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Chapter Twenty Five – Gold Forever
Hermione…
I heard Ron tearing up the envelope the owl had just dropped in his lap in the living room. Everything was silent except for the quiet clanging as I stirred soup in the metal pot on the stove with a wooden spoon, when suddenly…
"HERMIONE!" He exploded.
"Yes Ronald?" I replied, bracing myself for what he was about to say. He stormed into the kitchen.
"Would you please find me," Ron began as he rummaged through the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen, "the sharpest knife you own, a shotgun and a chainsaw and then meet me at Hogwarts in about…say, an hour?"
"What for?" I rolled my eyes.
"I need to kill someone." Ron said rather briefly. And I don't think he was exaggerating either – Ron looked murderous. And that only happened on a few occasions, like when someone ate the last sausage, or if someone bullied Hugo, or whenever a boy even looked at Rose.
"Who is it this time? You know, just last week you nearly killed me for eating the last slice of your birthday cake so it can't be that bad."
"Oh, it's bad. And before you say anything, this is nothing like the time I thought the guy in that shop was hitting on Rose when in actual fact he thought she was a shoplifter. That was an easy mistake to make."
"Ron, for goodness sake, will you just tell me what happened?"
"I knew that Malfoy kid was trouble," Ron muttered, still rummaging through the drawers in the kitchen.
"Oh no…what happened Ron?"
"Let's just say," Ron said, slamming a cupboard door shut, "he won't live to tell the tale. Now, onward!"
"Where are you going?" I called, but he was already out of the door.
"To Draco's house of course!"
"Oh no you're not!" And I shut the door before he could get out. "Look, whatever's happened with Scorpius has nothing to do with Draco so I'd leave him out of it if I were you."
"I'm sorry, are you…are you taking his side?" Ron said in disbelief.
"There are no sides! I'm just being sensible!" I exclaimed. "What happened anyway?"
"Well I don't know why she didn't tell us but Rose decided to go to the Yule Ball with Scorpius." Ron began explaining.
I suddenly felt a pang of guilt. I had in fact known about Rose going to the Yule Ball with him. I'd found out a few days ago when Rose had sent me a letter telling me everything…but she also told me not to tell Ron in case he had an aneurysm or something. Ronald must've spotted my culpable expression.
"You knew they were going together didn't you?"
"Well…yes, OK, I did, but I didn't tell you because I thought you'd end up breaking something."
"Oh, I'm going to break something all right – that boy's arm!" He shouted.
"Calm down! OK, so they went to the Yule Ball together, then what happened?"
"Albus spotted that…boy messing around with some other girl," Ron spat out through gritted teeth, "Seamus's girl, I think."
"I'm sure Albus simply took it the wrong way. From what I've heard from both Seamus and Draco that Selena and Scorpius are best friends. They practically have a brother-sister relationship! It's like me and Harry," I nodded.
"Oh no, no, no, don't try and change my mind by using examples and stuff," Ron glared down at the letter in his hands, "because it most definitely won't work."
"Come on Ron, you're over-reacting." Ron raised his eyebrows at me. "Well you are!"
"Do you not care about our daughter at all?"
"Of course I do! I just think you're blaming people unnecessarily to vent out your anger."
"I guess you're right, 'Mione," Ron mumbled, "Sorry, you know I can't stand it when it comes to our kids."
"I know. You're way too overprotective."
"Weasley nature," Ron grinned and I rolled my eyes.
Same old Ronald…
Scorpius…
I returned to the dormitory holding back tears. Don't you dare cry, I kept telling myself, you're a Malfoy! Malfoys don't cry!
I got about two hours of sleep that night. The events of the evening played back in my head all night like a movie screen right in front of me. Even when my eyes were shut I could hear the sound of her voice and see her face.
It was extremely depressing, I'll give you that.
Getting out of bed was hell. Another day of lessons and feelings and stuff. Ew.
I saw Rose entering the dungeons for Potions and seized my chance. "Hey, Rose, come here a minute," I said and took her hand.
"What do you want?"
"I'm…I'm so sorry. About everything. I didn't mean anything I said last night and I really hope you forgive me because…because I really like you and I know I'm rambling and you probably don't care but I just wanted you to know that…that the whole thing with Selena last night meant nothing! She was upset because of Lysander and I was just comforting her. She's like a sister to me. Anyway, if you don't ever want to look at me or talk to me again I'll understand."
