Amortentia (a Scorose Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty

"Rose Granger-Weasley!" The voice of Ronald-Weasley-gone-mad bellowed from the mouth of the envelope. "You better have something to say for yourself, young lady! A Malfoy?! I hope you have some sort of explanation for this! I'm in the right mind to come up to that school and hex you and that boy until you can't do anything but beg for mercy! What has come over you? And to think I had to hear it from Albus rather than my own daughter—my own flesh and blood! This better be some sort of sick, twisted joke or I swear on Merlin's baggy y-fronts I'll—"

The rest of the howler was too rude for the ears it was meeting in the Great Hall and Rose found great satisfaction in watching it scrunch itself up and fall to the table once it finished screaming at her.

People were giggling at her misfortune as Rose stared dumbfounded at the balled-up envelope. She couldn't believe her father had done that—well, actually, she could believe it. It was just like Ron to make a fool out of himself and Rose for the sake of his pride.

Lily cleared her throat. "Incoming," she spoke under her breath.

Rose looked up. Albus was heading her way, a smug look on his face. Rose's eyes narrowed.

"You little weasel!" She seethed, leaping from her seat and marching to meet her cousin. "You couldn't just keep your mouth shut, could you?"

"I thought your father should know who you've spending your time with," he replied calmly. This Albus was completely different from the Albus who had raged at her the previous night. This Albus was confident, cocky and smug. He knew what he had done. He knew what it meant to Rose.

"It should have come from me!" Rose shouted, placing her hands on his chest and shoving him. "Not you! It shouldn't have been done out of spite, Albus! I can't believe you would do this to me!"

Albus shoved her back, that now-familiar look of thunder washing over him. "All I did was tell him the truth, something you should have done a long time ago!"

"It wasn't yours to tell." Rose glared into Albus' eyes, face inches from his.

"Like hell it wasn't!" Albus exclaimed. "It has something to do with my family, therefore it has something to do with me!"

"It does not have anything to do with the family whatsoever! It's my relationship, my business! No one else's!" She pushed him again, wanting him out of her face. "I can't believe you would stoop so low."

Lily hurried to step between the two of them, placing a hand on Albus' chest. She was attempting to get him away from Rose—or Rose away from him. "Rose, please calm down. You're right, but you're too angry right now."

In the back of her mind, she knew Lily was right. But Rose was blinded by rage. How could Albus have been so angry to betray Rose like that?

"Shut up, Lily!" Albus snapped. "She's a liar!"

"You are such a brat!" Rose screamed and her hand dove into her pocket. She brandished her wand at him. "Are you really so pathetic to still be angry about all this? It's been nearly two weeks, Albus! Get over it!"

Albus glared at her. "Fuck you, Rose!" He stared at her wand. "Go on, do it. Hex me! I dare you!"

"Miss Weasley!" Professor McGonagall trilled from the teacher's table. "Mr Potter!"

Rose barely registered the Headmistress's voice. She continued to glare at Albus, pointing her wand right between his nose. "I'll make you eat slugs, Albus! Don't think I won—"