a/n 1. okay, first off, these drabbles are severely out of sequence. non-linear, that's the word. anyway, yeah, these drabbles are non-linear and this also links into a rosejace oneshot that i haven't uploaded because i'm an awful person. oops.
also, yes, it's meant to be a scorrosetony triangle, but i actually couldn't help the jace bit. it has been worked into my canon so much that i couldn't bear to leave him out. yes, i am a pathetic person.
scorpiusrosetony / "frankly, my dear, i don't give a damn." (credit to GONE WITH THE WIND)
It starts after they find her in the Department of Mysteries, aged fifteen.
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She tells them all about her adventure in New York, with Jace and Izzy and Alec and wonderful Magnus, but they simply look at her with pity and mutter about brain trauma.
In fact, there are only ten people in the world that she's sure believe her, and she's related to eight of them.
Everyone else talks about how she's too old to be believing in this magical nonsense about other worlds and the children of angels and it makes her want to laugh and cry at the same time, because they're wizards and they're honestly telling her that she's too old to believe in magic?
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School's hell and she celebrates her graduation with a bottle of whiskey and Scorpius Malfoy. He kisses her and makes her laugh and he's everything she ever wanted except it's a bit too late now because a part of her already belongs to the boy they call Jace Wayland.
It isn't until a year later when she's sitting in the exact same spot sipping a different bottle of someone else's poison that she realises that Scorpius Malfoy owns a part of her too.
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It's an awfully mundane week when she decides to try find Jace again, and she blames the idea on the word 'mundane'. He stopped calling her that pretty soon after she hexed him for the first time, but it still rings in her mind with her other memories of him, like his laugh and his hair and his godforsaken arrogance.
She hasn't seen Scorpius for a week and a half and Lucy's still comatose from Louis' attempt at spell-making and Al's trying to woo back Cassie and James is probably drunk in a bar somewhere and Molly's in Egypt and Vic's in Romania and Dom's with Lily in Paris and there's really nothing left to stay for.
The Department of Mysteries is colder than she remembers, but so is she. The room is exactly how she remembers it, except dustier. Then again, the last time she was in here, it was crowded by authorities that were fighting amongst themselves over who got to claim credit for finding the daughter of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. With that much frivolity, it was hard to notice things such as dust.
It's the fact that she notices the presence of the dust more than anything that tells her that she's lonely.
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She falls from the sky and somehow manages to land on an extremely oversized foam mattress that is sitting on top of a tower.
Looking up, she recognises a slack-jawed man from the Muggle movies that Al would obsessively watch when he was younger.
"Hullo, Mr. Stark," she greets cheerfully, clambering off of the mattress and going to shake his hand. "I'm Rose."
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A year later, Tony Stark rages at the world as one of Loki's portals claims (his) Rose.
Waking up in St. Mungo's, she finds herself sad and confused and oh Merlin, there's another part of her gone to a man that she'll probably never see again.
She lies in her hospital bed, wondering what she did to deserve such a karmic retribution. She's in so much pain, and yet, she's luckier than she'd ever imagined she could be; she's loved, and been loved, in three worlds. They'll always have a part of her, and she'll never truly belong anywhere ever again, but she's loved and been loved and that's more than she'd ever dreamed of.
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"They found Rose Weasley," Shiloh Smith says to Scorpius in a tone that's desperate to be casual but falling short of the mark.
He pauses for a second, and looks at her, his grey eyes as unreadable to her as ever. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn."
They both pretend that he's not lying.
a/n 2. i don't know what i'm thinking, uploading this - hell, don't even know what i was thinking writing it - but whatever, whatever, i do what i want.
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