Letters to My Brown Eyed Beauty Chapter Sixteen, a harry potter fanfic

Author's Note: Spreading the Halloween Ball over 3 chapters, hope you an all follow on! – El xx

Scorpius' POV.

Letters to My Brown Eyed Beauty

Chapter Sixteen

Scorpius turned to Albus, who was standing beside him. He thought for a moment before speaking up. "I heard something," he whispered. Albus shot him a quizzical look. "Apparently the parents are coming for two hours, I just don't know when though."

Albus shrugged, "I heard it was just a rumour," he murmured back as he fixed his tie. Scorpius scowled at his tie, "I'm hoping," he gritted out, "Stupid tie,"

Scorpius could see the headlines for The Daily Prophet if word ever got out that something was wrong in the Malfoy household: Draco Malfoy screws up again: Fallen out of love or did he cheat?

He scoffed at his own thoughts. The entire Wizarding world would always blame his dad for everything and that was just how it had to be. They would completely disregard the fact Astoria Malfoy was one awful lady.

"I doubt they'll come anyway," Scorpius said, hopefully, "They don't like when people stare."

Albus frowned, "If your mum does come and she attempts a conversation with you, I'll hex her."

"You'll get yourself detention."

"Don't care."

Scorpius felt a little bit better. His best friend would always have his back.

'What would I do without Potter?'

"Are you old ladies ready yet?"

Tate asked, raising an eyebrow at the other two boys. "We've got your back, don't sweat it," Mycale, added, to be reassuring.

It worked.

"What are you four doing," Spencer asked, stepping into the room, nervously. He got shrugs in responses. "We better be off then, Tray, Bryce and Tor are probably waiting for us."

Spencer was in too good of a mood that it almost pissed Scorpius off.

Scorpius was meeting Amy at eight. She had gone home to get ready with her mother, Amelia. She was nice. Scorpius loved spending time with her. He remembers when he was younger, and she used to give him sweets, telling him not to tell his father. He'd always comply but didn't tell her that Draco gave him sweets all the time when his mother wasn't watching.

Albus sat down on his bed, waving the boys off, mumbling about having to do something as he scribbled on a parchment.

"What are you doing, Al? We'll be late."

Albus shrugged, "I have to do this. Give me one second."

Scorpius frowned, "Your parents will survive without you, man."

"I need to see if they're coming," he replied back quickly, as if he hadn't even heard what Scorpius said. Scorpius snorted as he rolled his eyes. His parents wouldn't miss a chance to show up at a ball.

"I'll meet you down stairs."

"Don't you have to meet Carlsson at the Ravenclaw tower at seven?"

Albus brushed, "Right. I forgot."

'How can one forget their own girlfriend?'

Scorpius shook his head before waving goodbye and leaving the dormitory. He met up with the boys in the Common Room, watching as the boys whose dates were in Slytherin, were already there waiting for them. Scorpius rolled his eyes, 'I don't have time for petty dates.'

He walked forward, ignoring them all.

"Malfoy, if you haven't noticed," Tallulah Jackson started but he cut her off. "I've got to meet Amy," he said, before turning around. Tallulah scowls, "She's an awful roommate. What do you see in her?"

Scorpius rolls his eyes, "I don't 'see' anything in her. I'm her friend," he said, lying through his teeth. Nobody picked up on it though. Thorssen quirked an eyebrow, "What do you mean? You haven't shagged her yet?"

Scorpius went paler than usual, "Of course not! How gross!" he scrunched up his nose, making a noise of disgust. Thorssen laughed, "Haven't you seen those curves? I bet she'd be good."

Scorpius didn't have to punch him because Carrow hit him in the shoulder. He smirked as if happy he didn't have to do it.

"Are you guys official then?"

"What on Earth are you talking about," Scorpius asked, glaring at the boys.

"Dating?" Spencer was the first to answer him causing guilt to swarm in Scorpius' stomach. H had promised his dad, he couldn't tell them that. It was one secret he had to keep from everybody. Even if it meant losing his friends. The thought of that alone made him frown.

"We never will," Scorpius said, shaking his head. "If you want a relationship with her, you're all allowed to. But if you hurt her, I will hunt you and I will gorge out your eyes. Manually."

The boys all blanched and then swallowed. None of them spoke for a moment.

