(A/N: The next chapter is here and hopefully you readers enjoy it. I do not own the characters)
Scorpius sat up stiffly, a cold hard floor beneath him. He was in a small room, dimly lit by an overhead lamp. Moving slowly he got off the floor, his joints cracking as he stood. In the corner of the room a light went on, blindingly bright. It was one of those muggle televisions that Rose and Albus had at their homes. Squinting at the screen Scorpius watched as the blinding white light changed. Faint music was coming from the box now, faintly familiar type of harp music. The picture on the television finally turned into something recognizable, it was the black lake at Hogwarts, in early fall.
Red and yellow and orange leaves littered the ground, a few still clung to the branches. Scorpius had seen many days like this in his seven years at Hogwarts, but this one stood out. The fourth year versions of Rose, Albus, and Scorpius walked around the perimeter of the lake, enjoying the cool weather before it disappeared and winter took over. He watched as Lilly Potter ran after them, knowing what she would say. Albus left with her minutes later, some news about their father's current Auror mission. Scorpius and Rose watched them go before deciding to sit beneath an old tree on the edge of the lake.
It was a Saturday and most students were in their muggle clothes, wandering the grounds. Rose was wearing a grey and blue striped long sleeve shirt, a pair of blue jeans with a large hole in the left knee and her white trainers. Her hair was frizzy and her shoes speckled with mud. She leaned back against the trunk of the tree and looked up at the clouds in the sky. Scorpius wore a pair of khaki pants, black trainers, and a navy sweatshirt; his hair was much longer, falling in his eyes, and he was much shorter, only an inch or two taller than Rose (he was now more than half a foot taller than her). He too sat with his back against the tree trunk, only he wasn't looking up, but transfixed on the girl sitting beside him. She turned to look at him and he quickly averted his eyes, now focused on the zipper of his sweatshirt.
Scorpius smiled as he watched a favorite memory of his, the younger Rose and Scorpius seemed so awkward and yet simpler. He felt some nostalgia, wishing he could go back and relive this day. Scorpius and Rose had spent the entire day under that tree, Albus eventually found them there, after he'd eaten dinner of course. They had talked and talked about everything: upcoming tests and quidditch games, stupid things going on in their respective houses, what might be going on with the Potter children. As the day wore on they soon found themselves talking about deeper things, growing up and their future aspirations. Rose talked and talked about her fascination with potions, this really didn't surprise Scorpius. But Rose was shocked to learn that the quite, yet infuriatingly brilliant Scorpius Malfoy wanted to join the Auror program. She'd teased him and he'd teased back, only ending in Rose shoving him over and him returning the shove, almost pushing her into the lake. She nearly fell in but Scorpius had quick instincts, grabbing her arm before she plunged into the cold murky water. She latched onto his arm, not wanting to fall into the gross looking water, and screwed her eyes shut. It was a few seconds before Rose realized she hadn't fallen in the lake and currently had Scorpius' arm in a death grip. Blushing she released his arm and looked down, suddenly intrigued with the laces of her shoes.
The screen went black again, Scorpius losing the image of the near perfect day. The music still continued, faintly. Scorpius thought about that day, realizing that that was the day he fell in love with his best friend. He was never quite sure when that change happened, but looking back it was obvious this was the day a simple crush turned to something more serious. The music, which had been playing through the entire time suddenly cut off, the light in the room went out, and Scorpius felt the room shrink around him, shaking violently back and forth and all of a sudden being dropped.
Scorpius was back in reality, he'd fallen from the chair he'd slept in onto the cold floor. He didn't remember why he was in such an uncomfortable chair and not his bed. Standing up stiffly he remembered why he was in the infirmary. Looking around he saw Rose, still asleep, on one of the beds. Scorpius sighed remembering the night before, hours before actually. He suddenly felt heaviness on his shoulders, realizing that when Rose woke up a whole new type of hell would be waiting for her.
Rose's mind was foggy as she slowly woke up. Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, glimpses of a brightly lit room being pieced together slowly. Experimentally she wiggled her toes and fingers, feeling the stiffness in her limbs brought her out of the blissful state of ignorance sleep had brought her.
Her eyes snapped open, the light almost painfully bright. She sat up quickly, feeling the stiffness and soreness in her arms and legs almost immediately. Now feeling dizzy she raised a hand to her forehead, leaning heavily on it with her eyes shut. She slowly moved from that position till she had pulled her knees up and was resting her head on her knees, her arms hugging her knees to her chest. She almost fallen back into the blissful sleep when she heard two distinct footsteps enter the room, from the way the steps echoed and the blindingly bright light she assumed she was in the infirmary. With that thought a whole wave of hopelessness fell onto her shoulders and washed through her body.
She didn't move, only sat quietly and listened to the footsteps. Peeking through her frizzy bangs she made out the forms of the Nurse, Nurse Anne, a frail older woman in her sixties with cropped blonde hair and soft eyes. Rose had gotten to know her over the past years, visiting various family members and Scorpius who'd either gotten hurt in a fight or quidditch. Next to Nurse Anne was Headmistress McGonagall, still as scary and commanding as her father remembered from when he was in school. The two were talking in hushed voices, she wasn't able to hear them but in trying to do so she leaned forward unconsciously. She only became aware of her new position when she heard a low grunt from the bed next to her. Snapping her head to look over at the next bed, she saw a pair of black shoes and pants peeking out from behind the curtain. Leaning forward even more she saw the pale skin and blond hair of one Scorpius Malfoy. In an instant her memories came back and she felt as if the walls were closing in on her. Starting to panic she started to stand, her shaky legs refused to hold her up and she fell on the floor in a shivering heap.
(A/N: Hope you guys liked it. I am trying to be authentic with Rose's reactions so if I get anything wrong in the next chapters please tell me so I can fix it. Please review and tell me what you think.)