That knocked him back into reality. He backed up to see the entire Gryfindor quidditch team standing around, along with a few other faces. The entire team comprised of: James Potter- captain and beater, Albus Potter- chaser, Roxanne Weasley- Keeper, Fred Weasley- beater, Rose Weasley- chaser, and Lily Potter- seeker and currently unconscious.

Blain came gasping for breath. He put a hand on Scorpius' shoulder. Scorpius sensed, rather than felt, Al stand on his other side. No one seemed to take much notice of the three. They were all staring at the door in a daze. The hall seemed to be filled with Weasleys.

Dominique and Louis were sitting with their red heads close together. Rose found her way through the crowd and reached down to hold Albus' hand. James Potter sat with his head in his hands. Next to him stood Fred and Roxanne. Two more red heads sat together on the floor. (Later he found out these were more cousins. Molly and Lucy) The youngest Weasley, Hugo, was leaning on the wall looking quite upset. Next to him were the two blond boys Scorpius had seen Lily walk in with during the sorting ceremony. All the faces looked pale.

No one said a word. Scor, Blain, Al and Rose all sat down on a bench. It was odd to look out into a sea of red. And yet none of the shades were exactly the same. They were all similar, but not the same. He looked at them all and felt a ang to see that none of them had hair similar to Lily's. He sat thinking he may not get to see that hair for a long time. The silence continued and three more faces showed up. Blain leaned in close.

"Three of Lily's friends. Xander is the redhead, Marie is the brunette, and Marisol is the blond." Scorpius just leaned his head back and closed his eyes. It had been an hour since she had fallen and still no word. Each second seemed to drag on. No one moved. No one talked. No one seemed to breathe. It was almost as if they were all statues sitting in the hall.

Scorpius finally couldn't take the silence. He nodded towards the two blond boys. "Who are those two?"

Blain looked up. "Oh, those are the twins, Lorcan and Lysander. LoraLy when Lily is trying to be funny."

"They don't look like your typical Gryfindors." He knew it was mundane, but he didn't know what else to say or do. Blain gave a small smile.

"They aren't Gryfindors. They are Ravenclaws like their mum."

"Well then why are they hanging out with Gryfindors?"

"Lily's mum and dad had a friend in school named Luna Lovegood. She was a bit of an odd duck. Still is really. I met her this summer when I went to visit Al. Anyways, Luna went off to search for the Crumpled Snorklack or something like that and left the boys to stay with Harry and Ginny for a few weeks. Lily is named after Luna you know."

Scorpius interrupted, "How do you get Lily out of Luna?"

Blain leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. Albus spoke before Blain could answer. "Her name is Lily Luna Potter." Scorpius looked up in surprise. He had thought Al had forgotten he was here. If the situation wasn't so serious, he would have laughed. When he started this year, he would have recommended a nice long stay at St Mungos for anyone who would have told him he would be getting along with one Potter, never mind two Potters.

Al sat staring at his hands. He spoke quietly. "Lily and Lor and Ly were inseparable this summer. They are a little odd, a little dreamy, but they have been really good friends for her. They don't care about our dad or the family name. They don't ask about his scar or about the war. They let her be Lily. That has been really important to her. Everyone assumes that because Dad is a hero, we know a ton about it or that we were spoiled rotten. Lor and Ly don't care."

Albus sighed and leaned back. He seemed to have run out of words. That was OK with Scorpius, because he didn't know what to say. That was exactly what he had pictured the Potters as. Spoiled little brats that bragged about their dad. No wonder Lily had been so mad when he accused her of seeking attention. They lapsed into silence again.

Everyone looked when they heard footsteps coming down the hall. They were moving fast. A deep voice spoke, "Ginny, I'm sure she's fine. Ginny, stop, just stop!" The last was a command and the footsteps stopped. They heard the voice again. "Just take a deep breath. It won't help anyone if you are that upset. Calm down." After a few minutes, the footsteps started again, but this time they were calmer, more controlled.

By now, Al and James were both standing up. They stood in the center of the hall, looking in the direction of the voices. Around the corner came one of the most famous wizards to ever live.

Harry Potter came forward with confident strides. He was the spitting image of Albus Potter. He was tall and muscular. It was said that if you joined the auror department Harry Potter was out training with you almost every day. He told everyone they had to be prepared for anything, and he took that to heart. He was constantly finding new ways to train the new and old.

He had his arm around a red headed witch that Scor assumed was Lily's mum. Ginny Weasley had been a professional played for the Holyhead Harpies for awhile and now she was a well known quidditch reporter. She was small, but very lean. Her red hair was pulled back to reveal a very agitated face. Harry Potter too had a strained look on his face.

When Ginny saw James and Albus, she ran to them, hugging them hard. It was then the tears came. She cried softly into their shoulders. Harry came up behind her, putting a hand on her back, rubbing slow circles. The low, soothing voice came again. "It's OK. Madam Pomfrey said she was fine. She just needs a little time to recover. Come on, you don't want her to see you crying."

This seemed to calm Ginny down again. She sighed, "I know. She's fine." Ginny took a breath and straightened her shoulders. She wiped the last of the tears away and smiled at the crowd. "She's fine. She is still unconscious and she has a nasty knock on the head, but she's fine."

Fred looked up at the parents. "Well, with Al and James for brothers, a little fall of a broom won't hurt our Lily. I mean, if you can survive those two, you can survive anything. Come to think of it, she probably fell on purpose so she could have a break from them."

James swatted Fred on the back of the head and the group began to laugh. It relieved the tension of the hall, and everyone soon relaxed. Scorpius felt his back unstiffen and his muscles relax. All around him, people were talking. The arrival of Lily's parents and their assurances seemed to bring back life to the group. If they said it was OK, it was OK.

Harry and Ginny Potter hugged family quickly before taking Al and James into see Lily. Harry left with a slight wink. "You know Madam Pomfrey, only a few people at a time. We'll make sure you all get to see her."

With that, they were gone. Scorpius heaved a sigh. He was emotionally drained. Blain seemed to feel the same way. He looked at Scor with tired eyes. "It's a time for family right now. Want to go sneak some food for dinner and come to see her later?" Scorpius nodded and the two were off.

They didn't notice the dark eyes that followed their movements. The eyes glanced back at the infirmary door and narrowed dangerously. "Next time Potter" a voice whispered.