It was the day of the Slytherin Vs Gryffindor match. Next week is a Hogsmeade weekend, but I was already happy. Seeing Lily on the pitch was always a great experience for me. It was her little world that I could share with her too.

We weren't arguing about about the match, we're only 'enemies' on the pitch. After the game my Lily and I will have a sweet session in RoR.

Like always, the whole school was watching our match, it was the first of the season so everyone came anyway, supporting Gryffindor, as usual. I was carefully glancing over everyone. Happy but also a bit terrified because of my father's letter.

'Dear Scorpius,

I hope that you and Lily are alright. You had better be keeping up with your lessons even though you have a girlfriend. You need to do the best you can, and need to actually make progress. Speaking of what you want to be, you still haven't told your mother nor I what you wish to be.

And about that marriage, most of the wizard and witches in our pureblood society are truly happy for you and Miss Potter. But there are still some purebloods who don't believe in the new world. They might try something on either of you. I have already talked about it with Harry, since he's the Head Auror. Your mother doesn't need to know about this, not yet. Be careful, I don't want to tell your mother in the hospital wing. I also don't believe if we'll be able to attend your first match, as your mother is worked up about her works deadline which as of next week her new fashion line is being modelled. Your mother is getting very worked up from this, as well as she has been trying to get more 'real' models. You are very lucky you don't have to go through this Scor, she is killing me.

Sincerely, Dad.'

I knew why my father wouldn't be there, he's a part time auror, my mother is trying to forget about the attacks, like in the Ireland there were several attacks on muggles connected with the wizards and witches that my father had mentioned in the letter, so she took it out in her fashion.

I couldn't believe that they're still here. It's the year 2022, come on! We can live in peace with everyone. We're equal! Muggles, muggleborns, halfbloods and purebloods – we are the same human beings! Well... Maybe not muggles who have no idea about magic, they aren't as equal, but they do have some weird inventions.

My views for it weren't very Slytherin, but House of Snake had changed too. We're not all evil.

Finally the match started. I threw and caught the quaffle with perfect coordination and sync with my two other chasers, Nicolai and Ryker, a seventh year pureblood with sandy blonde hair and entirely average appearance. Even though I was playing the game I was still able to catch glimpses of my little princess, to make sure she was still fine.

It was quite easy to keep an eye on Lily considering she was a chaser like me. She was the youngest person on the Gryffindor team and one of the two girls. Lils and Louis were constantly in control of the quaffle, with barely any need for the other chaser Elliott only when the other of the close cousins was blocked by one of my team.

'Series thirty two!' I yell to my team hoping they remembered the game plays.

But it turns out my worrying for nothing, the chasers came behind me, making a triangle as I intersected the quaffle for Elliotts to Louis. Nicolai came in front of me catching the quaffle as he went by. Throwing the quaffle into the top hoop where Russo, a 6th year Gryffindor tried and failed to stop in going in.

'40-50 Slytherin!' Bhatt, another Gryffindor, in 7th year yelled, obviously disappointed.

The game ended sooner than everyone expected with both teams exhausted and keen to win.

The seekers finally saw the golden snitch. Albus dived downwards, at an incredible speed. But the Gryffindor seeker, a girl Davies, was closer to the ground, as well as the snitch and shot towards it. She wasn't as fast as Albus, and he was gaining on her quickly, his lanky frame making it easier for the wind to wrap around him and push him faster. He was still a few meters behind her when her hand outstretched and her hand wrapped possessively around the snitch.

Albus dropped off his broom sighing, as the teams started to fly down to the ground, Gryffindor cheering while Slytherin sulked.

But there was barely time for celebrating. As there was a scream. A light. She was falling. Her broom plunging to the pitch. Her red hair covering her face. Her skin paler than usual, but it was obvious who she was.

I dived after her. I must catch her! She was declining faster and faster. I dropped accelerating my broom. James, Fred, Louis and I raced to grab her, as Albus shouted and stood underneath her waiting to catch. Finally, a meter before the ground I jumped from my broom and caught her in my arms, protectively.

Lily was pale and shaking. She was so small, so terrified. And all I could think was the best way to kill the person who did this.

'Scorpius, Scorpius?' Lily's eyes were full of unshed tears, her teeth shattering. I hugged here warmly and kissed on the forehead.

Her family surrounding us, James holding her hand, before declaring 'I am going to kill that fucking bastard!' and marching towards the teachers, Fred and Louis following in a heat of pure anger. Albus looked towards me, pleading with his eyes to make sure she was fine, taking her to the hospital wing before trying to stop James from killing some innocent person. I took her weight in my arms bridal style, getting to my feet before pushing past the crowds of people to get to the castle.

