Chapter Two: The Letter

Before Rose knew it the weekend was over. And it was time to head back to Hogwarts. She really didn't want to go. But it was better than weeping at home, and thinking about her disgusting love thoughts. Her and Albus told everyone goodbye with kisses and hugs, and headed back to Hogwarts. On the train, Lilly and James were with them. Albus sat beside of Rose as always. Rose looked around, Lilly and James were asleep. Albus was also. She stood up, she was going to get some snacks. She looked out the door, no snack trey. They were probably in the first class cart.

She easily opened the door to the other cart. There she saw the snack trey, with the lady collecting money. Rose walked to her, "Four chocolate frogs please." She said digging for loose change in her pocket. Scorpious Malfoy looked up and almost gasped. "Good god, it's her." He thought to himself. The lady at the snack trey smiled, "Two Fifty, love." Rose handed her the change, and got the chocolate frogs. She stopped to put them in her pocket, until one of them jumped away. "Oh no!" She cried out. The chocolate frog jumped under all the seats.

Rose crawled on the floor trying to catch it, but stopped when she saw it in someone's hand. She easily looked up from the floor. Oh good gracious, it's him. She thought. Rose took the frog and blushed a little. "Why, t-thank you." She said standing up, at last putting the chocolate frog in her pocket. His dirty blonde hair was messily slicked back. The hair style of the famous muggle, Leonardo Decaprio. "It's no problem." He said pushing back his hair. He held out his hand, "I'm Scorpious, but my friends call me Scor."

Rose gasped at what he was doing. She shook his hand, "I already know who you are, and I'm…I'm…I'm…" Oh my god I forgot my name. Rose thought still shaking Scorpious's hand, staring into his deep blue eyes. He chuckled, "Rose Weasley." He said still shaking Rose's hand. "I swear to Merlin, you've been shaking her hand for about five minutes now, mate." Said a boy who was sitting beside him. When he heard that, he quickly jerked his hand away. Rose smiled a little, and then remembered about Albus and the others. "I really have to be on my way." She said. "I'll see you soon, Scor, bye."

Rose waved her hand goodbye, and so did Scorpious. He had a dreamy look in his eyes at her. His friend, Theodore, who was sitting beside him nudged him playfully. "I guess it's you lucky day, mate!" The chunky teenager said laughing. Scorpious looked confused but chuckled, "Why?" Theodore went up to him and whispered, "No body calls you Scor!" Scorpious rolled his eyes and punched Theodore playfully. "Shut up, that's her nickname that she'll call me from now on, Theo." Theodore rolled his eyes.

Rose walked back to where her cousins were sleeping. Well, they weren't asleep anymore. "Where have you been?" They said all at once. Rose pulled out the chocolate frogs, and there concern turned to smiles. She got an extra one for Albus, he hasn't been eating very well lately, and no one knew what was the matter with him. Rose planned on telling Albus about her and Scorpious's meeting that night at Hogwarts.

"What?" Albus said in shock at his cousin. "I told you, Al, we met and he wouldn't let go of my hand." Albus sighed, and ran his finger threw his dark hair, "Look Rosie, you need to know something about Scorpious." Rose looked confused, "What is there needing to know?" Albus sighed once more, and looked away from Rose. He was surprised she didn't know. Didn't know anything about the death eaters. He knew Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron want her to live a happy life, but she had to know. And he didn't want to be the one to tell her.

She didn't even know about the war, and how Aunt Hermione was tortured by Bellatrix. Although she knew she was a mud blood, she never knew of the serious war that was over the process of thinking they were just filthy mud bloods. "Never mind." Was all Albus said. "You go to bed, I have to get back to my room." Rose looked even more confused, "Al, what are you hiding from me?" Rose said grabbing his arm to hold him back, and it did. "I'm sorry, Rosie, but that you will have to find out on your own."

Rose couldn't sleep that night at all. She stayed up all night replaying the scene over and over again. "Look Rosie, you need to know something about Scorpious." She sighed, remembering the depressed look on his face. What was wrong? She thought viciously. She needed to know, and wanted to know. This talk was going to be for Uncle Harry, it had to be. Since it was about her bestest friend, and cousin, Albus. She closed her eyes, and knew she had to write him this second. She got her wand and whispered, "Lumos."

She got out some paper and a pen, and began to write.

Dear Uncle Harry,

You are probably thinking this is an unexpected letter, don't you? Well, the subject of the matter is quite unexpected. It's about Albus. He's been acting very odd lately. I feel as if he is keeping something from all of us. And he just won't talk to me. I don't feel at all like a part of him now, since he won't share this secret with me. But if he shares it with you, and you tell me that he shared, I will be happy. He hasn't been eating either. The only thing he will eat is those ridiculous chocolate frogs. I have been begging him to eat, but he just…wont. I do not know what to do. I am going to talk to Mum and Dad about him, but I felt it was right to tell you first, Uncle Harry. He will probably be angry if he figured out I sent this to you. He doesn't want people to think there's something wrong with him. But all around school people are asking me how he is, and what is wrong with him. And he absolutely despises that. One weekend, I asked him if he wanted to play a game of chess with Lilly, Hugo, and James, but he said no. He just stayed in his room the whole weekend without even coming out. That was two weekends ago, he's been getting worse. I'm so worried about him, Uncle Harry. Please find out what is wrong with him, so I can help the best I can and get him through whatever his depression is.

With all love,

Rosie.

Rose sighed and put it in an envelope. Her owl was sitting on her window sill, she entered Harry's address, and put his name on it. Then gave it to the owl. The owl flew off, and she watched it. Then, for no reason, she sat on the floor and began to cry.

The following morning, her owl woke her up by pecks on the window. Rose stretched and got up to get the letter. "Why thank you." She said to the owl. She opened it, and read it:

Dear Rosie,

Yes, I agree with you. He has been acting very odd lately. And I thank you for writing me and your Aunt Ginny telling us about him. We will both talk to him, and I'm sure it's just tests. Well, nothing about school I bet. Haha. Love, don't worry about Al, he is perfectly fine. This weekend come home to the burrow and we will discuss it with him. And do tell your parents, I'm sure they'll want to know. Especially your mother. Also, something has to be wrong if our Al isn't eating. He always eats, and all he eats are chocolate frogs? Well, he was never fond of them before. Maybe, he just now likes the taste. He might be stressed over this girl lately. A girl named Shelby, I think. She's a very beautiful and smart girl. Talk to him about her and see how his eyes stick out. It's quite funny, actually. I have never seen my son fall for a girl so hard. But what can I tell you, no one really knows what goes on in his head. He has so much qualities from his Uncle Fred, that when you know him, you think of dear Uncle Fred. I wish you could've met him. A wonderful man, he was. Just like Albus, but looked just like Uncle George. Scary to think that George had a twin, eh? It actually wasn't. Now, it's scary that he doesn't have a twin now. But when he looks in the mirror, I swear he says, "Well hello there, Fred!" They were both so close, that's what made it so sad.

Your father was close to the both of them. I think that's why you love Albus so much. Your just like your father, Rose Weasley. Albus is so much like Fred, and your so much like Ron, you two are just quite a pair. I hope you two will be this close forever. I thank you for your concern, love. Can't wait to see you on the weekend.

With all love,

Your Uncle Harry.

P.S,

Write your Mum and Dad, and tell them about Albus.

And also, tell your dad that he owes me twenty dollars for me winning a chess game.