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Chapter three

Awkward conversations and Eating disorders

So, I've decided that I am, in fact, in a very real realm of what I call nightmare.

I seem to have fallen in to a very, very, fucked up deep sleep and I can't wake up.

The dreams include thinking that I'm pregnant,

Albus knowing and seeming to want to fill the place as father,

Actually getting a scan and Madam Pomfrey confirming supposed pregnancy,

And last and also worst part of it, the father being one Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

I nearly vomit, Merlin these are hard times.

"Bud, are you ok?" Asks Lily, "You look a little ill"

Fuck, I'm wake!

I sit there nervously; I see that not only is Lily looking at me but Lysander, James, Freesia, Sean, Harley and Jackie.

"Ye look like ye've seen a ghost" says Sean in his annoying Irish accent.

"I've erm, still got that stomach bug, I've been running in and out of the fucking toilet like I've just eaten Moroccan food!" I say as my cover, Freesia gives me a look like she's just had a visual of me on the toilet and Harley sighs with distaste.

"Classy Bud, just classy" says Lily, "You've been eating Moroccan?" Says James, Freesia smiles at him.

"Figure of speech James" she tells him, "Oh!" he says and starts nodding, "Then in that case, I must have been eating Moroccan too!"

Great, now my cousin is telling us about his problems in the toilet.

James once again winks at Freesia and she blushes, Harley caught them because she looks from me to them with an expression that loudly says "what the hell was that" James sees that we both saw then opens his trap.

Oh no.

James has a bad case of wanting to cover things up when he's been caught out, any second now he'll say something he may regret.

Here he goes

"So, the girl from Hufflepuff came up to me last night, was going great," He starts, Freesia who almost always has a coy smile on her dial turns from friendly to some type of venomous plant you'd find in her father's Herbology class, "Then, out from behind the next aisle of book's comes Deidre Shooters! You know, the girl that's in love with me" awkward silence.

"Hah, that girl will hate me for the rest of her life after that time I put a puking pastel in her food!" chimed Lucy, "Yeah, that was a great moment wasn't it Lu! Not as good as the time we tampered with Lesath's broom, when she thought it was on fire, I'll never forget her face!" he laughed.

Everyone laughed,

Except for me.

Lesath Malfoy

Voldemort in blonde bimbo body.

"You haven't been eating much lately" says Jackie-Q, and she's right, I haven't been eating because I couldn't keep anything down.

"Stomach bug, see, yuck!" I say as I push the toast away from my plate and poke my tongue out in false disgust because sure, that's exactly what I do when I have a stomach bug. Lily stares at me.

"Yeah, but you only got this bug two days ago, before that you weren't eating either" Says Lily.

Everyone starts nodding and saying "Yeah" god, I swear, if the Aurors are a bit short on investigators, I got a few here that I'd gladly recommend.

"Not only that, but when I was in the toilets—doing something—I thought I could hear crying" James piped up, luckily no one paid attention to the crying part and seemed very curious in the part when he was "doing something"

"What were you doing in the girls toilets?" asked Jackie, Lily covered her face; "OMG I've got a stalker for a brother" Freesia blushed.

Seriously, for people were so bloody concerned about me eating, they're not following through by being concerned about my could-be-crying!

Well, in fact I had been crying, Oh yes, I remember now, I heard Freesia going into the toilet and closely after that I heard him come in then I heard a lot of snogging.

Now it makes sense.

"Look, we can wonder all we like about what James was doing," yet again, more blushing, "Or, we can do what we can to convince Madam Pomfrey that this is more than just a bug!" Said Freesia.

Oh good Merlin, I'm stuck with a bunch of Saints.

"As great as you all are, I am capable of looking after myself, thank you all tremendously, and now, if it's alright with you guys, I'd like for you too all bloody drop it!" I snap. It goes quiet; they're all staring at me.

I'm staring back.

James at first looks worried but then cracks into a grin, "Quidditch next week, can't wait to show those stupid snake loving, slimy Slytherin gits up!"

