Chapter 2: Letters, Hexes, and I Really Hate Him (Rose)
Flying lessons sucked. I couldn't fly a broom for my life; I think John hexed Scorpious off his broom. Everyone though that Albus had Uncle Harrys talents (James didn't) and he did until Maggie flew to close to him and he fell off his broom, broke his leg, arm, wrist, and neck and now he says he will never fly again. Thanks to John Scorp is in the hospital wing for the night and Albus has to stay in for the next 3 days.
Flying lessons are now extra credit.
I dragged myself up to the common room after a long day of potions class, and a lot of other classes I can't seem to remember anymore. I walked into the pink and frilly girl's dorm and grabbed my bag of parchment, ink, and quills. This was the bag that my mother had hexed for me so I could keep anything in it and I would be the only one to be able to get it out. This is where I also kept my diary, but I wouldn't tell anyone that.
I made my way up to the hospital wing, and after getting into a fight with madam Fleacture, I was granted 2 hours to help Scorp and Albus with homework.
"Thanks again" I said to the nurse as I walked towards Scorp's bed.
I pulled back to curtain to see a broken, bloody, Scorpious. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. I had gotten away with a bandage above my left eye; he had fractured his wrist in 3 places, ouch. He should be almost healed by now, but he has to stay just to be safe.
"Hey," I said quietly to him, "how are you feeling?"
"Broken" He whispered back, he smiled, we both laughed. His smile was amazing. It always made me feel good inside.
"I'm allowed to spend 2 hours with you to help with homework, but I think the more pressing matter is the note to your dad." I said in a gentle, yet demanding tone. It seemed to work because he struggled to sit up and moved over so I could sit next to him.
I sat next to him and pulled out some parchment. We worked for about a half hour until we finished the letter, it read;
I sat next to him and pulled out some parchment. We worked for about a half hour until we finished the letter, it read;
Dear Father,
Hey, it's me Scorpious, you were right the first week was very hectic. The teachers seem to want to give as much homework as possible, I don't know why. Well dad I don't know any other way to say this but I was not sorted in to Slytherin. I was sorted into Gryffindor. I know that might seem like a bad thing but it really isn't. My current best friend is Rose Wesley. She is the oldest daughter of Hermione and Ron Weasly. She is very nice and she has been helping me with my studies. I really hope that you can understand, just because you don't like the parents, I think that it's still okay for me to like the kids. I hope you can send me an owl soon.
Your son,
Scorpious Malfoy
"So I think that looks pretty good" I said happily.
"I guess…" Scorp said uncertain.
I gave him a quick hug and told him that I was going to go and see Albus.
I walked out to the main part of the infirmary and walked over to Albus bed. I opened the curtain to see Maggie holding his hand and comforting him.
"Hey Albus" I said cheerfully and sat across the bed from Maggie.
"Hey Rosie" He said weekly back.
Albus and I hung out for only about 15 minutes until Madame Fleacture came in and said that he had to take a nap. So Maggie and I left.
I waved goodbye as she went towards Gryffindor tower, I walked back over to Scorpious's bed. I was about to pull back the curtain, when I heard quick, low, whispering voices. The one was deffinitly was Johns, one was Scorp's, but the other I couldn't name.
"-you know it, so it would be best for both of us if you leave the two of us alone" Johns voice said.
"And if I don't?" Scorp's raspy weak voice whispered.
"Let's just say, the girl might have some… Problems" the unknown voice said
"You wouldn't!" Scorpious said quietly, as if he was unsure.
"You know we would, Rose is a flower-but flowers do wilt, more so if tampered with" John said menacingly. Were they talking about me?
I heard the two people stand up so I quickly hid in the next curtain until I heard the footsteps fade away.
I quickly ran into Scorp's room.
"Who was that," I demanded, "what were you talking about, and what is going on?"
"John likes you." He said quietly "he was just making sure, I was fine with that"
"I heard your conversation" I said hurt "There was more to it than that."
"Please, Rosie trust me on this okay" He said so pathetically that I had to pity him. So I stopped questioning him.
"Fine," I said, "but I was thinking, that we should have nick names, Scorpious is hard to say all the time. It could be a just you and me thing."
Scorpious smiled
"I really like that idea- I have the perfect name for you, Thorns." He said slightly cheerful
"I like that name" I said smiling too; I really think that his smile is contagious. "Yours should be Snake."
"I love that name" He said happily back. So we talked until the rest of my two hours was used up and I was chased out of the infirmary by Madame Fleacture