'It's ok, I'm here. No one will hurt you.' I was full of anger but my voice was still calm, not to frighten the terrified girl in my arms.

She started crying, tears escaping her soft brown eyes. She didn't stop, going silent with crying before chocking on them. I talked with headmistress McGonagall and professor Longbottom, who told me about James' crazy spree and how Albus is trying to calm him down along with Flitwick while Ginny and Harry make their way to the castle for all 3 of their tormented children.

Questions still burned my mind-

Who would do something like this?

Who would be this cruel and want to hurt…or kill my future wife?

Why her?

Why not me?

I drifted in and out of consciousness.

My head spun. My arms an legs were week. And I could see nothing but pith black. Taste and smell nothing but strawberry lip gloss.

My hearing was slight. Only certain words I could actually pick up and understand.

James voice spoke softly to me, like it does when I'm ill or in trouble.

'Hey beauty queen. It's James! Your favourite brother.' He laughs slightly. 'So the nurse said you'll be fine.. You can still play quidditch, thank Merlin! Can you imagine me playing quidditch with out back me up? I was the first one aloud in since you've been brought up. Albus is next then Cat, Hugo and Louis, and finally Scorpius. He saved you know. I was too high to catch you, I haven't got the ability to dive that fast. Oh Merlin Lils, I'm so sorry! I'm you big brother, I should've saved you!' His voice cracks as he takes my hand in his.

'James, shhh. It isn't your fault. Scor caught her. Shh..' Catherine comforts him. He's obviously crying and I can't stop the tears running from my eyes even though I can't see.

'James, she's alive. See, she's fine, your princess is still here.'

'She's crying now. AWH Lil, are you crying for me!' He says, sounding more like himself.

'James, come on. Other people want to see her too. Like Albus and Cat. You've been in here since 6 o'clock this morning. It's 11.15 now! That's over 5 hours, James. You need sleep, and something to eat. C'mon.' Catherine shoos him away, being the voice of reason.

'Bye Lils. Love you.' He tells me kissing my head softly and squeezing my hand before leaving with Catherine.

The next voice I hear is Albus', 'Alright Lil, the nurse told me to speak to you like your listening... I don't know. The nurse kind of creeps me out. So, big fall... I'm glad you survived? James left about a hour ago, he was red and angry and crying. Catherine was dangling off his arm, telling him it'll be ok. It is all very emotional. Mum and dad came yesterday. Dad was going crazy, just like James, threating to kill everyone. Mum was shouting at dad telling him you'll be ok, your tough because he was being weak apparently.' He stopped, laughing like a psychopath before talking about a new muggle book he bought that I might like, but I fell back asleep.

'Love ya, Lilian.' I wake up to a kiss on my hand and hear footsteps both leaving and a Hurd coming towards me.

'Salazar! Her brothers take forever! Lily, I hope your ok! I told you quidditch was a guys sport. Oh Merlin. Look at your scraps. Louis, get me some make up, quick!' Cat snaps her fingers with one hand as the other cups my face. 'You'll be ok, I will get you looking as good as new as soon as Louis leaves!'

'I am not leaving Cat... Sorry Lily but you'll have to deal without make up because you in some sort of sleeping thing! And PUTAIN! Hugo stop making faces! Your face is ugly enough without you pulling faces like that!'

'Oy! I am beautiful! My mum said so! She tells me every time I see her!' Hugo retorts as Cat giggles.

'Hugo, your mum's just trying to make you feel better. Mums have to do that.' Louis chuckles.

'Well... Your mum doesn't even say that to you...' Says Hugo, lamely.

'Putain-'

'Louis! No language like that in front if Lils. She'll deck you when she wakes up if she has heard you!... Actually that'll be funny.' Cat cries with laughter, lightly tapping my face.

'Now as much as we live you Lils, both McGonagall and Flitwick have given us an essay each! 5inchs! I know! It's terrible. Wish us luck! Mwah! Love you.' Cat says, kissing my check in a rushed motion and calling out a bye like Louis and Hugo.

A shoot of pain goes through my arm as I try to sleep.

'Hey, Lils.. It's Scorpius...Can you hear me... That nurse said you might. I don't believe her though… She's kind of creepy. I wonder how Al and James was with her. James actually went on a rampage threatening to kill everyone at the game after you fell. So... We missed our hugging session.. Fucking pureblood suck. I hate them. So much! You wait until I find out who did this. They will be killed.' And with his speech finished he kissed my lips, whispers 'I love you.' And his footsteps fade away just like my consciousness.