Harley gives me a death glare and pinches my arm hard, "Ouch! What the fuck was that for?" I say, bad thing is that the pinch actually proves that I am indeed awake.

She looks at me shocked, "I've been talking to Albus you know!"

Oh no, she fucking knows, "Erm, ok" Is all I can say.

She's whispering now, but even the whisper is making me feel as though she's talking on a loud speaker, "Rose! When exactly were you going to tell me? It's not good holding things like this in! Not to mention it's not healthy!"

I was going to kill him!

Kill him, unfortunately I was going to have to kill her too, she knows too much.

How would I explain it to her parents?

"Rose! I'm serious, look at me babe!" I look up at her, was it worth pretending like I didn't know what she was talking about? Or should I be honest?

"What do you know Harley?" I ask. My heart was beating faster and faster, if these people were starting to figure it out, and Harley already knew, how much longer before the entire bloody school knew?

She snorted, "I know what's going isn't good for you, you'll be screwed before you know it!" I could feel tears forming now, oh no, I needed Albus, I'd get him to comfort me for a while then I'd kill him.

"Look, Harley, I wanted to tell you, but it's only just happened, no one but Albus knows…" I start.

"Rose! Starving yourself isn't good, you're thin enough; I don't want you having some type of eating disorder it's not good!" she thinks I have an eating disorder?

Oh how I wish that was bloody true!

"What has he told you?" I ask my beating heart slows; I'm not shitting myself like I was before.

She looks shocked once again, how many times can she do this exact face? "He's told me that the reason why you're not eating is because you think you're going to get fat! Bud, that's not true! You're not fat!" well that's partially true, I am going to get fat.

So I pick up the toast and begin to eat it and she smiles, good, finally happy with me.

"Al!" she squeals. Thank god he's here!

I can hear him laughing, "Harley!" he says back.

James face contorts, this toast isn't doing too badly, maybe I should stick to dry toast for the rest of this, whatever this is, "What are you doing with that look on your face Malfoy? You look concerned"

I vomit all over the place, "OMG my books!" squeals Lily, "Don't worry I'll get the Nargles to deal with it" says Lysander.

My head starts spinning.

It's blank.

I wake up in the Hospital Wing, this place seems too familiar at the moment and can't help but think that I'm going to see a hell lot more of this place in the future.

Who the fuck bought me here?

I look around there's no one here.

Fuck, it only takes ten minutes for shit to be spread around the school.

It only takes fifteen for the shit to get back to you.

I see Al running into the Hospital doors, "Bud, I swear, I've only been gone a minute!" he says rushing towards me and collapsing onto my bed, "I thought you were gone!" he cries.

"Mr Potter, get a grip will you! She merely fainted" Madam Pomfrey yells from her desk.

The entire Wing is empty, I feel relieved slightly.

Maybe there's no one in here because they're spreading the news?

Al looks offended as the mediwitch speaks to him, "I'll have you know, Madam Pomfrey, that's it's not just my cousins wellbeing that I was concerned about but my nephews as well!" first I think about him talking about—it – then I was stuck with the fact that he said nephew.

"Wait," I say quietly, "Do you two know something I don't know about?" I snap.

Al looks from the mediwitch then back to me, "Of course not!" she says, "That's ridiculous, you can't find out what sex the baby is this early on, Mr Potter here has just been voicing his so called theories all over my brain, three-quarters of these theories are simply outlandish!"

Yet again Al is offended, "Excuse me! But I was pretty sure I hit the nail on the head when I said that boys have a tendency to push food out of their mothers mouths with their feet, that's why Bud is sick!" he said, his voice getting louder and louder with every word.

Madam Pomfrey just sighed, "Well, I have a bone to pick with you Bud," she said in a tone that told me she had had enough with Al.

I braced myself, she was going to tell me to abort it, adopt it out, sell it Mongols, give it to her, run away to Russia, either way, I was prepared.

She shooed Al's feet off the chair they were resting on, of course, the rest of his body draped over mine as though I was dying, and she sat down, "Now," she started, "Miss Weasley, you're going to have to eat more!" she said sternly.

