Chapter 3
A/N: I'm baaaaack. :D. I know that you probably wont want to hear my random rantings, and just want me to get on with the story since its been 1 week. Sorry! Anyways, see you at the bottom!
DISCLAIMER: Roses are red, violets are blue. I no own. So you no sue. Except for the text that is this book, which I should be very upset if you took. Plus I have no money to give you. I also don't own When the rain comes by Third Day.
And here's the story!
Rose
She'd gone back to the compartment after her cousins had finished interrogating her. She was only glad they hadn't taken a lamp and tied her to a chair. The only thing stopping them was that they had no ropes, at least not any strong or long enough. She still wondered exactly why her cousin Louis had that many survival items in his backpack anyways. Was he turning into a Muggle? How did he even know what a Muggle did? He was a pure blood for crying out loud!
As she stumbled back to the compartment, she heard people talking about her and Scorpius. Something about how they were secretly going out, and that was why they were both Heads. For goodness sakes, they were 4th cousins! Her mother had told her after she had gone digging at the Ministry, but that was besides the point. Even if dating your fourth cousin was socially acceptable, why would she do such an idiotic thing as that? She hated him, after what he had done in 4th year, she wasn't exactly about to welcome him with open arms and sugar cookies. He'd be lucky if they were even acquaintances. Which they were. But did it matter? No. it didn't. What mattered was that in no way, shape or form did she fancy Scorpius. Not in a million bazillion years.
By the time she had finished her mental rant, she had arrived at their compartment. 'well zippity baddity doo daa, what do we have here?' Before her lay Scorpius, fresh tear tracks on his pale face. He was sprawled across his side of the compartment, holding a letter in his hands. He seemed to be sleeping, but not at all peacefully. She silently reached for the letter, wondering what was causing him such great distress. Maybe she could help him. After her uncle Charlie died, she had been through a lot of pain, because he had been her most favourite uncle, and the one who was always there for her.
As she took the letter, she saw only one word. Dead. Before she could find out who exactly was dead, Scorpius woke up. His eyes flashed as he noticed that she was there, and what she was holding. "Scorpius...are you ok? What happened?" She asked, anxious to know how she could help. He looked at her, searching her face for trust. Finally with a sigh he replied.
"My parents are dead. They were working with some other Aurors, trying to bring down some stray Dark Wizards. My dad, as a former Death Eater was being, was being shot at the most. My mum saw this and shot at one of them, but my dad moved at that exact moment and got my mothers Avada Kedavra. My mother was overcome with grief and killed herself. The Ministry just sent an owl."
Rose gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. She had learned how Mr. Malfoy was before the war from her parents, but she knew he had changed. She had him as a teacher once, and had learned many things, both emotional and educational. She couldn't believe he was gone.
"Scorp, I'm so sorry. You must be in a lot of pain. I know what its like to lose someone that you love, but you lose two people who you loved and valued, and who loved you as much too. And as much as I wish I had some kind words to say, I have none. I can only be here for you."
He stared at her unblinkingly. He suddenly started crying, overcome with grief and pain the moment he saw her worried face. He fell into her open arms, ready to be comforted. He expected her to push him away and walk off. What he didn't expect was for her to pull him into a hug, and hold him tightly til his sobs ceased. Which took around half an hour, give or take a sob. About halfway through Rose started crying as well. She cried for Scorpius, for his parents, and for her Uncle Charlie, who she never got to mourn properly. He had been the one who had taught her not to judge, to never burn someone else candle to light her own. Frankly with out him she wouldn't be where she was now.
Once Scorpius had calmed down enough, she said something to him.
"Love is stronger than death. Even though it cant stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it cant separate people from love. It cant take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death. You can either mourn your dad and remember all the things that made him a great man, or you can forget all that and wallow in your grief."
" Thanks Rose. In glad you can along when you did. And mi sorry. For everything."
She stood up and said lightly " Well if you can Scourgify me, I might be able to find it in me to forgive you." they grinned at each other and sat back down.
" Does this mean we're friends then? Rose asked.
"Why not?" he replied.
For the next two hours until it was time to arrive at Hogwarts, they played many games and got time to know each other. They found out that they both liked the same Quidditch team, Puddlemere United. They liked the same kind of ice cream, and both loved and hated to study. Loved because of what they learned, hated because of all the work they had to do. It was a win-lose situation.
By the time they got to Hogwarts, an outsider who didn't know them might have thought they were life long friends. But how would wrong they would be. She had several reasons for being his friend, but also several that had held her back all these years. But by the time they got to Hogwarts with the first years, she was fully convinced that no matter what her family said, she would be friends with Scorpius.
After the Feast had ended, and she had endured the stares everyone was giving her as she sat at the staff table, Scorpius and her found their way to their dorms. After waving good night to Scorpius, she ventured into her room. There she stood, shell shocked. Had anyone else been in the room, they would have wondered what was making Rose Weasley so surprised and shocked, seeing as this was not a daily occurrence for her. And then they would have seen.
Her room was exactly how she had always wanted it, a dark red colour for the walls, pictures of art scattered across them. The bed was king sized, and covered in what seemed to be the softest material ever. It was a dark cherry wood colour, with a gold bedspread. The floor was dark pine, with a few white rugs here and there. Her dresser stood directly across from the bed, and a wardrobe parallel to it. The door to the bathroom was on the wall to left of the bed. She entered it and saw her bathroom.
