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"Huh?" I said confusedly, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings.
"Well look who woke up after 3 days!" Aidan replied, smiling. I peered up at him, still not understanding was going on. I thought back to the last time I remembered thinking clearly… during detention! Madam Pomfrey walked quickly over to my bedside and looked at Aidan wearily.
"She's going to need a lot of rest. You have 5 more minutes!" she exclaimed, scurrying away.
"I was so worried about you Rosie! Don't ever scare me like that again!" Aidan told me. I nodded tiredly, drifting back to sleep.
When I awoke a few hours later, Aidan was gone. A feeling of remorse crept its way into my stomach; I hadn't meant to fall asleep while he was there! I was just so exhausted.
"Hey! Rosie!" Olivia shrieked excitedly, running into the room. She ran straight up to me and gave me a huge hug, ignoring the fact that I was lying weakly on my side under the covers. I hugged her back, straining to lift myself off of the bed. I collapsed promptly and decided it would be a good idea not to try again.
"You gave us quite a scare! That mandrake almost killed you! You were lucky Scorpius was there to carry you!" Olivia said with a wink. WHAT?
"Wait, are you serious?" I replied, disbelieving. I ALMOST DIED? AND SCORPIUS CARRIED ME HERE? Guilt flooded through my veins; I owed him my life! I knew something had happened with the mandrakes, but no one had told me exactly what happened!
"He was here the other day to see you! And I imagine more than that. I was sitting with you when he came in and he only stayed for a few minutes, you were still unconscious then," Olivia stated. If I had felt guilty before, now I felt like the worst person in the world.
"So, what happened while I was knocked out?" I asked jokingly, trying to change the subject. Olivia nodded knowingly before speaking again.
"Well, you missed a lot in Herbology, but I took extra notes just for you. The exam we took yesterday was really easy as well," she answered, tucking her dark hair behind her ears. I knew I could count on her for schoolwork… we were always competing for top marks but we always helped each other out.
"Rosie!" James, Hugo, and Albus yelled, running towards me from the door.
"No more visitors after you two! Three is the maximum!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, putting her face in her hands wearily. Olivia turned around to see them bounding through the door. Her gaze fell on James and she blushed slightly, then turned back to me. "I'll have to ask her about that later," I thought, smiling to myself. I conversed with them for awhile, my spirits slowly lifting with each minute.
"You were lucky that the mandrakes didn't do worse," Albus told me. I nodded, knowing that Albus was holding back from giving me a lecture on how clumsy I am.
"Alright everyone, Rose needs her rest," Madam Pomfrey stated, ushering everyone out. Hugo gave me a smile small, which I returned and promptly fell asleep again.
When I woke up, I was feeling much better. Madam Pomfrey gave me a tray with toast and eggs, which I dug into. The smell of food was heavenly and irresistible. I looked up at the sound of the heavy wooden door swinging open, only to see Scorpius walking in.
"Hey," I said, taking a bite of my toast. He straightaway started to lecture me about how I should've used a Lumos spell and this whole ordeal could've been avoided. "He was worried about you," a voice whispered in my head. We continued talking, and I slowly realized that Scorpius wasn't as bad as I had once thought. Maybe instead of being horrible, now he was just bad… maybe even tolerable. When he left, I fell asleep with a smile on my face and dreamed of a beautiful rainstorm.
"Miss Weasley, I've been charting your recovery and you seem to be well enough to return to your classes. Do you have any questions before you leave?" Madam Pomfrey asked me, scribbling down a few notes on a piece of paper.
"Yes," I replied. "I'll still be able to commentate on the Ravenclaw vs Slytherin Quidditch match, right?" I asked anxiously. I had been looking forward to being the commentator for this match; I was horrible on a broomstick, but I still loved Quidditch.
"Of course, as long as you don't overdo it; you aren't back 100 percent yet," she replied with a smile. "I believe you have Charms next, correct?"
I nodded, and picked up my Charms book which had been laying next to my bed. I had to keep up with my studies, even though I was ill. It was the kind of thing I knew James would tease me about if he saw. Glancing at my pocket watch, I noticed I had only 5 minutes to get to class.
"Bye Madam Pomfrey! Thank you!" I exclaimed, rushing off to the Charms room. I knew I shouldn't be running, and I felt the effects of that as I reached the classroom, panting. My cheeks were red and my hair was all over the place. I entered the room, trying to be as quiet as possible so I wouldn't disturb anyone. However, it seemed that my footsteps were echoing and my breathing was as loud as a roaring dragon. I scanned the room for an empty seat, only to find one.. next to Scorpius. "Of course," I mumbled to myself, heading in that direction.
"Welcome back Miss Weasley, I hope you're feeling much better," Professor Flitwick greeted me with a smile.
"Thank you, Professor, I am," I replied, feeling the eyes of the class shift onto me. Whispers spread across the room like wildfire. I could barely make out the words "mandrake", "Scorpius", and "clumsy."
. "Glad you're back on your feet," Scorpius said politely.
"Yeah thanks," I replied, suddenly very self conscious. My hair was in a very messy bun, my shirt was untucked and my tie loose. I instinctively tried matting my hair down, and I said, in a flustered whisper, "How come you're sitting back here? You're usually up in front!"
Scorpius, who was now setting fire to a piece of coal, as Flitwick instructed them to do, replied "The previous lesson took long to end, and on the way here a kid stopped me to give me this." He bent down and pull out a piece of rolled up parchment, from his bag, and handed it over to me. He ran his hands through his hair, something which I realised he often did. I suddenly had the urge to do that to his hair too. I realised I was staring at him, quickly snapped out of it and read what was written on the piece of parchment.
"It's our next detention," Scorpius said.
"Yeah, I figured that out already, I can read you know...says here we have to sort out files in Filch's office - files to do with students' bad conduct...throughout all the years he worked here? Oh God that's gonna take forever!" I groaned
"I know," agreed Scorpius.
We stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, practising the incendio spell. Then he broke the silence again. "The kid who stopped me said she was your cousin." He turned to me with a puzzled look on his face and continued on, "But she had dark skin and dark hair-"
I cut him off," That's Roxanne. She's Uncle George's youngest. She's a first year."
"Oh. George is the owner of the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes right?"
"Yup." was all I could say. I couldn't believe Scorpius was trying to make small talk with me and I was finding it very difficult to come up with other things to say, mostly because I was so surprised and feeling so self-conscious and nervous for some reason. I glanced up, as Professor Flitwick started talking again and I realised, from the corner of my eye, that Albus had turned back to look at me. I looked back and he shook his head, mutely asking why and what was Scorpius talking to me about. I mouthed "detention" and made a gesture to tell him that I'll talk to him later. He put thumbs up.
"Mr. Potter, I'm fairly certain that I'm standing in the front of the class not at the back. I know I'm rather short but these stack of books here help me to at least be visible" chuckled Professor Flitwick, and some giggling spread around the class.
"Sorry, professor," Albus answered.
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