"But she can't keep it down! She can't even eat dry toast!"

That was it, "Al! You are not the one who's pregnant! I am you git!"

"As I was saying before I was interrupted by your Muggle Soap Opera! You have to start eating more, not only is it beneficial for you Miss Weasley, but your child as well! And if you don't start eating more, I will have to tell the Headmistress…" I cut her off.

"No, you can't tell McGonagall, you can't tell anyone! Al is the only person who knows!" I say.

If she told McGonagall she'd tell my parents, I know she would.

Madam Pomfrey opened her mouth, "Well, all I can say Miss Weasley is I don't know how long you're planning on keeping this a secret, but it's not going to last long" and with that she turned to walk away.

As if I didn't know that, I had plans to escape to Russia.

Now I turn to Al, "Seriously Al, you told Harley I had a bloody eating disorder?"

But there was no answer, because he opened his gaping mouth when I heard a yell.

"Where the hell is my sister, man?" I heard my brother yell.

Al sat up and straightened his robes, wiped his eyes and sat back, arms folded and a look of casual carelessness on his face.

"Hey! I said I wanted to come first!" said Lucy, James was right behind her, "I thought you said she was dying!" he said.

"She was dying! I saw her!" Snapped Lucy sarcastically, her eyes rolling, "This guy is thick" she said as she pointed to James, Lily was nodding.

"OMG get over it!" she said, Lysander was clutched closely to her side and looked as though he wasn't allowed to move.

"Get off me Sean, I don't care if I'm not family! I'm her best friend!" yelled Harley.

Oh goodie, the happy bunch is here to visit.

Albus looks on the verge of busting a vein, "If you guys don't shut the hell up I'll go Voldemort on you all!"

Everyone shut's their traps except for James, "Shut up, Voldemort dies anyways!"

"Bud! What happened to you?" Asks Harley, her eyes welling up with tears, I can't handle the awkwardness of knowing that I may be the reason why she's crying.

"Erm, bug, remember?"

Hugo snorts, "Bud, what the hell man? You worried the hell out of me, what am I going to tell mum and dad, man?" oh my brother, so caring.

Wait, he said mum and dad?

"Oh, no, I'm fine; don't have to tell mum and dad about a tiny little faint…" I say, Albus sounds as though he's going to start crying over my death bed again.

"Bud," starts Lucy, "We're the only family you have here! CJ and Murelda aren't here, neither are Freddie and Roxie, neither are Fleur and Dom, neither is Molly, it's only us"

"Yeah, you've only got Lu and I, and Al oh yeah and I guess you too Lil's" pipes James.

Lily snorts, "I've got her back more than you have you twat, OMG, you're so annoying!"

"OMG shut up!" James snaps back.

I swear I hear another OMG come from Lily.

"You've got my brother and I" says Lysander.

"You've got me and Sean" says Freesia, Sean must have allowed her to come in.

Harley exhales loudly, "Well of course you've got me! You are all stupid!" she snaps.

Jackie-Q, Nalin Longbottom and Fergus Finnigan barge in too, well this is going real swell, a nice big group gathering where everyone can go on about how I "got them".

"Hey, we just managed to get out of class, we had to take over your rounds," Jackie said, I smiled at her Nalin looks at Jackie as she says this,

"Yeah even though these two aren't even prefects, but I knew McGonagall wouldn't mind" Said Nalin, she would however mind if she knew why I was actually in here.

"Well, ye've got me and me brother" says Sean, Fergus looks up and says, "Yeah, ye ever need me to help you back to the common room when ye get drunk again…"

Everyone looks at me, "Oh, erm that was one time" remind me never to get Fergus to help out again. I don't want a constant reminder of Malfoy's last birthday.

"Well, you know you have my sister, me and my dad as well" Says Nalin.

They're all looking at me now, a look that says, "Trust us", "Well, thanks guys, now I don't have to rely on my real family because I have you" I say,

James looks confused, "What? So you're just going to disown our real family?"

