Chapter 62: The Living Ghost
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{"With your imagination and emotions running wild...Fueling my frustrations like a fire burning, clock keeps turning...And I, I know it's getting underneath your skin...I've tried to tell you now...Don't look over your shoulder...'Cause that's just the ghost of me...You're seeing in your dreams...Wait, there's no rhyme or reason...Sometimes there's no meaning...In the visions when you're sleepin'...Don't wake up and believe them...You're looking at the ghost of me...Whoa...Yeah, you're looking at the ghost of me...Yeah, you're looking at the ghost of me..."} Ghost Of Me, Daughtry
The Corridor, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
The shattering of glass had awoken the formerly slumbering Scorpius Malfoy, son of Draco Lucius Malfoy, as he found himself registering the empty bed on the far corner of the dormitory It had belonged to none other than Albus Severus Potter, the youngest son of war hero Harry James Potter and newest addition to Slytherin house along with himself from that year. Albus Severus, whom had preferred to be addressed as either "Severus" or "Sev "to those closest to him (which had only been Scorpius for lack of better examples of friendship), had been acting rather strange for the past few months. This night had been one of the few times he had been relatively calm after going to bed and awakening with his magic actively radiating off his person and attempting to leave Hogwarts Grounds.
The various members of staff had been at a loss as to finding out what has causing the boy's apparent sleep walking condition even going so far as to inform his war hero father.
This night, Sev's attempt to flee Hogwarts turned rather frightening as Scorpius noted a trail of blood leading from the dungeons to the corridor above them, a few of the windows that had glass installed following the remodeling of the castle following the second wizarding war had been cracked, the glass had shattered causing the young Malfoy to awaken in the first place.
With confusion filed across his own adorable pale face, the young gray eyed wizard made his way toward the shadowy figure of Albus Severus Potter.
"S-Sev?" asked Scorpius with an arched brow as he inspected his friend.
Albus Severus seemed to ignore him as he stood before the broken window his right hand dripping with blood from the apparent means of force he used to break the glass and ensure his freedom.
Just as he attempted to climb out Scorpius tackled him fearing quite heavily for his safety. The immediate sound of crashing awoke the rest of the sleeping boys and one had gone to alert the Slytherin Head of House, Horace Slughorn. The aged wizard came barreling into the corridor noting the two young Slytherins in something of a scuffle as Albus Severus attempted to fight off the concerned Scorpius whom had been genuinely frightened by the strange happenings surrounding his best friend.
Slughorn's means of defusing the situation had been to take both the boys to the Headmistress' office in a bid to get to the bottom of what was happening with young Albus Severus.
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The Headmistress' Office, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
The moment the three of them got near the Headmaster's office Albus Severus backed away from the door not at all wishing to proceed inside. Scorpius found it most confusing that Albus Severus had been acting so strangely. Headmistress McGonagall opened the door to find her three guests that had taken the time to awaken her in the early hours of the morning as all four of them still wore their respective bed clothes.
"What is the meaning of this nonsense at this early hour of the morning?" she asked narrowing her green eyes at Professor Slughorn and the two Slytherin boys.
"I awoke to news of a row between the two of them going on in the corridor." replied Slughorn, giving the bare minimum of the tale as per usual.
"That's not what happened." protested Scorpius Malfoy annoyed by Slughorn virtually throwing the two of them under the proverbial bus when they came face to face with McGonagall.
"Do tell Mr. Malfoy." said Headmistress McGonagall not at all hiding her suspicion regarding the boy due to his name and Hogwarts House.
"I heard glass shatter and noticed something had been wrong with Sev...I think he's been sleep walking again because he tried to jump out the window in the corridor."
Headmistress McGonagall turned her keen green eyes upon the youngest son of Harry James Potter. She had not expected much trouble from the usually quiet and reserved boy but had not been all together surprised until she was informed that he'd been sleep walking or something of the like for the past few months.
"Albus?" said McGonagall seeming to study the young dark haired wizard.
Albus Severus ignored her attempting to step out of the office as it seemed to make him greatly uncomfortable to be in there more so than any other student whom had been in her presence.
"Let me go." growled Albus Severus with his equally green eyes narrowed at her.
"What is the meaning of these accusations..." began McGonagall.
"I SAID LET ME GO MINERVA!" shouted Albus Severus not in the least impressed by her use of authority.
The Headmistress had been taken aback by the boy's use of her first name as if they had been familiar.
"Mr. Potter!?" she began only to be cut off once more by the green eyed young wizard.
"You call me Potter again and the next duel between us will result in your untimely demise." growled Albus Severus not in the least impressed by her tone.
"SEVERUS!?" said the voice of Albus Dumbledore from the portrait along the far wall.
Albus Severus became even more agitated as a result of it.
"DO NOT FUCKING SPEAK TO ME OLD MAN!?" he growled in fury. "IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT LITTLE BASTARD HAD MY SON ARRESTED...YOU LET THE LITTLE SHIT BELIEVE HE WAS ABOVE REPROACH AS A BOY AND NOW LOOK WHAT HE'S GONE AND DONE!"
Headmistress McGonagall, Scorpius Malfoy and Slughorn had stood in relative silence as Albus Severus whirled on the portrait of his namesake Headmaster Albus Dumbledore with a fury none had even known him to be capable of.
"Severus this isn't going to help him." said Dumbledore in his usual calm and father-like tone of voice that only seemed to further cause the young Slytherin to become irate.
"FUCK YOU!" growled Albus Severus enraged.
At that moment, Harry James Potter came rushing in through the floo once he had been notified of his youngest son's sleepwalking again. The moment he appeared amid the emerald green flames, Albus Severus Potter attacked him without regard for any whom had been in attendance.
The ensuing row had been quite the shock for both the boy who lived and the Headmistress.
Harry had no understanding of what was happening but did his best to reach his son and attempted to get him to see reason.
"SEVERUS!" shouted Dumbledore worried of what the ensuing outcome would be.
"STUPEFY!" shouted Headmistress McGonagall launching the spell from her wand with Harry occupying the boy's attention.
The spell struck him head on and caused him to black out as Harry struggled to catch his breath unsure of what to make of his own son trying to kill him.
"Albus...what...what's happening to you?" asked a sorrowful Harry Potter as he clung to his unconscious little boy.
Albus Severus Potter had not replied still very much under the effects of the spell the Headmistress had unleashed upon him. Scorpius Malfoy looked on in stunned silence as his best friend seemed quite lifeless before his very eyes.
"Return Severus to his bed." instructed Dumbledore. "Perhaps some rest should sort him out."
Minerva seemed to be in agreement.
"Perhaps we all could use more rest." she said.
No one present aside from the seemingly all knowing portraits could say for sure that what they had witnessed had been the awakening of Severus Snape's very soul within the youngest Potter boy in response to the crisis pertaining to his child.