"Let's get going then," Thorssen choked out and the rest of the boys agreed silently.

Albus Severus Potter's POV.

Albus looked back on his bed where he'd placed the letter. He'd been lying to Scorpius when he'd said it was to his parents. He didn't want to give up Lyra to anybody. She was his secret. He knew if he told Scorpius he'd assume he was two-timing Vivian, which he wasn't. He genuinely felt something for her, he just didn't know what yet. But she was a great girlfriend. He'd give her that.

'Lyra would be a better girlfriend,' a voice in his head said before he shook it away. He couldn't think of that. It wasn't right, and he knew it. He wanted to do right by Vivian Carlsson. But by simply writing letters to another girl across the world already seemed shady to himself. He'd be upset if Vivian did it to him, and yet he still didn't want to stop.

He looked back down at the letter she sent, not sure if his response was right yet. He sat back on his bed, picking it up before beginning to read again.

'Dear Green Eyed Boy,

Oh, Romeo, when will I ever know your name?

I guess I have to get used to you calling me Lyra, but what can I call you? Perhaps I'll let Romeo stick, what do you think?

It feels funny after all these years to hear my name. My real name.

Nobody ever says it anymore. My mother only calls me 'darling' and 'sweetheart' these days. And my dad…. well, he doesn't call me anything. I suppose that's because he's hardly around and my mother never talks of him. It's a taboo subject in the household. I wish more people spoke about it but they don't. My grandfather hates him with a passion and sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't blame him.

My father is never around. He shouldn't deserve a place in my heart, yet he does and he always will.

What is your name, Green? You keep keeping it from me and it makes me wonder if I'm not talking to that same eleven year old boy in Diagon Alley – but some creepy old man.

I also want to talk about Astronomy again, why don't you like it? You always avoid that question too like it's the plague. I suppose its normal for me. Everybody keeps things from me, thinking it'll be easier but its never easier. I hate being in the dark, especially when it concerns myself.

Do your parents ever keep things from you too, Green?

I've been thinking about what I'll do when I graduate, I know it's early, but it's does well to be prepared. I'd like to be an astronomer. I think it's interesting even if you don't. It'd be fun. I want to do so much more with my life than anybody ever knows.

But I trust you.

I trust you enough to tell you my name is Lyra and my dad abandoned us when I was born. I trust you with the things I can't even trust my own family and friends with. I suppose it's easier to trust someone else on the end of a series of letters than the people right beside me.

What do you think?

And what would you like to be when you grow up, Romeo? (Yep, it's stuck).

Sincerely, your friend,

Lyra, The Great Astronomer.

PS. Romeo, oh art thou, Romeo. You know the muggle play? Yeah, I think you'd be a great actor. ;)'

Albus began chuckling, "No way. I hate that play," he said, groaning. He'd missed her 'PS' at the bottom of the letter the first time. He supposed he had to accept it, and the fact her favourite subject was the most boring one of them all. The differences in interests is what makes their friendship so good. They didn't have to be alike to get along. He loved that about them.

Then the question hit him like a ton of bricks.

"What do I want to be?" He wondered aloud in thought, he wasn't sure. He guessed he might become an Auror like his father. He admired his father's job.

"I don't know," he added, "But I'm proud of you, Lyra," he whispered to the letter. She would make an incredible Astronomer and he knew it. He scribbled down a quick reply, making sure she never called him Romeo again.

He still didn't find it in his heart to tell her his name.

There is only one Albus, and he knew she'd make the connection: Albus Potter, Harry Potter's son. He just didn't want that for them.

Lyra was the first friend he ever had that didn't know who he was, and he wanted to keep it that way.

'Maybe one day, I'll tell her, and she won't mind at all.'

The watch on Albus' hand read: 7:13.

Albus smiled as he approached the Ravenclaw Tower.

"I'm sorry I'm a little later," he admitted, sheepishly to his girlfriend. Vivian smiled, "Yes but it's okay."

"Thanks," he muttered, feeling terrible. He looked up again, taking in what she was wearing. She was wearing a baby pink coloured dress that reached the middle of her thigh. It was strapless, and heart shaped, showing off her chest in a wonderful way. She was wearing matching pink earrings.

"Wow," Albus breathed, realising his girlfriend looked gorgeous. He felt like the luckiest man on earth.

"You look beautiful," he complimented with a smile. "You too, Potter."