"Oh for fucks sakes James, she's not serious!" Hugo snaps.

That's my brother!

Storm comes running through the hospital wing, "Rose! Where are you?" he says.

He sees everyone standing around my bed "Oh thanks guys for telling me, I've been worried sick all afternoon!" he says to the people, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said it in that tone" he apologizes.

He comes up; and kisses my forehead, "You should have seen me, I was running around like a headless hippogriff!" he laughed. I laughed with him. Without humour of course.

"Thanks for coming Storm" I whisper to him.

Al looks nervous again and loosens his tie, "You know everyone, Bud should really be getting some rest"

Storm sighs, "I just got here and I have to leave. I've got a potions tutorial, I just had to make sure you were alright"

I nod, "You go" before you find out something you don't want to know.

"So!" says Lucy, clapping her hands together, she has that look in her eye, something's up. She looks from James to me and then starts speaking again, "Who's hungry?" she asks.

They all start saying "Me", it is lunch time after all, "Well, come with James and I, we've got something set up at the tables"

These poor souls,

They leave me and Al alone though, and for that I'm grateful.

"Al, fucking hell mate, I've been all over the place looking for you! I got fucked over with rounds!" Says the voice

That voice

That fucking voice!

I feel my stomach going queasy again, "You'll be right Bud, you'll be ok" he says, oh yeah, I'll be brilliant, I haven't even spoken to this guy properly since I slept with him, then after that I mumbled a few things to him because I walked straight into him, now we're having a baby and it's all going to be fine a dandy.

"Al! I don't want him anywhere bloody near me right now!" I snap. Al gets off me, and goes out of my cubicle, shutting the curtain behind him.

"Mate! I heard you were here, what's going on? Are you alright? Fucking hell, I was with those first year Gryffindor and Slytherin twats, I wanted to bite their damn heads off!" he said.

"Oh nothing happened, just getting my check up, you know how it is" Said Al.

"Then why were you here?" he asked.

"Because this is where you get your medical check-up git, let's go" Said Al.

I could hear his feet moving swiftly out of the Hospital Wing.

I was free.

"I heard you were sick Weasley, hope you're ok, I guess, fucking had to take over your rounds though, never realized how many you had to do today" he said.

Oh hell, here we go.

"Yeah, Wednesdays are the worst, I have four rounds" I say.

He yanks back the curtain, and there he is, in all his Malfoy glory, from the top of his silvery head to the tips of his long stature, his smile leaning to one side, a sort of happy smirk, and his glistening grey eyes.

There he is.

He smiles at me then laughs, "Well, those charming Gryffindor's love you, said something about you swearing in front of them, you're a hero to them" he sits down on the chair next to me and reaches out to my shoulder. Two squeezes.

He looks tired, or out of it, I don't know, maybe like he's been run over, the only thing that's not weird about him right now are his clothes.

He's wearing a grey jersey complete with a hood, this guy has never worn anything without a hood, maybe it's because it reminds him of those lovely Dementors his father's lot were so fond of.

No that's nasty, Malfoy suits the jerseys. And with the jersey he's wearing his favourite jeans, black ones and those Chuck Taylor's that Muggles, and I, like.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" I ask him.

He's never once come to visit me personally. If we'd ever ended up together, alone, it was just because of chance, not because I've had a bad case of Malfoy fever and had to go search him out just to get a glimpse of him.

No, that's saved for Ashley Parkinson-Krum.

"What? Can't come visit a friend? I'm doing better than Zabini, he didn't even know you're in here, wonder why that is…" he says. I shake my head, "I didn't think we were on that type of basis, I don't want you to think that I'm going to worship the ground you walk on now" I say. His face goes weird, it looks like hurt. It doesn't suit him.

"You're right, it was weird of me to fucking come here, I'll just leave" he says.

For some reason I don't want him to leave, it's good to have his negativity radiating around me.

"Malfoy, wait" I say. He turns around and sits back down.

