Now That Your Rose Is In Bloom

Chapter 92

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"Ron Weasley?"

Rose kept her gaze on Scorpius. "Yes, I want to know all about Ron Weasley."

Scorpius whistled. "I can see why you wouldn't want to ask your parents about him."

"Indeed," Rose replied.

Scorpius glanced over at the chair across the room.

"I know my parents do not want to talk about him, and for good reason. I need someone to answer the questions I have about him though," Rose continued. "I need to speak with you about it."

Scorpius pointed to his chest. "Me?"

Rose frowned. "Is there anyone else in the room."

"I mean, uh, I guess not."

"Then please, tell me everything you know about Ron Weasley."

Scorpius sighed. "I honestly do not know what to tell you."

"I am sure there is too much to say, especially given his complex relationship with our families," Rose replied.

"He has next to no history with me whatsoever. I doubt he would recognize me if we met on the street."

"Perhaps you have not had much contact with him, but you must know something my parents will not tell me, or something I have not read about."

"You've been reading about him?"

Rose folded her hands. "How else was I supposed information on him? Mum and Dad have said little about him, and I do not want someone to come to them and tell them I have been asking questions about him. The library seemed to be the most logical place to start."

"I suppose I shouldn't have expected you to do anything else," Scorpius admitted.

"How could I not research him? He is half of who I am," Rose began.

"No, Uncle Severus is half of who you are."

"That's not what the DNA spell says."

"Who cares what the DNA spell says?"

"I do!"

Scorpius closed his mouth.

"I know this is difficult to understand; I am not sure I fully comprehend my own actions. Still, I need to know about Ronald Weasley. If I learn about him, then I can learn everything I need to know about myself," Rose replied.

Scorpius shook his head. "The only thing you need to know about yourself is that Severus Snape raised you, and for the most part you behave exactly like him."

"Still, I do not look like him."

"Who cares? He certainly doesn't."

"I know, but I need to know exactly who I am, no matter how unpleasant the truth is."

"It's unpleasant anyway," Scorpius muttered.

"Please," Rose pleaded. "Please help me discover who I am. Help me discover the parts Mum and Dad want to suppress."

Scorpius took a deep breath. "I fear I will be of little use. As I've stated, I have had little contact with Ron."

"Is he merely Ron to you?" Rose asked.

"Yes," Scorpius answered. "Mum and Dad have stated on numerous occasions that he has done nothing to deserve the designation of uncle. The more I learn of him, the more I am inclined to agree."

"Have you only heard of him, or have you seen him as well?" Rose asked.

Scorpius swallowed. "I have only seen Ron once, and it was entirely on accident."

Rose hummed.

"I was nine when I saw him," Scorpius answered. "I was walking by the fireplace and it erupted. I peeked inside and saw Ron."

"Did he say anything to you?" Rose asked.

Scorpius shrugged. "I guess he said hi and we made small talk. Mum found us, and shoved me aside. When she was done yelling at him, she scolded me for answering the floo without her permission. Honestly, I remember her lecture more than I remember the floo conversation with Ron."

"Why did he call your mum?" Rose asked.

"If I had to guess, he wanted money."


Scorpius folded his hands. "From what Mum has told me, Ron is a notorious gambler. She says he is the only person she knows who can blow forty-thousand galleons in one baccarat game."

"What is baccarat?"

"A muggle card game."

"So he enjoys muggle culture?"

"No, he enjoys spending money he does not have," Scorpius replied. "Mum says Ron has only three desires in life: more baccarat, more bimbos and more brooms."

"How many brooms does he have?"

"I don't have an exact number since Mum has never visited him. Grandma Weasley claims it's roughly one hundred."

"I see," Rose replied. "You mentioned bimbos too. Does he have a partner?"

"No, far from it," Scorpius snorted. "He knows how to seduce a woman, but when it comes to a relationship he ditches her for the hottest new thing."

"I suppose I am living proof off that," Rose admitted.


"Still he must have some redeeming quality."

"Look," Scorpius answered. "I honestly do not know what to say to you. This man may have provided your genetic material, but he's the bum who kidnapped you in order to obtain the Snape fortune."

"What if his accident gave him a new perspective on life, and now he wants to know me?"

"Are you listening to yourself?"

Rose closed her mouth.

"Let's say for a moment that you are correct, and he had some type of revelation after he fell off his broom," Scorpius replied. "It doesn't change the fact that his stupidity almost killed you."

"I know he did not behave well…"

"He. All. Most. Killed. You."

Rose deflated. "I know he did, and more importantly, his actions almost killed Dad. If he had not kidnapped me Dad would not have developed amnesia."

"I'm sensing a 'but' here."

"It does not change the fact that we are related."

"I am related to you, but you are not asking me for my life story."

"Why would I? I have witnessed your life myself."

"True," Scorpius exhaled.

Rose hung her head.

"I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but from what I know of Ron, he is the loser who emotionally abused your mother," Scorpius answered. "He is not worth your time."

"He emotionally abused my mother?" Rose asked.


"How would you know about their relationship?"

"Mum told me about it."


"When I was sixteen," Scorpius explained. "I was joking around with some friends about this woman's arse being tempting enough to pinch. When they left, Mum took me aside and explained that such jokes were disrespectful and could lead to less than ideal behavior. Then, she told me about Ron's engagement party with Aunt Hermione."

"What happened at the party?"

"Apparently, Ron got completely sloshed and began joking about Hermione's figure. When she told him it was embarrassing to her, he pinched her arse right in front of the guests and laughed about it."

"That was cruel."

"It was," Scorpius answered. "Mum said she found Aunt Hermione crying in the restroom. She had to talk her into returning to collect her things before leaving. As far as I'm concerned, that's all I need to know about Ron's behavior."

"It is little wonder Mum and Dad do not speak of him much then," Rose replied. "It is even less of a wonder they do not speak highly of him when they do discuss him."

"He has done nothing to earn anyone's respect," Scorpius answered.

"Yet, his genetic material helped create me," Rose replied.

Scorpius' voice was soft, "I know."

Rose buried her face into her hands. "What am I to do? I am afraid to ask my dad these questions, and my biological father is a man nobody can tolerate. My dad almost died saving me, yet my kidnapper is a part of me. What would you advise me to do?"


"I would expect nothing less than complete honesty."

"Cease this search immediately and reconcile with your parents."

Rose's frown deepened.

"I know you are intellectually curious, just like any other Snape. That serves you well in your research. This is not the time to give into curiosity though. You need to accept that Ron is a louse who abandoned his own child. Nothing will be gained by getting to know him, or learning anything about him," Scorpius answered.

"I will take that viewpoint into consideration," Rose replied.

Scorpius extended his arms. She embraced him, still unsure of her next move.