It was painted a dark blue, with light blue tile for the floor. The bathtub was in the corner, and the shower in the other corner. A sink and vanity table stood in between. Across from it was a door, which was open and revealed a small studying area, equipped with desk and chair, bookshelves, and cabinets. It was all perfect.
Her hard work all these years at Hogwarts had finally paid off. 'This is going to be an excellent, wonderful year.' she thought.
Scorpius
He was shocked to say the least. First the news about his parents, then Rose. This had been a very difficult day, but at least Rose had made it easier. Only his mind was still spinning from the events of the day. He decided he could do with a lie-down, so he waved good night to Rose, and headed through the door to his room.
What he saw was not at all what he expected. He had figured that his room would be the same as his dorm room, and so he hadn't anticipated anything. What he found was much, much, much, much, (do you get the idea?) different. But that didn't mean he didn't like it.
The walls were dark blue, with his favourite pieces of art hanging in the middle of each wall. The bed was across him and the door. It was ebony wood, with a beige bedspread. A brown dresser was next to his bed, and on the other side was his dresser. On the wall to the left of the bed was the door leading to the bathroom. He stepped over a black rug that lay on the wood floor and into the bathroom.
It had white walls, and a black shower and tub with glass coverings. A large white sink stood between, with a black mirror on the wall above it. In the mirror he could see a door leading to another room. He turned around and strode to the door. When he pushed open the door he saw what was inside. It was a small studying room, similar to the one Rose had, except the furniture in his was black.
After he was down over-viewing his room he went to his bed, lay down and started to cry. He cried for his lost parents, who he missed more than anything. He cried for what he felt for Rose, and for knowing the feelings would never be returned. And he cried for Rose. For the friendship and compassion she had shown, which he didn't deserve. With that final thought he pulled out his iPod and tuned it to his favourite song.
When the rain comes it seems that everyone has
gone away
When the night falls you wonder if you shouldn't
find someplace
To run and hide
Escape the pain
But hiding's such a lonely thing to do
I can't stop the rain
From falling down on you again
I can't stop the rain
But I will hold you 'til it goes away
When the rain comes
you blame it on the things that
you have done
When the storm fades
you know that rain must fall
on everyone
Rest awhile
it'll be alright
No one loves you like I do
When the rain comes
I will hold you
It was a song that his parents had often sung to him, and he always associated that song with some of his most treasured memories. At that moment he was reminded of the last happy memory he had with them before they left.
Flashback
They had been at Diagon Alley, shopping for Scorpius school supplies. They had just come out of the Owl Emporium, and were laughing at how an owl had attacked a lady with a rather large hair do. As her husband tried to help her, three more owls came down to help the first one. When their kids had tried to help the rest of the owls decided to join in. Seeing this the manager had called all the assistants to help the poor family. With all the people and owls, it soon looked liked a flock of walking flapping feather more than people and birds.
Scorpius and his parents had tried to hold in their laughter until they at least made it to the street, but the second they stepped outside they couldn't hold it in anymore and they all burst out laughing, shaking with giggles and tears of laughter. They had collapsed as soon as possible, and no one paid any attention to them, for they figured they had been hit with a very strong tickling charm. When Draco finally stood up and looked at his family, he couldn't help but start laughing again.
When they all finally managed to stop laughing they quickly flooed back home. They wiped tears from their eyes and Astoria spoke.
"It really was rather rude of of us to laugh, and we are lucky they didn't see us, but-" she was cut short as Scorpius spoke.
"Mother, you have to agree, it was rather hilarious, although you're right, it was rude."
"Astoria, I have to say, I agree with what Scorpius is saying. The amount of hair that woman had, and all those birds..."
With those words they all burst out laughing yet again. Everything they looked one another in the eye, they couldn't help but laugh again.
With that final thought Scorpius closed his eyes and whispered" I miss you mom and dad". And from someplace above, came the sound of his parents whispering good night to their only child.
Somewhere far away
"Master, the two children have made it. They have been accepted as Heads. Our plan is going perfectly." A scratchy voice said as its owner peered at a screen in front of it, which showed Rose and Scorpius first day as seventh years. They jumped as a voice spoke from out of the darkness, its velvet tone masking the evil in it. "Perfect. They will pay for their parents mistake, and they will pay greatly. Keep watching them." the voice replied. With that said, the owner of the velvet voice fingered its wand, and thought of ways to bring down the Mudbloods daughter and the traitors son. He would need them together of course, that was one of the best ways to cause pain. And he knew. He knew all to well
A/N: There you have it! The third chapter to AMHA (sounds like some sort of spell or something)! Now, don't throw red hot pokers or pitchforks at me for it being later than the other chapters, but from now on, this story is getting updated on Fridays only. Just a little something to look forward to after a long week. :D And each Monday Ill put up a one-shot, it might have to do with the story, it might not. Please note that this chapter is longer, and that they will keep getting longer as I get the hang of it. So don't hurt me. Please. Reviews are loved, and you will also receive virtual Scorpius and Rose cookies. That's all! Cheerio!