"This is fucking weird Weasley" he says quietly, I nod, "I know Malfoy"

Awkward silence

"Look," he starts "I just want to say -"

I shake my head, "Malfoy, you don't have to say anything, the conversation is strained enough"

His eyebrows knit together and he pulls his hood up from his jersey, as if to hide what's going on in his head, "Rose, I've known you for six years, conversation shouldn't be fucking strained as you put it. You're avoiding me"

"How can I avoid you? You're sitting right next to me" I say,

He's sitting in the chair, straight as a fucking ruler, his wand rolling around in his fingers, he's nervous. Scorpius Malfoy is nervous, "Yeah well if you were allowed to fucking move you'd be out of my sight like a Patronus out of Harry Potter's wand" he says. That was a funny way to put it, accurate, but funny.

His ever present smirk is gone and is replaced with a serious face, suits him well, "Rose, look I don't want it to be awkward between us," hah, it seems like it's going well for you! "But…" I cut him off.

"But what Malfoy?" I snap.

He looks at me and stands I can see he hasn't shaved in a while, he's borderline what Muggles would call "Jesus Beard" his eyes have dark rings under them.

He doesn't say anything, he just stands there, "You look like shit Malfoy," I say, "Something eating you up?"

"Yes there is, but it's up to you how you take that answer" he says. There's the Malfoy I know. I'd rather think of that comment as, "Yes I feel guilty about what happened between you and I" rather than a sexual innuendo.

"Weasley, there is so much I could say right now," he whispers, "But I won't, hope you get better"

Then he fucks off, without a word about what happened between us, without a word of anything else, without even bloody telling me why he came.

And I let him go without telling him about how I'm pregnant with his kid.

SCORPIUS POV

"What I'm trying to say is what would happen if a bludger crashed into my broom, smashed it into a million pieces and I went flying all the way on to the ground, now, you're on your broom, would you come down on your broom to my aid, or, would you whip out your wand and do some spell to save me?" James Potter was saying to his brother, regardless of how fucking much we bicker, I don't mind the guy. He can be bloody good company at times.

"Hey, I don't want to hear about whipping wands out ok?" I say. I go collapse on the couch, fucked off about the dumb Hospital Wing thing.

I earn a scowl from James, "Oh fuck off you git" I say to him.

Al looks at me like I'm the biggest idiot in the world, yeah well he can also fuck off, I don't need my best friend fucking around with me either.

Al doesn't answer James and he looks hurt, "You want me to get hurt don't you? I'm trying to get in to Quidditch as my career but you'd rather see me hurt!" James says.

Fuck me; this is what they get into fights about?

"Why would I want to hurt you? We shared the same womb James!"

James looks at him as though he just said wanker in French, "You mean a room?"

Al sighs and shakes his head; I have to stop myself from fucking laughing.

"I'd probably turn my broom handle first to dive for you and try catch you myself" Al says to his brother. His brother starts grinning at him like he's the best thing he's ever laid eyes on.

"I knew it! I knew that you were the best brother ever!" says James he leaps off the couch and on to the seat Al is sitting on, planting a bloody weird kiss on his forehead.

"Well, brotherly love is great! Mum used to get Lysander and I to do hug bonding, where we—"

I stop listening; James is eating fruit from out of our bowl.

He's waltzing around here as though he's a Slytherin, he'll find out soon enough when it's Quidditch next week.

James leaves the room and gives me a quick wave, "What's your problem?" Al asks me; his voice is short, what the hell is wrong with him lately?

"Could ask you the same question mate" I reply.

He looks at me; he looks as though he's about to take to me with a hex but his face changes, "Where were you? I was looking for you, I thought you were right behind me, you missed training!" he says.

"You were with Ashley in the broom cupboard behind the Hall weren't you? My brother says it's packed with Nargles" Says Lorcan

I laugh, this guy seems as though he's only pixie weed most of the time.

Al looks tense again, "Merlin mate, you need to relax!" I tell him. He tenses and then relaxes and grins.

