Hey Readers!

Okay, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting on this next chapter, but stuff has been happening, I've been in hospital, school work is piling up for the end of year and my internet has been down. FML -_-

Hopefully I can update faster now, granted that my life runs smoothly again…

Also, I made about 3 or 4 minor changes to the first chapter, if you want to go back and read them too.

This chapter is starting with Scorpius' point of view, so I hope it goes well, tell me if this way of writing Broken Glass seems more , here is the next chapter so please read and review! : )

Scorpius' POV:

{See you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart

Never really had luck, couldn't ever figure out

How to love, How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever

Now you're in this corner tryna put it together

How to love, How to love}

It was 12:30am when I had just gotten back home from Rose's house. Yes, I had ran to her house, which was such a bad idea because I was freezing the whole way there and back.

Now I know, nobody normally runs for two whole hours to get to their friends house just to hold them while they sleep, but Rose isn't just a friend to me. She's my other half, even if we are only friends, we still need each other to stay sane. And Merlin, if that meant running to her house in the freezing cold just to keep her safe in my arms while she cried, then fuck, of course I would do it. Any day, Anywhere, Anytime.

And let's not forget the main thing: Tyler was going to die this year.

I crept through my bedroom window quietly - although it wasn't like my parents could hear me from the other side of the Manor anyway - and locked the window. I looked around at my bedroom. Something was different. It was… cleaner? Mum. Great. Just great. I bet I'll never find half my stuff now.

I quickly ran over and checked my trunk. All my clothes were perfectly folded and everything seemed to be in order. I began to pull the trunk shut but glancing at the contents before it shut, I noticed something terrible. I flung the case open and frantically pulled all the clothes out and felt every corner of it. They were gone.

"Albus is going to kill me!" I cried as I sank to the floor, desperately thinking of where Mum would've put had given me all of his Weasley Wizard Wheezes products so his Mum Ginny wouldn't find him taking them to school.

I had everything from Extendable Ears to Portable Swamps. Even the Love Potions we were going to use for a laugh. Oh the Wildfire Whiz-Bangs. We were using them for our last day. I was going to be murdered. I had to get them back.

I crept down the hallway and into the study. If Mum was going to keep anything from me, she would have to put it in here. I began rummaging through the draws and underneath the desk but I couldn't find anything. I was now dripping with sweat after looking for it for such a long time and I was getting tireder every minute.

"Hello Scorp," came the voice of my father. I panicked, thinking I had woke him and my mother up.

"Hey Dad, what are you doing up? Sorry if I woke you, I'm just looking for… Something," I said while I pushed each draw in neatly.

"No it's quite alright Scorp, just got up for some... milk. May I ask what you're looking for?" he asked, but something made me think he already knew what I was searching for.

I sighed, "Dad promise you won't tell Mum?"

"You have my word, don't worry," he chuckled.

"Well," I started, "When I went over to Albus' house a couple of weeks ago, he gave me a bag of… Stuff… And told me 'Bring this to school please Scorp? Mum would kill me if she saw me bringing these to Hogwarts.' So, being the good friend I am, I accepted and put them in my trunk. The problem is though Dad, that the bag is gone. I think Mum might've found it when she cleaned my room," I finished looking at him worriedly to see him chuckling once more.

Once he regained his composure he asked, "Ah, the possibilities of what could be in this "bag of yours". And what was in this "bag" Scorp?"

"Uh, just some Weasley Wizard Wheezes products, you know? Since it is our last year at school, might as well enjoy it right?" I spilled. Hopefully he would take it well. If not… I was going to be killed, twice.

"I understand son, I never got to enjoy my last year, I'd give almost anything to undo the stuff I'd done during my years at Hogwarts. So go ahead, enjoy it, break some rules, but not too many… Your Mother would kill you if you lost your Head Boy Badge because of trouble-making," he laughed, but his eyes were glazed over. I'm guessing he was thinking about his time at school. He'd told me all about it, but I knew he'd left out some details. Some things that even he didn't want to remember.

"But how can I have fun if Mum took our bag?"

Dad stood up, pulled out his wand and mumbled, "Accio Wizard Wheezes."

Suddenly the bag came into the study room. Why hadn't I thought of that spell? Merlin, I was dumb. Dad caught it smoothly and passed it to me. It had more in it then before.

"Thought you could use some more stuff to muck around with," he said with a wink. I couldn't stop myself from grinning like a mad man.

"You're serious! Oh my Merlin thank you Dad! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I shouted as I attacked him with a hug. He seemed a little shocked at first but then enjoyed the moment and hugged me back. I pulled away, still smile as I held the bag close to my chest.

"You better get to bed son, don't want to be half awake on your first day back," he spoke as he began walking out the door.

"Shit, school," I muttered as I began to speed down the hallway to get to sleep fast.

I couldn't be sure, but I swear I heard Dad laughing hysterically at me. Or either, my childish acts.

School. Head Boy. Quidditch. Wow, what a year this will be.

Rose's POV:

{It's gonna take a long time to love

It's gonna take a lot to hold on

It's gonna be a long way to happy, yeah

Left in the pieces that you broke me into

Torn apart but now I've got to

Keep on rolling like a stone

Cause it's gonna be a long, long way to happy}

I woke up rather early the next morning, this surprised even myself for I am usually not a morning person. It was 5am and the sun had not even started rising from the hills outside my window. I sighed and threw the covers off of myself. The 1st of September. Usually, this was a day where I would be jumping up and down in the same manner I do at Christmas. Today was an exception. Yes, I am always nervous on this day, but that was a excited-nervous. Instead I felt the other nervous, the gut-wrenching, tense, terrifying one.

These feelings were caused by a mixture of things; Starting my last year at Hogwarts, being Head Girl, even about my last year of playing quidditch for my house Ravenclaw. But most of all, was having to face Tyler.

While these nerves were attacking my mind, I began to grab my final things that needed to be packed into my trunk. This didn't take long, so I found myself sitting on my window ledge admiring the sun until I remembered this was the position I had sat in when I got that dreadful call. All the thoughts and doubts came back instantly and I had to get up and leave before it all got too much.

I began to hear my parents getting up and the nervous feeling grew a little. This meant there was little time left. At least I could go down and eat breakfast. After tying my hair up into a messy pony-tail and applying my moisturiser, I began trudging down the stairs each step was another wake up call that I would be standing on the platform, boarding the same train Tyler would be boarding in only a few hours.

Mum stood over the stove cooking up some eggs and bacon. I sat down quietly into my seat and neatened my plate and cutlery. I didn't feel like starting a conversation so I waited for Mum to bring something up."Good morning sweetie," she started.

"G'morning," I mumbled slowly. Mum didn't respond for a while but then she sighed and turned away from breakfast to face me, her eyes focusing on my face and taking in both my expression and body language.

"I can tell you don't feel like talking much right now, but just so you know… I'm here if you need me okay Posie?"

"Yeah okay Mum, thanks, but I'm just tired," I replied.

"But, may I ask you one question?" she asked curiously. I didn't like her tone, she knew something.

"Uh, I guess?"

"Who was that boy in your room last night?"

There we go!

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Love, Alicia xx