For the next several hours after the accident, Rose drifted in and out of consciousness. She was drowsy and kept getting flashes of blond hair, blue eyes and strong forearms.
Scorpius drifted in and out of consciousness with brief flashes of vibrant red hair and a bubbling purple cauldron.
When both of them finally came to, they were in the hospital wing, situated next to each other. Madam Promfrey came rushing over to fuss over them.
"I have seen a great many stupid accidents over the years, but for 7th years to mess up a sleeping drought this badly...no concern for safety... sending me to an early grave", still muttering to herself, she gave them each a toxic yellow colored potion to drink, "Drink this and you can leave, I need the beds for the latest quidditch accidents, honestly, why they even let children play that sport..."
Promfrey bustled away and Rose chanced a glance at Scorpius, who looked a little rough around the edges but fine for the most part. He was looking at his potion with extreme distrust.
Rose chuckled. He glanced up at the sound, " Hey, you okay now?"
"Yeah. Why did you jump in the way, you should've known better than that ",Rose asked, suddenly desperately wanting to know.
"Well, I couldn't just stand there and encourage your suicidal tendencies", he grinned," besides, my mother would have my head on a platter if she knew I just stood there and watched a girl upend a cauldron on herself without trying to get her out of the way."
He was just being nice. He was just being nice. She chanted to herself, unexpectedly disappointed for some reason.
" Hey! I was not suicidal, just a tad distracted", she managed to reply right before she blushed hotly on remembering why she'd been distracted.
"Well, since we're stuck having to drink this foul potion, want to do it on 3?"said Scorpius.
"Okay, one...two...Three", said Rose as both of them upended their potion into their mouths, swallowed and proceeded to make retching noises.
"That tasted worse than Hugo's socks would in liquid form", said Rose, looking firmly disgusted and crinkling her nose with distaste.
Scorpius couldn't help but find that adorable and valiantly resisted the urge to tweak her cute little button nose.
"Shall we leave?", he asked. "We probably have a lot of work to catch up on."
"Oh merlin", cried Rose dramatically, "we're doomed" as she trudged out of the hospital wing and towards their dorm with great reluctance. Scorpius just followed her with a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked at the feisty witch.
…...
On the way to their dorm, Rose and Scorpius noticed that the entire college seemed strangely abuzz. Everyone was huddled in groups, excitedly whispering and giggling to themselves. They were passing by a group of hufflepuff third years, when one of them excitedly screamed," I cannot believe he's actually coming".
Both of them looked at each other questioningly, feeling strangely mystified about this unusual turn of events. They walked into their dorm to see a message from Headmistress McGonnagal ,asking to see them as soon as possible, placed on their table.
"What do you think it's about?", asked Rose.
" I know as much as you do", he shrugged.
Both of them trudged up to McGonnagal's cabin, still feeling slightly drowsy. "Phoenix", muttered Scorpius to the gargoyles, before entering alongside Rose. "Ah, you're here. Please have a seat.", McGonnagal gestured to the two empty seats in front of her.
Sitting down, both of them looked toward her expectantly. "The reason I called you here is because as Hogwart's representatives, both of you as well as the Prefects are in charge of organizing today's event. So, please ensure all the necessary work is taken care of."
"Excuse me Professor, but what event are you talking about?" Rose asked.
"I assumed the both of you would've heard by now. Hogwarts isn't well-known for keeping secrets.", her eyes alight, she continued,"Harry Potter has agreed to take a special class for the 7th years of Hogwarts about what really happened in the second wizarding world 's arriving in two hours."
Suddenly, all the whispers and giggling in the halls made complete sense.