"Sorry, just got stuff on my mind," he says quietly, this guy is acting out of bloody character, "Might go see Rose" he says.

Rose.

Rose Weasley.

He looks at me, he'll see that I look like I've just been slapped in the face and I hide it, "Ok"

"You don't want to come?" he asks. I just shake my head, "Nah nah, you go"

I feel as though he's relieved that I say no.

For the past couple of days I've come to the conclusion that he knows that I had sex with Rose, but I'd be fucked if I bought it up.

Nah no way, I was not going to do that unless I wanted my dick chopped off by the Potter-Weasley's.

Dad may say that they're a bunch on pansies but I know better, I know they're not.

Ever since that damn night I've been caught up about her.

About a number of things actually,

Mainly about the awkward post-sex-I'm-really-embarrassed-right-now-so-I-won t-make-eye-contact-with-you-until-I-know-what-page -you're-on-so-avoidance-is-necessary thing that happens

Thing is there shouldn't be any of this, because I've known her for six years, and for that entire six years I've liked her.

I've liked everything about her, she doesn't try to impress anyone, if they don't like her then that's that, you can't do anything about it and that's what frustrates me about her, she may be the most annoying woman in the world but that doesn't matter, that's just her.

And I'm not going to change for anyone either, arrogance runs free in the Malfoy family, and if she wants me to get down and kiss her damned feet she's fucked because that's not how it works.

I get the impression that she judges me and expects me to do all these great things because I owe people.

I don't, my family does, it's not just me, I wasn't the Death Eater, I'm not out to try and kill the headmistress because I'm in my sixth year and that seems to be the go when you're sixteen according to my dad, and I'm not out killing all my cousins like other people in my family.

That's not me, I don't owe her shit.

But why Scorpius Malfoy do you sit here marvelling over this half-blood?

It's because I want her to acknowledge what happened.

I want her to know that I wasn't just in some drunken stupor.

I want her to know that I wasn't just using her.

I want her to get off her fucking high horse and stop being immature.

But until then, I'm not going to be any different, and if she wants to be unsociable, then so be it.

Ashley knows what the relationship is between her and I, Ashley knows that she's not allowed to fall in love with me, what we have is purely for physical reasons.

But Storm Zabini doesn't know that his girlfriend obviously doesn't have the same feelings for him, he obviously doesn't know that his girlfriend is pretending to like him and he obviously doesn't know that his girlfriend is a minx in the sack.

And I obviously don't know if she's actually doing half of the things I just stated.

I'm not changing anything for one girl who seems to hate me.

I can hate equally as hard back.

Lorcan Scamander is back in the common room, face lit up like he's just seen a new born Nargle and he speaks, "I love Rose Weasley!" He says at the top of his lungs, I supress the need to spit all over him and act nice.

"What makes you say that Scamander?"

He grins stupidly at me, his timing is prime, "She's pretty don't you think?" he asks.

"Nah, her hairs a stupid shade of red" I say.

"Oh, don't be like that, she's your best friends sister pretty much, they're like twins!"

I shake my head, "Yeah, and it's annoying, I have to deal with the two of them"

"And she's clever!" he adds.

"A right fucking know-it-all!"

He smiles up at me; none of my fucking negativity is getting to him, "She's friendly"

"She likes to ignore me"

"She's funny too, in a sarcastic way"

I don't even say anything, I just shrug.

"You don't like her at all do you Malfoy?" he states. Well, this guy is good at analysing people.

"No I don't Scamander"

I'm the biggest liar out.

He shakes his head and smiles again, "I can't see why, she's a great girl Malfoy; Zabini is a lucky man"

"Oh no, I don't have competition on my hands do I?" Zabini says, happily, I might add.

Lorcan looks nervous as fuck, "Oh sorry Zabini" he says quietly.

"Grow some balls Scamander!" I say at him. Zabini laughs again.

So fucking happy.

"What did she do to help you come to the realization that she's gorgeously amazing?" Zabini asked. I made a whip sound.