Rose gave a little smile. "And I thought Malfoys didn't apologize."
"Oh we apologize…you just have to be special," I smirked. "So have you forgiven me or not?"
"I'll have to think about it." She rolled her eyes.
"Rosie!"
Her eyebrows shot up. "What did I tell you about calling me Rosie?"
"I like it. It's cute. Suits you."
"Yeah well, only a few people can get away with calling me that. One of them being my dad. The other is James."
"And not me? I am offended!"
She glared at me. "Fine! And yes, I have forgiven you."
She smiled and then disappeared into the Potions classroom.
Now that everything was OK with me, I had one other mission to complete – I had to get Lysander and Selena back together. And I had a feeling it was going to be tough…
"Lysander – "
"Don't talk to me!" He snapped.
"Would you stop being so childish and let me explain?"
"What is there to explain?"
"A lot!" I shouted. "When Selena and I were dancing, it…it meant absolutely nothing! We were just having fun. And you took it the wrong way, and she started crying so I, being the great friend I am, tried comforting her. That is it, OK?"
Lysander looked down for a moment. "Alright, alright. I guess I was just so overwhelmed that she actually said yes that everything just went over my head and, well I don't know, I was just being a complete idiot. Sorry dude," Lysander shook his head.
"It isn't me you should be apologizing to." I muttered.
"You're right. I'll catch you later, OK, Scorp?"
"Alright. Hey, if you're looking for Selena…I saw her go into the library a few minutes ago."
"Thanks, Alfo, I owe you one!"
"Lysander you owe me so many I've lost count. Anyway, it's all right. Now go, get out of here." I grinned and pushed him down the corridor in the direction of the library.
A few hours later…
"Well it looks like you two have worked it out!" Rose grinned as we spotted Lysander and Selena sat next to each other. And he had his arm around her. So it was most definitely safe to say that things had been worked out.
"Yeah, yeah, everything's worked out now." Lysander blushed. "Looks like we can say the same for you two." He smirked.
Yeah, so we were walking together…and holding hands…but they had no reason to jump to conclusions.
"You're jumping to conclusions, but yeah, we did," I shrugged.
"Oh I think it is conclusion-jumping-to time!" Lysander laughed as Rose and I sat down opposite them. "You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure it out. Anyway how did you get her to forgive you? I mean yesterday the hatred and loathing and revulsion between you was pretty intense. Not to mention the anger or deceit or the fury –"
"Lysander I think they get it. So what happened?"
"It wasn't hard. I grovelled a little, called her Rosie – which I know she just loves – and she forgave me instantly. I think it was the calling her Rosie part that made her changer her mind," I laughed.
"Are you stupid? I hate that name!" She grimaced.
"Sorry, Rosie!" I said and watched her wince at the name. Oh, how I was enjoying this.
Selena…
So everything had worked out. I was so happy words couldn't even describe it.
"Hey…you never told me what you said in our first year when all you could speak was French. I demand to know!" I said as Lysander and I took a walk by the lake.
"You really want to know?"
"Yes. Really!"
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Positive?"
"Yes!"
"Well, OK, but if it's something horrible remember you asked for it," He smiled.
"Go on…" I said warily, narrowing my eyes.
"I said…" Lysander began, "that you have really beautiful eyes."
Well I didn't see that one coming.
"Really?"
"Yeah. And I still think it. You know, I may look stupid or whatever, but I have a soft side too."
We sat in silence for a while after that, but I felt like something was missing. "Something isn't right here…"
"What is it?"
"I can't really put my finger on it…" I racked my brain for an answer. "Ah! I know what it is. You've stopped singing. That's it." I said, knowing it'd make him happy.
"Do you want to be deafened?"
"Don't be silly, you're good."
"Dude, you're just saying that," Lysander shook his head.
"I am not. You know I am loved for my honesty. If I thought you sounded like a mandrake I'd tell you. And you don't, trust me; you're not quite that bad."
"Gee, thanks, Selena," Lysander said, smiling. "What song?"
"Any…you choose," I shrugged, interested to see what he'd come out with. Hopefully it wouldn't be God Rest Ye Merry Hippogriffs or something…
He took a deep breath, like he always did before he started singing. "We're standing in a light that won't fade, tomorrow's coming but this won't change, 'cause some days stay gold forever." His voice was a sweet tone that was as smooth as butterbur. He paused. "How was that?"
"Carry on," I said in reply.
