I walked into my dad's chamber.
"their you are." he said coldly.
"hey dad, how's it going." i said, leaning by his bedside.
he sighed, "the doctor told me what i have." he said fear echoing in his voice.
"what's up Dad?" i said with a calm concern.
"it's cancer. liver." he said, hiding his face from me.
"c'mon dad. you can beat this." i said optimistically.
"Didn't You Hear Me? I'm Going To Die!" he shouted.
"yeah, dad i heard you. but still, with muggle drugs wizard surgeries and human will. you could easily beat this." i said hopefully.
"Scorpius..." he began angered, his voice calmed and he said, "you and i are very much alike. if i were talking to my late father, Lucius," he sighed, "i'd have said the same thing."
i stood up and walked out, i paused at the doorway and turned slightly. "you know why we're so alike pop?" i said aloud.
"why?" said dad.
"we're the same soul." i said with a smile.