Sorting was the usual. Annoying first years, getting nervous and excited. But Scorpius couldn't help but miss her.

She was all that was on his mind.

She didn't talk to him for one full week. Then...

"Scorpius. You and Rose will be responsible for this plant. Puffapod's are very hard to work with. So I figure, my two best students could take care of it." said Neville Longbottom.

"Scorp. Can we talk. Please?" She asked. Her eyes begging for him to just look at her. Just once.

Before he could open his lips for a word to the one girl he loved, Kingsley Shacklebolt, from the Ministry came in between them.

"Scorpius. We must talk. Now. Alone."

"No! Anything you can say in front of him, you can say in front of me!"

"This concerns his father Rose. Speaking of fathers, yours sends his 'love'."

"My..m-my father?" Scorpius said. His whole body shaking.

"May we now speak in private."

"No. Rose...Rose and Al-Albus. they must come as well."

The four of them walked until they found an empty classroom.

"Scorpius. Your father has gone missing. The last person to see him was a muggle bartender. His name was Johnny Manson. He cannot remember where your father went. We're looking for him Scorp. Trust me. Harry's leading this case."

"My father's missing. NO! You must be mistaken! I can't lose them both. Mum...Where's my mum?"

"Your mother ran off. With some man named Rolf. Luna Lovegood's ex husband. She's safe."

"Why the bloody hell are you telling me this? I must find my father. You should be looking for him. Stop wasting your time. Go back. Go back and find him!"

"Scorpius there's more."

"Great. Of course there's more. There always is."

"We found this at the bar."

He held a photo of Draco, Astoria, and Scorpius. Christmas. Scorp was around 9. He had gotten gifts from George Weasley. He could tell because of the bag that said Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. On the back was written

"Me and my son. With my beautiful wife. Thank you so much for the gifts George. And thanks again for helping me with my drinking problem. -Draco."

"But George...never liked Draco." Rose said. "I think I'd know my own Uncle!"

"George was in AA with Draco." Kingsley said.

"What?"

"George was an alcoholic. Along with Draco. George became one because of the loss of Fred. Draco, because his father didn't give a damn about his problems. George recovered before Draco went in. George had his check up with AA. And Draco was there. So George sponsored Draco. And Draco became clean. Until George was found making out with Astoria."

"THAT'S WHY MY MOTHER LEFT!" Scorpius yelled.

"Yes."Kingsley said. With that he left.

Scorpius couldn't stop crying. He didn't know what to do. Or believe anymore. He didn't return to any of his other classes either.

Christmas time.

"Scorp!" Rose yelled. "Get on the train. Your coming with us for Christmas this year!"

"Fine." He said. Scorpius couldn't help but smile. Rose and his friendship grew stronger and stronger each day.

They all had finally made it to the Burrow. Rolf was there to greet them. Scorpius ignored him and found his mother and went straight into her arms.

"MUM! I've missed you so much. Why didn't you write any letters or anything like that! Mum?" He looked back at his mother. She had been crying. "Mum. What's that matter."

"Oh Scorpius." She said. "You look so much like your father." She bursted into tears when she said this.

"Mum?"

Harry walked over and put his arm on Scorpius' shoulder. "Could we talk?"

Scorpius agreed, not knowing what else to do.

"Harry. Please tell me you saved my father. You-you. You promised! Harry. Please!" Scorpius couldn't help but cry.

"I'm so sorry Scorp. Your father. We just found his body."

"NO!"

All the noises in the room next to them, where everyone was, ended. Rose ran straight in. She didn't know what had happened. Astoria stood at the door.

"Scorp. Please. Look. Scorpius." Rose said.

The only noises coming from Scorpius was his crying.

Finally he spoke.

"Rose...my father. He's dead."