"She's helping me get back together with Jackie. I'm so stupid and I annoyed her and now I have to get her back. Rose is helping me, sorry for making it sound as though I was trying to steal her from you" Says Lorcan, seriously, these guys are making me gag, any moment now they're going to start shoving tongues down each other's fucking throats.

"No problem Scamander, I know you mean good" he says while clapping him on the back.

I shake my head, "Wait, I don't understand, Scamander just admitted wanting to all but fuck your girl and you smile and nod as though there's no cares in the world" I say, I know it's harsh, but since when was Scorpius Malfoy not harsh?

Zabini looks uneasy now, "You don't have to put it that way mate"

Lorcan starts stuttering, "I'm sorry Zabini"

I snort; I don't care about what they say or how Zabini deals with about and with Weasley.

"I'll see you later Lorcan, and Scorpius, I'll be out in the common room only for a bit before I have to go to my own Dorm" Grin.

He fucks off into the common room, and I hear a shrill shriek.

"Scorpius! I've missed you darling!" she says,

Ashley Parkinson-Krum.

Part-time girlfriend, full time pain in the arse, "Let's go up to the room" I say to her.

Her eyes grow wide and it annoys me, "We're finally going to do it?" she asks.

I don't answer.

ROSE POV

Charms today is interesting, maybe because on my right Harley can't stop staring at Al and he continues to flirt with her as he's showing her his Patronus under the table, and I mean that in the literal sense, those two used to be my only saviours when I was stuck with Malfoy on my left who's shoulder is touching mine yet acting as though nothing was wrong, when I thought about the whole "I'm going to avoid Malfoy" thing, I didn't really think about any of our classes together. We have four out of six subjects together. Great! Malfoy was whispering sweet nothings in Ashley Parkinson-Krum's ears causing her to blush a deeper red than a fifth year Hufflepuff girl who had just seen a male Gryffindor Quidditch player's bare shoulders.

"Uh, Bud you just snapped your quill" Harley says. I look down to see that I indeed did just snap my quill.

"What's wrong with her? She's been acting stranger than usual" Whispers Parkinson-Krum.

"Shut up and do your work" says Malfoy.

He's such the hero isn't he!

I rush out of class eager to get away from Malfoy.

I've got this theory that if you sit too close to the father of your child they have some type of bond resulting in the father to know that they're in there.

I see Louis shrugging his way towards me and for once I appreciate his "I hate everything!" approach to life.

"Where's Lily and Hugo?" I ask him, he just shrugs.

"Oh come on Lou, don't give up on life now! You only have three years of school left!" I enthuse, he looks even more depressed.

"Don't remind me" he says.

He walks away and turns back around, "Your mum told my mum to tell me to tell you that it's Hogsmeade this weekend," He said. I totally forgot! "And that they're coming up to visit; they'll see you on Saturday.

Saturday they were coming.

Saturday was when they were going to find out.

(A/N) Sooo? How was it? I only managed to update because my son is asleep and i'm not, i'm having troubles, so what else do i do? I type! I hope you liked it, remember, if there's anything you'd like to see, tell me! REVIEW! and i'll REPLY!

What did you think about Scorpius' point of view? He's a bit angry, but who wouldn't be after being totally avoided by the person you like then when you're finally reunited, she's in no proper state to communicate properly.

Also, I need to find out how you guys would think Scorpius' and Draco's relationship is like. I'd like to think that Draco is quite soft towards his son, you know, opposite to Lucius, and also because he's actually found true love within Astoria, making him a changed man. But I don't know if you guys feel the same. I need help! So review!

By the way, might be a slow update as my son has speech impairment therapy coming up again this week. It's pretty sad because I actually look forward to it. Who wouldn't look forward to their son learning Shakespeare at age four? It's so cute! what else is cute? reviews!

PREVIEW!

"You see, funny story really," I start. Dad smiles at the thought that he's getting a hilariously funny story, if he considers me being linked to ex-death eaters funny, then yes, hilarity at its finest! "I might not be able to finish the year off at school"