"The memory of being here with you, is one I'm gonna take my life through, 'cause some days stay gold forever."
I smiled shyly. "That was good. So is that your song of the day or something?"
"Yes, yes it is. I take it you liked it then?" He grinned.
"Uh, yes. You're going to have to let me listen to that song now."
"Will do," he smiled and put his arm round me. "Dude…why didn't this happen like…ages ago?"
"No idea."
Draco…
I was watching Phineas and Ferb when it happened…
OK so that doesn't really sound mysterious or anything, so I'll just rephrase that.
I was sat in the living room watching TV when it happened.
No…wait.
I was sat alone in the living room when it happened…
Yeah, that's better. Anyway, back to the subject.
"Draco!" I heard Astoria call before promptly storming into the living room. Well this wasn't going to be good… "We need to talk."
My heart started to beat really fast…Oh no…she'd found out I'd eaten the last Liquorice Wand! "I can explain!"
"What are you talking about, Draco?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I just got a letter from Scorpius about the Yule Ball…did he tell you who he went with?"
I frowned. "No…"
"OK…I don't want you to start shouting…or break anything…or murder anyone…or have an epileptic fit…but he went with Rose."
It hit me like a tonne of bricks. "WHAT?"
"Our son went to the Yule Ball with – "
"I heard but…WHAT?"
"It's true but…that's not all."
"WHAT?" Wow. Seemed like that was all I could say. "No, no, no, this can't be happening. This can not be happening."
Astoria watched me as I silently went demented. "I don't think you're quite ready to hear the rest of it."
"What could possibly be worse? Go on…I'm waiting." I winced, waiting…
Astoria took a deep breath. "So they went to the Yule Ball together and then after Scorpius was seen with another girl and now Ron's going to kill you." She said it so fast I could barely hear what she was saying.
"Ah." I nodded. "Would you excuse me for two minutes, please? I need to go hit something."
"What are you angry about exactly?"
"Scorpius…Rose…it's just…weird."
"I thought you and Ron were all right nowadays," Astoria frowned.
"We are but…it's just weird. It could be the fact that Rose's cousin hates our son. A lot." I suddenly had an idea. "Hey…who is that letter from exactly?"
"I don't know…it's not signed, and I didn't recognize the owl that brought it."
I sighed. "Does this mean they're like…together now?" I shuddered at the thought.
"I suppose so…"
"Well I most definitely don't approve!"
"Why not? Come on, she's a nice girl. Give her a chance."
I sighed. Again. "You're just going to have to admit our son's growing up." She shrugged.
There was a sudden banging at the door and Astoria answered it as I tried to make sense of my sudden predicament. "Uh, Draco, it's for you."
I walked towards the door and saw a murderous-looking Ron Weasley glaring at me. "You!" He said venomously and started walking towards me.
"Ron…calm down." I said, backing away from him. He looked like an angry Hippogriff on a rampage. And I'd had my share of bad experiences with those things…
"Keep…your…son…away from my daughter." He shuddered, as if the thought made him sick.
"Oh, I am scared." I said sarcastically.
"You should be."
"Eat slugs, Weasley," I smirked.
"THAT WOULD HAVE WORKED IF IT WASN'T FOR MY DODGY WAND, OK?" He yelled.
"If you say so, Weasley."
"Men…" Astoria muttered and went back into the living room.
"Look, Ron, I don't want to start a fight or anything, so why don't you come in and sit down and we'll work this out."
"There is nothing to work out, OK? And before you dare say anything else I beat you at Black Ops that time."
I gasped. "You did not!"
"Draco we all know I did, you can't play that game to save your life!"
"I am offended."
"That is the whole point." Ron nodded as if he was talking to someone a little crazy. "Anyway keep your dang son away from my dang daughter, dang it!" Ron paused. "I can't really pull that off, can I?"
"You're not very 'street' if you don't mind me saying so."
"Anyway, back to the subject. Keep him away."
I nodded trying to hold in my laughter. Ron trying to do the whole threatening thing...it wasn't working out for him. "So Black Ops tonight then?"
"Yeah…"
"Good. Now get out of my house."
"Do you have to be so rude?"
"Yes. Yes I do!" I sighed. "I can't really pull of the whole Phineas and Ferb thing can I?"
"You're not very Tri-State-Area," Ron shrugged.
"Yeah…so you just go home and prepare yourself to get crushed at Black Ops."
"HA! I will! I mean…I won't! Whatever!"
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