed I woke up in, Albus was however on the floor next to me. I gapped it as soon as I woke up, I didn't even wake Al up; I just left. I felt like a Scarlet woman to put it damned lightly.

I look at the five little sticks I got from the Muggle shop; I had to get five tests because I've heard how unreliable the Muggle tests are, not to mention how unhygienic!

They all said positive.

And to top it off, the Wizarding one I got also said positive. I roll the miniature crystal ball in my hand again and tap it with my wand.

YOU'RE HAVING A BABY! Appears again and makes me feel sick.

Oh wait, no, it being the mid-morning is making me sick. I dive for the toilet and throw up.

Great way to start the day!

I tap the magic test again YOU'RE HAVING A BABY! Appears again, and with every tap I make it appears again.

And again

They're all positive.

But I guess they could all be wrong, right?

Right!

Righto then, that's sorted, I'd just have to go visit Madam Pomfrey.

I'd have to ask her why I keep throwing up, I'd have to tell James and Lucy to stop breaking up Puking Pastels and putting them in my food. I'm assuming that's why I'm throwing up.

Of course!

I start hyperventilating again; I lie down on the floor, trying to help my breathing, inhaling and exhaling and all that crap. I need to learn some proper breathing methods.

Why?

Because I'm stupid that's why.

It was only one time; I'd never ever, never used protection before!

I'd had sex all of six times and with three people, Darren Flint, Dion Wood, and now Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

It's not some cliché thing where I lose my virginity one night, I'm inexperienced and then I get pregnant to a guy that I actually love but he doesn't know it.

I have in fact had sex, with more than one guy, I did not randomly fall pregnant, unfortunately I knew we had no protection charms on, and I wasn't on the potion because I didn't need to be, and I am in no way in love with the guy.

I'm Rose Genevra Jean Weasley; I've got a Mum, a Dad and a younger brother.

I'm prefect I'm top in all my subjects I'm beater for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

I have friends, a life, all these things!

I've also made a very big mistake with my friend.

So help me now.

What will happen with school? I couldn't exactly go "Oh, this is my child, here Professor, you look after it while I just finish this essay, then after that we'll all go to the Great Hall for dinner; sounds good doesn't it Professor!"

I'd only ever had unprotected sex once!

But the one time, with Scorpius Malfoy, turns into possible baby scare.

Shit.

Double shit!

Malfoy,

It's going to be a Malfoy.

And if someone wasn't trying to barge into the boys dorm right now, that thought about the baby being a Malfoy would have scared me right down to hell.

Hell at the moment doesn't seem so far away anymore.