Illusion - Scorpius POV

I couldn't stop smiling.

She was in my arms again and she hugged me so hard it made me believe that I she didn't want to let me go anymore. And when I thought that everything was going to be okay, she let go. When I opened my eyes to try to realize what was happening it wasn't Rose Weasley that I saw, but Ronald Weasley. He was at the top of the stairs leading to our rooms and looked at me sideways, but then he stared at his daughter and suddenly I knew what was going to happen.

The sudden happiness wasn't anything else but that, a mirage, an illusion. The truth was there, right in front of me.

- Dad... - I heard her say, her voice filled with fear, but the Mr. Weasley's look gave no chance to apologize.

- You're not my daughter. - he told her.

- I am, Dad, of course I am! I'm me! I'm Rose! - she pleaded, though I couldn't see her face, which was turned towards the stairs, I was sure she was crying. I wanted to go to her and surround her with my arms, but I didn't dare to do so.

- You will not be a Malfoy, my daughter doesn't walk with the children of death eaters. - he said solemnly.

- I don't walk with him father, I swear. He is nothing, I didn't want to stay with him in the same dorm. I swear, Dad, please... Father!

And then he turned and disappeared down the stairs. Rose took a third of a second to look at me and I knew what she was going to do. She was choosing her father, always her father. Never I. I don't know why I ever thought she would pick me. Then she ran downstairs and turned her back on me. And for a moment I thought about giving up, thought I'd let me stay here, but then something stronger pulled me forward and I ran after her. But she was farther away and I couldn't run as fast. If only I had my broom, but didn't see it anywhere and when I found myself I was in a deserted hallway and there were no signs or Ron Weasley or Rose's, and I let myself fall, defeated, and the only thing I could scream was her name.

- Rose! - I found myself screaming as I sat down abruptly in bed, dripping with sweat running down my forehead, not realizing what the hell I was doing here.

- Scorpius? - I heard but didn't wanted to believe, for a moment I thought it was more an illusion, another trick, but then I couldn't contain myself and looked.

A confused Rose Weasley was lying in bed next to me, with a red tank top and gray shorts and covered with the blankets up to her knees, one hand rubbing one eye and the other fixed on me, not realizing the reason of so much excitement. And only after that, it hit me like a Hippogriff's peck on my head. I was in my room at Hogwarts, and Rose was there, right next to me, and everything else was nothing more than a dream.

I lay my head on the pillow, extremely relieved, and pulled her to me with one hand, hugging her with both arms while she rested her head on my chest, completely forgetting that I had screamed, and spreading red hair on the mattress. And the last thing I remember before falling asleep is smiling.


A/N: I bet I gave you a heart attack ahahahhaha xD I've been planning this chapter for almost a week and you can't imagine my malefic laugh when I started to write muahahaha. I hope you enjoyed anyway *-*

Big kisses, people.