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White Christmas
Breakfast on the eight of December was a noisy affair, Albus Potter thought as he attempted to ignore his house mates' loud conversations. Was the hall always this noisy? He stopped himself from glaring at the group next to him who were so loud that they could be standing at either end of the Quidditch Pitch and still hear each other clearly, or so Albus thought.
He looked around the packed hall before turning his gaze up to the white ceiling which showed even more snowflakes spiralling down. He glanced across the hall and saw Rosie with her head buried in another book and Scorpius joking around with another Gryffindor boy. Albus sighed before getting to his feet and wandering over to Ravenclaw table and dropping down to his red-haired best friend who jumped when she felt his presence.
'Not interrupting am I?' he asked and Rose rolled her eyes before turning back to her book.
'I'm surprised you're over here,' she said rather coolly and Albus raised hie eyebrow.
'What on earth is that supposed to mean?' he asked her and she lifted the her book slightly higher and chose to ignore his question. Albus shook his head and glanced once more over to the Gryffindor table, this time his eyes ran over the length, taking in the amount of familiar faces he saw. James and Fred were chuckling to themselves which normally would have had Albus paling rather dramatically but as they were sending those 'devil' looks towards another boy at Hufflepuff table Al felt rather safe – for now. Sitting not far along from them Dominique sat talking to a tall boy with light brown hair, most likely her latest boyfriend. Alice Longbottom was giggling with her girlfriends further down and then was Scorpius Malfoy, Al and Rose's best friend.
Albus turned back to Rose to see her duck back behind her book and he rolled his eyes. He caught sight of Molly's curious expression just down the table. Al shrugged his shoulders at her when she tilted her head in question before she turned back to her breakfast.
He studied her for a moment and shook his head when he still couldn't come up with an answer to her cool behaviour.
He glanced around the hall and then towards the oak doors before he turned back to her.
'Want to go see Hagrid?' he asked and she finally lowered the book enough so he could see her face. She gazed at his for a moment, her expression unreadable before she nodded.
They clambered to their feet and Al led the way over to the doors when Rose grabbed his arm.
'What?' he asked when he turned around to face her.
'Aren't you going to bring Scorpius?' she asked, her eyes fixed on his and something trembling in her voice.
'I wasn't going to but if you want him to come –' he began but was cut off when she quickly shook her head and grabbed his wrist to drag him from the hall across the Entrance Hall and out into the chilly grounds.
'Slow down Rose!' he cried before forcing her to stop. 'Why didn't you want Scorp to come? I thought you two were friends?'
'We are,' she said shortly before continuing her furious pace from before with Albus just managing to keep up.
'Then why didn't you want him to come?' he asked and Rose turned around and sent him a look that plainly said if-you-can't-figure-it-out-yourself-I'm not-going-to-explain-it. 'Rose, did he say something or-'
'No, it's not like that,' she said and Albus almost yelled in frustration.
'Then what is it?' he asked sharply.
'We just don't seem to hang out together as much as we used to,' she said quietly. 'And when we do, Scorp always seems to be around.'
Albus felt like hitting himself when her words reached him. He pulled her around to face him and struggled to find the right words to say.
'I'm sorry about that but he just didn't have any friends so I thought I'd invite him along. I didn't really think of that...' his voice trailed away when he realised that his words were pretty poor. Instead he grabbed her hand and began to drag her off to the hut which sat beside the Forest.
'Al – what?'
'Come on, we're going to visit Hagrid together and later I challenge you to a snowball fight,' he said and though he couldn't see her smile he could easily read her attitude change when she hurried to walk beside him.
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