This is a fanfiction I read that made me cry. I replaced Hugo with Fred and Roxanne with Emma and the story turned to something in my role-play and it was beautifully tragically sad.
Listen to this as we read along:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiRa_DwalQc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1tVk-QlBKs&feature=related
Lorcan wait!
What is it Scorpius?
I-I love you!
You, what?
I love you Lorcan!
….
“Lorcan, can I tell you something?” Scorpius stuttered as he looked at his best mate. He thought to himself, If I tell anyone, it’ll be my only close friend. He’ll understand.
“Sure. What’s up?” Lorcan’s curious blue eyes shot through Scorpius’ anxiety. He smiled, but his eyes shot concern as well as curiosity.
“I’m, I think I’m gay!” Scorpius spoke almost too fast and frantic for Lorcan to understand. When he did process it, his eyes softened and his smile waned.
“I know love. I know.” Lorcan pulled him into his arms. Scorpius held on, scared and comforted and confused all at once. The sudden rush of conflicting emotions filled his veins and eyes, causing his pulse to increase and his eyes to water. The only person he knew would accept him was holding him closer than he’d ever been to anyone, emotionally. “And it won’t change a thing.”
Lorcan ran into the Hospital Wing faster than he’d ever needed to run. With no courtesy, he burst through the doors and ran to the bed Scorpius lay. He instinctively grabbed his hand and sat beside the bed.
“What happened?” Lorcan frantically asked, whispering. Scorpius managed to escape a brutal attack with three broken ribs, a fractured leg, and a dislocated arm. Instead of responding, Scorpius looked into Lorcan’s eyes with tears. “They did this to you, didn’t they?” Scorpius slightly nodded and Lorcan’s eyes grew cold. “How could they? Just to you.” Scorpius’ glance was enough to calm Lorcan down. He stroked Scorpius’ hair and sighed. Scorpius didn’t want Lorcan to do anything about it. He didn’t want Lorcan to put himself in danger; Lorcan was gay too and the bullies left him alone because they didn’t want to deal with his boyfriend. Hugo would kill anyone who hurt his Lorcan.
When Scorpius drifted to sleep, Lorcan was still sitting beside him. Scorpius was half asleep when Lorcan stood up and kissed his head and whispered “Goodnight love” and left.
The dorm door slammed shut. Lorcan watched Draco storm away, Astoria trailing behind. Suddenly, Lorcan grew concerned. He ran down the hall and slammed his fist into the wood next to the door. “Scorpius!” he yelled. Draco turned back to see him and glared, before leaving.
The door finally let Lorcan in. Lorcan ran in to see Scorpius laying in the middle of the common room. Lorcan ran and fell to his side. Singular tear after tear streamed from both of their eyes. A bruise was forming from where knuckles hit bone. Lorcan held him hand and cried with him. Lorcan pulled him up and embraced Scorpius, who trembled in his arms.
Scorpius and Lorcan sat outside the Great Hall, playing a card game Scorpius learned over the break.
“How was your break? I know how much you hated it.” Lorcan asked.
“It was as if hell had a prison.” Scorpius managed to laugh. “Lovie with was horrible.”
Lorcan laughed. “I wish I was home this break. Otherwise you could have stayed with us. I know your pa hates me, but he respects my papa.”
“Where were you?” Scorpius asked. “I phoned your cell, but all I got was static.”
“I was with Hugo the whole time. He wanted me to meet his parents.” Lorcan blushed. Scorpius didn’t. He was bothered, but he didn’t show it.
Instead, he laughed. “Gettin’ cozy with him eh? Don’t tell me, you two are getting really serious right?”
Lorcan shrugged. “I don’t know.” Scorpius knew he just said that because Hugo hated Scorpius for being to close to Lorcan. Scorpius knew they were serious, and for some reason, his chest hurt.
Scorpius sat in his dorm, thinking about tomorrow. His best mate was getting married. His best mate, the one he loved. The one he loved with a passion he’d never felt before. Something, we thought he could only dream of. With Rose and Roxanne, he thought he felt real love. But this was so different. He felt himself becoming someone else when Lorcan was around him; sweet, sentimental, caring. He felt his heart escape him whenever Lorcan spoke or looked at him. This wasn’t like when he was with the girls when he thought he was in love. This was love. He loved him. And he was getting married. The next day…
”Lorcan wait!” Scorpius ran up to him. Those blue eyes shot through him again, only this time with a different reason. He looked perfect, Scorpius could have cried.
”What is it Scorpius?” Lorcan asked, filled with concern.
”I-I love you!” Scorpius blurted out. He couldn’t help it. The moment was as good as any in his eyes.
”You, what?” Lorcan was surprised. He remembered the times he shared with Scorpius, before Hugo. How he felt something special for him. How he loved him. But things were different now. Lorcan loved Hugo more than anyone else in the world.
Suddenly, Scorpius was confident. The look of shock gave him so much courage. “I love you Lorcan!” he yelled out again. His confidence wasn’t shaken by Lorcan’s silence. Scorpius breathed in and looked into Lorcan’s eyes, causing him to blush. Without any resistance, Scorpius reached out and pulled Lorcan into a kiss.
For a second, Lorcan wanted to push him away. But instead, he kissed back a bit. He couldn’t get behind the idea that his best friend had fallen in love with him.
Scorpius pulled away and looked back into his eyes. “If this didn’t change your mind, by all means get married. But, if I plucked a string, please, tell me you love me too.” His eyes grew fogged with tears. “Please.” He held Lorcan’s shoulders as if they were what was keeping him from falling to the ground.
“You know I love you Scorpius.” Lorcan said, embracing Scorpius, his vision a little cloudy as well. “Don’t, don’t love me. It’ll just make it sting.” Lorcan’s words hit Scorpius like a brick. Scorpius nuzzled into Lorcan’s shoulder and shuttered as Lorcan kissed his head.
“I will always love you Lorcan.” Scorpius sighed before pulling away.
The ceremony was beautiful, even Scorpius thought so. But he was too heavy with sorrow to notice. The kiss, the dancing, the food. All he could remember was seeing Lorcan smile. That’s all he needed.
Scorpius sat alone, watching the fire crackle in his fireplace. I know love. I know., he thought, And it won’t change a thing. “But it has, my lovie. It’s changed everything.” he sighed, letting a teardrop fall. He decided, it would be the last one he shed for Lorcan, he always knew Lorcan loved him, just, the way one would only dream of being loved. Deeper than any passionate or romantic love. But the most natural, nurturing love he would ever feel.
