The vein in Charlotte's temple was throbbing; she was either hungry or really pissed.
"Why did you not tell me BEFORE YOU ASSULTED ME?" she yelled.
"We did!" Scorp yelled back, "But you never answered!"
Al nodded vigorously.
The stopped Charlotte, "oh... errrm well you see. I thought you'd be screaming… so I err put a silencing charm on the door… heh heh"
Scorp glared at her, "So it wasn't our fault right?"
Charlotte hung her head in shame, "Right. Fine here's the deal. I deal McGonagall that you severed your term and you don't tell her about the charm. I have a feeling she wouldn't like the fact that if you were in trouble I wouldn't know."
"Deal" said the boys.
Charlotte sighed, "Come on then. Get back to Hogwarts."
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Scorp fell onto his bed exhausted. It wasn't so much that he had done anything (because he hadn't. All he'd done was thrown a sword recklessly), it was that shear fear had tired him out. It was about 5 o'clock and all he wanted to do was sleep.
He fell into a deep sleep almost automatically, where he dreamt of a lone wolf, running through the forest being pursued by a horse and a dragon.
The dragon was just about to scoop up the wolf when Scorp felt a large amount of pain in his side.
Suddenly awake he realised he had fallen out of bed. He rubbed his head and then heard a thump from the other side of the room.
Al yelled out in pain and a familiar female voice was suddenly yelling at them.
"Albus and Scorpius get up now! Do NOT get dress and grab your brooms!"
Next to Scorp Josh was moaning, while Seamus and Rob slept through the whole thing.
Scorp stood up and caught a glimpse of a redhead pushing Al out the door. Not wanting to be so roughly handled Scorp grabbed his broom and followed.
Down in the common room Rose grabbed both Scorp and Al by the collars and proceeded to drag them out to the Quidditch pitch. Scorp hadn't realised Rose was this strong! It was only as Rose dragged them down the steps did Scorp note that it was still dark. In fact the moon still hung in the sky. He guessed it was about 2 am.
Unfortunately for the boys it had rained the day before and the grass was wet.
Finally Rose stopped and dumped the boys on the ground.
Fred stood there grinning at them, his eyes full of malice.
"Hello boys. Would you like to know why you're here?"
Not really, but Scorp nodded anyway. So did Al.
Fred's eyes narrowed, "While you were away it was the match against Ravenclaw, and guess who lost?"
Scorp swallowed, "Us?"
"Bingo!" jeered Fred, "But not by much, so we're still in the running for the Cup. But the team and I figured that since our chaser wasn't there, he should have some extra training!"
Al raised his hand cautiously.
Fred glared at him, "Yes Potty?"
"Umm I'm not on the team, so can I go?"
"Traitor," mumbled Scorp
"No you may not! You were part of the plot therefore you must suffer with Scorp. Now both of you! Four laps around Hogwarts grounds!"
Moaning the boys took off.
Scorp managed it with ease. He'd done it every morning for regular training, but Al, who didn't fly that often, was panting at the end (A/N: umm why?).
"You okay?" Scorp asked Al.
Al nodded breathlessly as Rose walked towards the two, floating two giant stacks of books.
"On the ground! Push ups!"
Scorp and Al dropped to the ground and starte their push ups. After they had both completed ten Rose dropped the stacks of books on their backs.
"Ten more!"
Scorp groaned, knowing this was just the beginning.
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After he had vanished the elf had stumbled through the glade and dropped on his doorstep.
His daughter ran outside, hearing his deep breathing.
"Dad!"
She lifted him inside and placed him on the bed. The elf groaned and rolled over, clutching his stomach.
His daughter ran out of the house and return minutes later with the elf's sister, a healer.
She looked at him disdainfully, "Gildor Arnatuile! What have you done?"
"Wizards," Gildor croaked.
His sister turned to his daughter, "Aredhel, fetch some hot water."
The tiny blonde haired, green eyed seven year old dashed out of the house leaving her aunt and father behind.
Gildor looked to his sister staring at her pointed ears. Gildor looked exactly like her, of course that was to be expected. They were twins in everyway. Both had pale skin, brown hair, brown eyes and very, very pointed ears.
They were part of the elvan noble family, or at least his sister was. Gildor had been cast out years ago for producing a half breed.
"If you have come to criticise, then leave Idril!" he said.
Idril narrowed her eyes, "I have not come to critics again. You made it clear you did not want my help, although you need it now."
Aredhel came back into the house carrying a bucket of warm water.
Idril smiled at her, "Thankyou. Go and play now. Your father will be fine."
Aredhel smiled and Gildor saw what he saw so very often. His wife, Bree. His wizard wife.
Aredhel ran out of the house off to join her friend. Aredhel only had one friend, because the other elvan children disliked Aredhel's rounded ears.
Idril caught him staring and sighed, "Staring will not bring her back Gildor. Now lay back."
He did as she asked and allowed her to heal his stomach all the while thinking of Bree and the slimy blonde haired wizard that had killed her.
A/N: Starting to get why he hates wizards? Hehe ok a little trivia for you. I got the names from a website where you type in you name and get your elvan name. So Gildor Scorpius. Idril Charlotte and Aredhel Arnatuile is my name, Georgia Thackray. This has no relevance to the actual story; I just thought you'd like to know. Next chapter: The Four have a talk.