Wow, so this started off as a one shot… 64 pages later haha

Also I reference a band in this called Walk the Moon and if you've never heard of them then your life is incomplete and I have just completed it for you.

Remember When

Prologue

I hadn't visited in over 4 years since I had left England. It felt strange to come back. After coming here everyday for 5 years, 1825 days it still felt like nothing had changed.

Except me of course.

I'm not the 17-year-old kid who was so in love anymore. That Albus Potter was wild and fun and okay with who he was because he had someone's hand to hold and jackets to steal when it got cold. That Albus was happy and I am not him.

I walked through the field of stone, barely seeing where I was going. But I didn't need to look. My worn converse tread across an even more worn path that I had made from all those times I'd visited.

I found him right where I'd left him. I had made sure he was out of the way but not secluded, in the sun but not enough to get burned, close to the forest but not hidden away. Because that's how he was when I'd known him. He was never meant to be hidden away.

The grass was wet but I sat down anyway. With the sleeve of his jacket that I'd kept all these years I wiped away the afternoon rain from his name.

"I didn't bring you flowers this time," I said. "They were all out of white roses."

I didn't speak again for a while, long enough for it to start raining again. I finally wiped my eyes and said, "I did it, Scor. I filled them all out."

From the jacket I pulled out six colored notebooks, moleskin and rather beat up from all the places I'd taken them. All of them had a different sticker on the back cover from which country I'd been in when I'd written in it. I laid them down in front of him in a perfect stack: blue then yellow, red, green, orange and purple. I tapped them with my wand so that they could never be taken away or ruined by the rain.

I stood up. My voice shook when I spoke.

"You were right, Scorpius. I just needed something to write about. And I found it. I found you."

I started to walk away but before I got too far, I couldn't help myself. I turned around and walked back to him.

"I thought about what I would do if I could change it all, you know," I whispered. "I only knew you for 7 years and that's all it took to give me a lifetime of being alone.

"But I could never bring myself to regret it, Scor. Because it was worth it. You were worth it. And even though you were forced to, I'll never forget you."

That day was September 1st. It had been fifteen years since I first met Scorpius Malfoy.