Chapter 7
Rose wished with all her might that a giant bed would not appear in the middle of the room. Not that she would have minded, but Scorpius might have freaked out if he saw that. When she walked in, she was relieved. The room had turned itself into a library.
In the library, Rose could see that, in stock, there were all the books in the Hogwarts library plus more. Spying a strange looking book, Rose quickly walked over to the bookcase. Taking the book off the shelf, she saw that the title was For Wizards That Can't Get Enough. Laughing, Rose opened the book and saw a picture of a man who was performing magic without his wand. He looked ridiculous. Rose thought that the author was mental. After all, every person knew that you had to have a wand to preform magic. Well, at least every sane person. Rose put the book back on the self and saw the Scorpius had come into the room too.
She grinned. Scorpius, having seen her smile, smiled too. Her smile faltered than. She had no idea why the room looked like this. It's not like he had ever been in the library. So because she didn't know why Scorpius had pictured the room like this, she was determined to find out. Trying to catch his attention, Rose walked up to him. Then, before she could speak, began to talk.
"I thought that you would like it. I have noticed that most of the time you spend in the library. Who would I be to spoil your night? You obviously like the library more than doing patrols with me," he said moving more into the room.
"Like it?" Rose gasped. "I love it. All of these books are like heaven to me." With that, Rose through her arms around Scorpius, engulfing him in a big hug. "Thought, you are right that I like the library more. It much easier to do homework in than to do it in patrols," Rose whispered in his ear. Scorpius, even though Rose could tell that he was surprised, pulled her closer and hugged her tighter.
Rose was shocked at Scorpius' behavior. She thought that he didn't like her. "He doesn't," Rose thought to herself. "Just because he gave me a hug doesn't mean that he likes me." The hug stopped as quickly as it started, as if they had both come to their senses.
Rose, feeling embarrassed, went to go look at other books. Scorpius sat down in one of the many chairs. As he put his jacket on the chair, he closed his eyes. Knowing that Scorpius would soon fall asleep, Rose took her time picking out a book, not wanting to engage in any other conversations. Soon, Rose could tell that Scorpius was sleeping by the amount of noise he was making. Rose, after finally making her decision on her book, sat down in a chair next to him and started reading. Soon, though, she drifted off to sleep as well.
[-**-]
Rose awoke with a start. She looked at her watch and saw that it said a quarter to seven. Gasping, Rose got up immediately and patted down her clothing, trying to make it look like she hadn't slept in it. Once she was done, she walked over to the still-sleeping Scorpius. To wake him up seemed easier said than done. After poking and prodding, Rose had no choice but to douse him with water. Pulling out her wand, Rose pointed it at Scorpius. Then, a stream of water shot out of her wand and drenched Scorpius. Scorpius awoke with a start and jerked his head up.
Realizing that he was covered in water, he began to shake out of his clothes. He spent a while trying to get the water out, but finally, he gave up. Looking up for the first time, he looked at Rose who still had her wand out. "What did you do that for?" he exclaimed.
Rose, ignoring him, said another spell and, in an instant, Scorpius was dry. Scorpius, once he realized that he was dry, stopped shaking out his clothes. Putting away her wand, Rose said, "It is almost seven o'clock. We were supposed to be back at our dorm hours ago. We must have both fell asleep. We have to go back to our dorm now."
"Shit," Scorpius murmured under his breath, seeming to remember what happened last night. Without another word, Scorpius picked up his jacket on the chair and hurried to the door. When he opened it, Scorpius stepped out and then offered Rose his hand. Rose took it but didn't step out. "What?" Scorpius said, getting annoyed. "I thought you said that we have to hurry."
Rose raced to say what she needed to say. "You can't tell a soul about this, alive or dead. As far as it concerns anyone else, all we did was patrol and then went back to the dorm. If you even breath a word about this to anyone, I swear that my entire family will hear about it and that they won't be very pleased. So don't tell anyone anything."
"I won't tell anyone as long as you don't tell anyone."
"Why would I tell anyone?"
"I don't know, but you might tell your friends to brag. Not that we did anything, but you could make it seem like that."