He rolled his eyes, "It's still just Albus."

"Where's the fun in that?"

He shook his head before taking her hand and walking towards the Great Hall.

As they approached the door, Albus almost forgot about the blue tulip he had. "Wait," he said as she went to open the doors. She looked at her boyfriend in confusion. "I, uh, got this for you," he said, grinning, before giving it to her. "Thank you. It's lovely," she said, her eyes not matching her words. Albus shrugged it off before opening the doors.

Everybody's eyes were on them. Albus wanted to cower but decided not to. He ignored them, realising they wouldn't go away.

"Look at Albus, with his girlfriend Vivian!"

Vivian grinned widely, waving at everybody. She loved the attention and the photographs that followed. Albus wanted to sink further into the ground so nobody could see him.

Albus was used to all the constant attention, Vivian wasn't but she was definitely relishing in it. He rolled his eyes before heading off to a seat but Vivian pulled him back. "Ask me to dance," she muttered, giving him the dignal.

He stood up, "Would you like to dance with me, Vivian?"

Vivian beamed, and they began dancing. He sighed, hoping it would be over soon. All the stares and all of the pictures being taken.

The door began opening again and Albus looked over. His sister emerged in a beautiful, yellow dress with a redheaded boy on her arm. He was wearing a black tuxedo and a yellow bowtie. His brown eyes were sparkling with happiness.

'That must be Hamish,' Albus thought to himself. He did look an awful lot like Cleo Bay. He had her red hair and their older brother's brown eyes. Cleo had always looked identical to her dad and Jayden had looked identical to their mother. Hamish looked like both the parents, according to Albus' memory.

Lily smiled at Hamish as she held a small blue iris in her hand. They walked over to a table and began talking.

Albus was happy she was happy and that his favour to Cleo went well.

They danced for a while longer before the doors opened again. Everybody cheered.

The Head Girl had arrived, on the arm of the Gryffindor Qudditch Captain.

Cleo Bay was standing next to her long-time admirer, James Sirius Potter. They were careful not to teach each other and that made Albus snicker. Cleo wanted tonight to be over as soon as it began.

She was wearing a beautiful, baby-blue dress that reached the middle of her knees and a black ribbon around the waist of the dress. She was also a vision of beauty, but in a separate way to Albus. He had never fancied the Head Girl, that was always James' part. His eyes danced with happiness as Albus noted that his blue tie matched her dress perfectly. On Cleo's right hand, there was something akin to a bracelet on her wrist. It had a small, purple, lilac attached to it.

"We should sit down," Vivian said, a little annoyed that Albus was smiling at James, encouraging him to ask Cleo to dance with his eyes. They took a seat, not far from the table Hamish and Lily were sitting on. Lily looked completely bored and Hamish looked a little down. He was attempting to get her attention, but she was too busy waving at the older boys.

Albus shook his head, returning his attention to his girlfriend who also looked bored. "How about I get you a drink?" Albus asked and she nodded, so he got up and walked towards the drink table.

James Sirius Potter's POV.

James lead Cleo to a table on the other side of the room, not wanting to be near his siblings. He knew they both needed space with their dates too. James was proud of Albus, for his first ever girlfriend. He knew Vivian wasn't right for him, but who was James to ruin his brother's happiness?

He noted to himself to thank Albus later for convincing Cleo to say yes to his date offer. He owed tonight to Albus and would offer him Firewhisky later in the dormitories. He had kept a stack in his room since before he could remember. He thinks just this once, Albus deserved to have one.

"Cleo," James started, feeling as if his mouth was parched. He licked his dry lips as he spoke up once more, "Did people expect you to go tonight with the Head Boy?" He tried to act as casually as he could when asking the question. As soon as she laughed, his cheeks turned red.

"Normally, yes," she answered him, "but they apparently had bets on if I'd go with someone else."

Cleo was giggling at him and he'd never heard her giggle before. He shot her a look of confusion, not realising he had even more competition than before.

"They wanted me to go with you, Potter, you prat," she said, nudging his shoulder, trying to make the best of an unpleasant situation. James blinked in shock before blushing once more which caused her to erupt in even more laughter.

Her laughter only made him go redder.

Author's Note: I was thinking of doing a spin off of this about James and Cleo, what do you all think? Let me know in the reviews! - El x