Scorpius was sitting in his room, going through his trunk. Austin had left him a note explaining that he'd let Scorpius sleep in and would tell their teachers why he wasn't in class, so Scorpius decided to take advantage of his free time.
He was trying to figure out a way to make Albus remember him, because even though he was happy they were still friends, the fact that they'd been so much more than that, even if it was only for about 5 months, killed Scorpius inside.
In his trunk, Scorpius found several old photographs, and Albus was in almost every one of them. None of those would convince Albus that they'd been dating, because they were all taken before last summer. Scorpius sighed, and gave up his useless attempt at finding something useful.
"Even if I did have a picture of us dating," Scorpius said to himself, "He's convinced that he doesn't like blokes. And I won't force him to kiss me just because I miss him."
Scorpius wiped his eyes, refusing to let tears fall, and walked out of the common room. He wandered the corridors for a while, not heading in any general direction. Unfortunately, Scorpius forgot that when someone walks around Hogwarts without paying attention to where they are going, they tend to end up lost.
"Great," Scorpius muttered, trying to figure out where he was. He turned to one of the portraits, one of a plump man in a suit that looked way too tight for him, and asked him which way the Hufflepuff common room was.
"My dear boy," the portrait said in an unfriendly voice, "You look like you are in your seventh year. How can you get lost after seven years of walking around this castle?"
"I don't know," Scorpius snapped, "Will you just tell me which bloody way the common room is?"
The portrait rolled his eyes and pointed to Scorpius' left, so he went that way. Soon, Scorpius began to recognize where he was, and it wasn't near the Hufflepuff common room. He was closer to Ravenclaw Tower, and Scorpius briefly wondered if the portrait had sent him in the wrong direction on purpose.
Scorpius was about to head back to his own common room, now that he knew where he was, when he heard someone crying. He looked around the corner, and saw Lily sitting on the steps that lead up to the Ravenclaw common room, Lysander by her side. Lily was crying, and Lysander was trying desperately to comfort her.
"It's not your fault, Lils. For the last time," Lysander said gently, "Don't think about it that way. There was nothing you could do about it."
"I should have caught him," Lily repeated the same argument several times, "I should have been able to catch him."
"If you had, you know you wouldn't have been able to hold him up and keep control of your broom," Lysander pointed out, "Then you'd both have fallen, and you'd be hurt too." After a moment of Lily being silent, Lysander added in a slight whisper, "I don't want to see you hurt."
Lily sniffed and looked up at her friend. Lysander used his thumb to gently wipe away one of her tears, and she quickly wiped the rest off her face with her sleeve. Lily stretched up to Lysander's face and kissed him on the cheek.
Lysander blushed and looked away.
"I'm glad you're here, Ly," Lily said, "If you weren't…I don't know what I'd do. You seem to be the only one who can calm me down when I'm upset."
"I'm your…your best friend, Lily," Lysander said, but his voice clearly said he wanted to be more, "I'm supposed to comfort you."
Lily nodded, and laid her head in his chest. Scorpius could hear her sob as more tears started to fall from her eyes.
"Please tell me that Albus will remember soon," Lily begged, "I hate seeing him this way. And Scorpius, too. Poor boy went through so much trouble getting Albus to like him, and now he can't even be with him because Albus doesn't even remember."
Lysander listened to Lily cry for a moment before saying, "I can't promise he will remember anything soon…but I'll be here for you until he does. And after that, I'll be here for you no matter what's upsetting you."
Scorpius left the scene, feeling wrong for eavesdropping. He ran towards the Great Hall for lunch, trying not to think about what Lily said. She was right. All last summer had been a waste.
"Albus doesn't remember anything about me," he said bitterly, "How can I be his friend knowing that we were so much more last summer?" It hurt Scorpius too much as he sat at the Hufflepuff table and began to eat. He looked over and saw Albus at the Slytherin table, eating alone. Scorpius almost went over to the Slytherin table and sat down, but decided not to. Albus usually ate at the Hufflepuff table with Scorpius, but then again, Albus usually knew who his boyfriend was.
Scorpius ate his lunch in silence, ignoring the stares people were giving him. The whole school was talking about Scorpius and Albus.
"Poor Scorpius," he heard someone say, "I wonder if Albus will ever remember."
Scorpius bit into his food harder than was necessary, and he felt blood begin to flow from his tongue. Finally, he stood up and left the Great Hall all together. He leaned against the wall, and slumped to the floor. It was bad enough that Albus didn't remember who he was, but having to hear everyone talking about it made it so much worse.
Scorpius brought his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his arms. He felt tears begin to fell, but didn't bother wiping them away. After minutes of being alone, he heard the Great Hall door open again and looked up to see Albus standing there, looking down on him.
Scorpius quickly wiped his eyes and stood up. He stared at Albus for a moment before turning on his heels and running away from him. He heard Albus yell "wait!" and chase after him, but he didn't slow down.
"What's the point in being his friend if he doesn't even remember me?" Scorpius said aloud to himself.
Soon he had to stop running to catch his breath, and Albus stopped beside him, breathless.
"What'd you run for?" Albus yelled after a moment.
Scorpius had no answer, so he just stared at the floor.
"Look, Scorpius, right?" Albus asked, "You say we used to be friends, and everyone is telling me we used to date, and then you run from me? What the Bloody Hell is the matter with you? Don't you want to be friends?"
"I don't just want to be friends!" Scorpius exploded, "I want to be able to kiss you without you pushing me away!"
"Well, I'm sorry but I can't just do that," Albus said, trying to keep the anger out of his voice, "But I'd like to be your friend if you don't run away every time you see me."
Scorpius bit his lip and looked at Albus. "I don't know if I can do that," he said quietly.
"Why?" Albus asked, "I thought you wanted to be friends."
"I do," Scorpius nodded, "But…I can't deal with the fact that you don't remember who I am."
"Well you could help me get to know you again," Albus said after a moment.
Scorpius stared at him for another minute, then sighed.
"Hi, I'm Scorpius," he said, holding his hand out for Albus to shake.
Albus laughed and took his hand. "I'm Al."
Scorpius sighed and tried not to cry again as he and Al went back to the Great Hall together.
So here is chapter 3 :) Reviews please?