Rose was stunned. Why, in her right mind, would she ever tell anyone about last night? That would be suicide in her circle of friends. If she told anyone that they had even talked about the Room of Requirement, they would assume that the worst had gone on and that she was pregnant with Scorpius' child. The thought that she would tell anyone about that was laughable. "Why would I tell anyone? I'm the one that has something to lose."
"And I don't," Scorpius said sounding offended.
"It's just that you have been with a lot of girls. And with your group of friends, it might suggest something. But let me make this clear, nothing happened and nothing will happen. Understand?"
Scorpius nodded and without saying another word pulled her out into the corridor. Together, they raced off to their dorm to get changed and prepared for the day. Just before they left, though, Rose could have sworn that she saw a flash of white light.
[-**-]
Al couldn't believe it. His favorite cousin had spent almost her entire night in the Room of Requirement with a Malfoy. That was just unheard of. A Weasley would never get together with a Malfoy. Never mind that a Malfoy wouldn't let them. But now, this had happened and Al didn't know what to think. He didn't know what to do or if he should tell anyone. Of course he had to tell someone, for Rose's own good. Al didn't want her getting hurt by a Malfoy, so he had to tell someone.
Also, he needed advice to go by because Al didn't know how to handle this. By telling Uncle Ron, the house would be destroyed within a matter of minutes. Uncle Ron had that famous Weasley temper, just like Rose. If he told his dad or mum, the entire wizarding world would know by the end of that very same day. His mum and dad gossiped too much at work and parties. No, Al couldn't tell any of his aunts or uncles. They were all too connected. Al didn't know who to turn to.
Then, a person came to his mind.
Teddy.
Teddy's parents were old family friend who had died in the Second Battle of Hogwarts. Teddy was their child and, even though he wasn't their cousin, he was treated like one because his dad was Teddy's Godfather. He was cool, but he was also a lot older than everyone else. This was because his parents were married and had kids before his aunt Ginny was even out of Hogwarts. Even with the age difference, Teddy would still hang out with them. Teddy was the perfect person to talk to. He wouldn't judge him and he would give good, honest advice. Also, this wouldn't be the first time he had sought Teddy for advice.
Al raced to his room, not bothering to talk to anyone else. Not wanting breakfast, Al sped past the stragglers in the Common Room. Climbing up the stairs to his room he saw his roommates walking towards him. Al didn't want to get caught up in a conversation, so he ducked into the tapestry. Once they past him, he got out of his hiding space and ran up to his dorm. Up in his room, he was alone and it was quiet because everyone else either had lessons or was in the Great Hall.
Al had to rummage around his desk to find a spare piece of parchment and a quill. His desk was not the neatest, so Al couldn't find what he wanted. After looking in almost all his drawers, he finally found parchment. Not wanting to waste time looking for a quill, he went over to his roommate's desk and took a new quill from him. Sitting down at his desk, he dipped his quill in ink. Then, he started to write.
Dear Teddy,
How are you and Victorie doing? I hope that you are well. I know that you were thinking about getting your own place and I hope that you did. Then, whenever my parents kick me out of the house when I'm too noisy, I can come and stay with you.
But now, I will tell you the real reason that I write this letter. I need some advice, but you can't tell anyone. Not my dad or mum or even Victorie. Can I keep you to your word? I think that I can, so I will tell you.
I think that Rose is dating a Malfoy. His name is Scorpius Malfoy and he is bad news. He is Head Boy and Rose in Head Girl. As you know, they have to share a dormitory. After the first night, I asked Rose about what happened. She said that nothing happened and then proceeded to tell us about her evening. Thought there was nothing bad about Malfoy's behavior, I think that she was hiding something.
Also, last night, I saw Scorpius leading Rose into the Room of Requirement. I waited all night, and they didn't come out until almost seven in the morning. I hate to think the worst, but I am afraid that something happened.
This is why I turn to you. I have no idea what to do. Should I confront them of just gather more proof? Since you are older and have more experience, I have to ask you that. Remember not to tell anyone. Please reply as soon as possible.
Your impatient friend,
Al
Al, upon finishing his letter, put his quill down and ran to the Owlery. Grabbing his owl, Hedwig III, he pushed the letter into the owls' beak and sent it off. Then, realizing that he hadn't eaten breakfast, hurried to the Great Hall while he hoped that he would receive an answer by the afternoon.
