A/N Hello everybody. Sorry for the late chapter, but a friend of mine died last week (a cancer tumor), and I have been really depressed and didn't have much writing inspiration, I didn't even want to get out of bed for a few days, but now I'm slowly starting to feel better. If I wrote anything earlier, I would've probably killed of all the main characters. To the other thing. Since it's summer, I'm soon going to go to Hungary and live with my grandmother's sister and she doesn't have internet connection. Therefore, I will only be able to update sometimes, when I'm at my cousins houses. But I promise that once the summer ends and I'm back in Sweden, I'll update more often then before. I hope that's okay. A/N

Chapter 9: Depression

November 5th, United States of America, Scorpius.

Today was a special day, not a good special day, but a bad and heartbreaking one, it had been a month. He hadn't seen his daughter in a month. Yesterday, he got a letter from Hermione and Ron, Felicity had apparently stopped to waiting for him, she didn't think that he would go home anymore. It crushed him, his daughter thought that he had abandoned her. What kind of dad was he? Why did he even take this stupid job? He knew that he needed the money, but he didn't care. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, and he wanted to go back home and give his daughter a hug, talk to her, make her laugh, make her realize that he didn't leave her. But he couldn't. He had to be stay in the U.S for another 23 months, working at the stupid ministry, 23 long hopeless months without his precious little girl. Okay, he didn't really hate the ministry and his job, he actually liked it but the loss of Felicity was stronger than his happiness, and the reason was because he was worried, Felicity was still young after all. Would she even remember her when he came back? He bit his lip again and he felt the tears streaming down his cheeks. First Rose died, left him and now this. He left his daughter and under a long period of time, she felt the exactly the same as he felt when he lost Rose. The worst thing was that Felicity accepted it faster than him, he still wasn't fully accepting the death of his wife. His daughter were stronger and more logical than him when it came to loss, and he was grateful for that. He didn't want Felicity to grieve like he did, to be as sad and the depressed as he was...

November 6th, United Kingdom, Felicity.

She ran around down the stairs followed by her grandfather. She laughed.

"Can't catch!", she shouted and ran to the left.
"We'll see. I'm gonna catch you!". It was her grandfather's voice.

"No, no! I run!", she screamed and ran inside the kitchen and hid behind her grandmother.

"What are you doing Lissy?", she asked but Lissy was quite, she was hiding after all. She knew that her grandfather was in the room as fast as she saw his red hair, the hair that reminded her of herself and her father, and she ran, but felt someone picking her up, laughing.

"I got you, I got you!", he shouted as she began to laugh.

"Grandpa fun! Catch-catch fun!", she said and smiled, waiting for him to put her down.

"You two seem to have fun, Ron, set the table, lunch is almost ready", her grandmother said and she smiled.

"Egg?", she asked and her grandmother laughed and smiled.

"No Lissy, you got eggs for breakfast. But you can get eggs tomorrow. Is that okay?". She nodded.

"Good, egg to-to-tomorrow, yummy!", she said and raised both of her hands. She saw her grandfather set the table, and he helped her up in her chair.

"Lissy, do you want to go and play with Sebastian tomorrow?", her grandfather suddenly asked and she raised her hands into the air.

"Yes! Like Sebastian! Fun!", she shouted before she got her lunch, and after lunch, she talked about how fun she and Sebastian would have the next day, she talked about that until she had to go to bed, nothing could stop her, she hadn't been that exited in a really long time, and nothing was going to ruin it, not this time...

November 6th, United States of America, Scorpius.

He sat at the dinner table in his apartment, alone. He looked down at his feet and his emotions told him that something was wrong, that something was missing, and of course he knew what it was, it was to quite.

Felicity.

They always ate together at home, he always helped her to eat, she always talked and laughed at the dinner table, she always got a little extra when she got toast or egg for food. He missed that, taking care of his little girl. He missed everything about it, because that was his everyday life for over two years, until he moved away from her...

He would NEVER forgive himself for that, even when he's back with his daughter, even when she's an adult, especially when she's an adult. It would just remind him that he missed out on two years of his only child's childhood, that's something unforgivable. You'll never get a second chance to live your childhood, and you only get to watch your children grow up once as well.

And he only have one child, he would never have another one and he was here, at the others side of the world, missing out on her childhood. How did he think?

The only thing he could do was to wait, wait in 23 months...

A/N That was the chapter. Sorry if it's a mess but I couldn't write anything better. I don't know when next chapter will be up, it may be next week and it may be in fall. We'll see. A/N