Author's Note: WAIT! STOP RIGHT THERE!
Okay now that we have your attention, there are spoilers in this book from both the Harry Potter Series and new play Harry Potter and The Cursed Child. You've been warned. You may proceed.
Chapter One: The Unusual Encounter
Albus' Pov.
I know what I must do. I don't like it, but I should anyway. I have to apologize to Professor Longbottom. Not because I'm sorry, because I'm not. Not because Professor Longbottom is my father's friend. But because as my best friend, nay sadly only friend, Scorpius loves to remind me, without Professor Longbottom the world would be a much darker place. Like a whole lot darker with an evil child of Lord Voldemort running around controlling everything. Ever since we came back from our adventures with the time turner I have a bigger appreciation for my Herbology teacher. Who knew that the fate of the world would rely on Neville Longbottom. I didn't mean to set off a Weasley's Wildfire Whizbang in class. If anything, it should be my Uncle Ron who is to be blamed. He was the one who made the faulty Whizbang, so why should I have to pay for it? I am pondering this thought when suddenly I am on the ground, with a girl on top of me, wearing nothing but a towel. That's one reason you should never ponder while walking; it's dangerous.
"You need a little help there" chuckles Scorpius. The girl quickly gets up, hugging her towel tightly to her body. Her cheeks turning a slightly reddish color.
"Really Scorpius, grow up, " she says hurriedly with a big sigh, then looking back at me, "sorry I didn't mean to bump into you". I however am still lying on the floor in shock, so quickly I get up.
"Oh, it's fine" I stutter only now actually looking at the girl. I feel my breath catch in my throat and my cheeks turn a deep shade of scarlet because I suddenly notice how breathtakingly beautiful the girl is. Her ash blonde hair sticks to her face in strands. Her pale skin is slightly flushed from embarrassment, but what catches my attention are her eyes. They're hard to describe. They're like a misty morning dew hovering over a mountain in the morning or the colour of light green sea glass, but whatever they are, they look like they are piercing my very soul, making me incredibly nervous. Clearing my throat, I say, "are you alright? Why were you running?".
"Oh, I'm fine, " she says with a sigh, clearly flustered, "some girls thought it would be funny, while I was taking a shower, to steal all my clothes," she says quickly looking around. Everyone is staring at her. I, only then, being the complete idiot I can be sometimes, realize that she is basically naked and offer her my cloak. The girl says firmly, "no, you don't have to do that".
"No, I insist," I reply, "just wear it to your room and then you can give it back to me later". I hold out the cloak until eventually she takes it from me, quietly thanking me. "So why did they do that to you?" I question.
"I have an idea why?" Scorpius mutters to himself. He does that a lot. Then when he notices that I am still completely confused he says dumbfounded "You don't know?"
"Know what?" I reply and notice that the girl is looking down at the ground. Her checks turning an almost bright red color now.
"I swear I told you," says Scorpius staring at my puzzled face, "she's Elora".
"Elora?" I respond, still confused looking over at her.
"Elora as in the girl who snuck out of Hogwarts and destroyed McGonagall's office and the reason why the ball was cancelled last year," explains Scorpius, then turning to Elora continues, "thanks or that by the way. I was going to ask Rose to go with me and impress her with my smooth dance moves".
"Smooth dance moves?" I choke.
"Well, they are pretty cool," starts Scorpius, while sliding to the side and turning on his toes.
Elora interrupts this sad display of dancing, saying, "I didn't mean to destroy Professor McGonagall's office. It was an accident, and also last year so just get over it."
"Sure, an accident," mutters Scorpius.
"Really Scorpius," exclaims Elora.
"Well, I mean, how can destroying a headmistress's office be accidental," retorts Scorpius. Elora and Scorpius' argument becomes louder.
"It was an accident" Elora protests.
"How can it be an accident" Scorpius responds practically yelling.
"Guys," I yell, "people are staring". All around us people were walking by laughing and pointing. Some random guys seemed to be lingering.
"I have to go," says Elora noticing the people too, "thank you for the cloak". We both watch as she marches down the hall until she is no longer in sight.
Turning to Scorpius I ask, "So, quick question, how exactly do you know Elora?".
"I think you mean is Elora single," Scorpius replies in a sing-songy voice while raising his eyebrows, "I saw you when you saw her" he finishes a smirk on his face. I elbow him in the side.
"No, seriously, how do you know her?" I respond.
"She's in my potions class, but everybody knows her. And everyone still hates her right now," Scorpius then looks at me and says, "well not everybody". I roll my eyes. "Also, she is one of Rose's roommates," Scorpius says hurriedly.
"And how would you know that," I say looking at him strangely. Sometimes Scorpius could be just…. Well let's just say interesting.
Scorpius replies while looking down at his feet with a sheepish smile on his face, "I may or may not have gone to Rose and begged her on my knees to go to the ball with me... and she may or may not have told me that it was her roommate's fault that nobody could even go".
"Scorpius," I say, "I think you're actually mental. But as we are on the topic of girls by any chance do you know the answer to the question you asked earlier".
"Over older woman, now are we?" replies Scorpius reminding me of the events that happened two years ago.
"Okay the one time I like a girl and she happens to be evil, insane, and Voldemort's child," I reply trying to defend myself.
"Yeah... you have some back luck" says Scorpius.
Professor MacNar hobbles over to us saying with her thick Irish accent, "what are we doing lurking around the girls' showers Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter". Professor MacNar was our Charms teacher and head of Hufflepuff House. Therefore, she was always trying to take points from us.
"We, we're just um," Scorpius stutters trying to conjure up words.
"I was on my way to see Professor Longbottom, Professor, and Scorpius was accompanying me" I reply a daring look in my eye.
Professor MacNar rolls her eyes, saying, "I better not catch you here again or its minus twenty points from Slytherin each".
We respond with a chorus of "yes professor" and "sorry professor" as we quickly walk away.
Hello there :)
This is our first story ever, we say we because its co-written between us. Us being Clara and Penelope. We live half way across the globe from each other and, after seeing the play; Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, thought this would be a good way to stay in touch. With that in mind, sorry for any typos, as we are sending these chapters through text, and typos exist and are very prominent in both of our lives. We hope you enjoyed the first chapter. A vote and comment would be much appreciated. Thank you so very much for reading.
-Clara and Penelope