He glanced at the clock, "Oh well I have to do homework but I'll come back later."
Charlotte looked at him clearly upset. "I thought you'd be happy…"
"I am! I really am, but I have to get this done before tomorrow." He picked up his bag and fled the room. But instead of going to the common room or the library he went down the steps and out into the grounds.
The cold march air bit against his skin… and his tears. He stopped before the forest, not wanting to be attacked. It was night and a full moon. Werewolves weren't uncommon… He transformed. Wolves respected other wolves unless a threat was made. He'd be safer. He ran through the forest as fast as he could, wishing he could go back to an hour ago.
Two hours ago (because an hour ago wouldn't make sense with the previous hour)
Al kicked him from under the desk and Scorp shot him a glare.
"What?" he mouthed.
"Apologise" Al mouthed back.
"No!" he mouthed back. Al rolled his eyes and pulled out and piece of paper. He quickly scrawled something on it and slid it across to Scorp's desk.
You're being stubborn! You said something really hurtful!
Scorp took out his quill and wrote back.
It's true! Anyway I only did it because she was being stupid.
Al sighed heavily.
You forged her signature. You have to allow be to be pissed. Besides you didn't have to call her that.
The second contract had come that morning for Rose to look over. It had kind of confused her since she hadn't signed the first one. Scorp had.
Yes I did because she is one!
I am not!
Al! You showed her this? What happened to being neutral?
Can't I be neutral and help too?
No you can't. Pick a side or butt out.
Don't order him around.
Go away Rose.
Go to hell Malfoy.
The piece of paper was ripped from his hands and Professor Row glared at Scorp who was still in shock.
"Mr Bloom, Miss Weasley and Mr Potter. If I am boring you please tell me and I will find you something else to do!" he said in his feminine voice.
"No sir. Sorry sir," Scorp managed to whisper and he turned back to the muggle television on which they were watching the movie Merlin trying to forget what he had just read.
Over to the side Al was glaring at his cousin knowing that she had gone too far. From the look on her face Rose knew it too. She was still trying to catch Scorp's eye, who was staring intently at the screen as Merlin was finally reunited with Nimue, when the bell rang. Scorp quickly packed his up his books and fled the classroom Rose hot on his tail.
"Scorp! Scorp wait up!" she yelled but he ignored her and kept walking away. Rose sighed as she watched her friend walk away. Sure he had betrayed her trust and called her… well a stuck up, self promoting arrogant brat but… calling him a Malfoy? Way worst.
Groaning she made her way up to the common room slowly, stopping to talk to every ghost she passed. She really didn't want to go up and face him. When she finally got to the Fat Lady she almost gagged out the password instead of saying it. She was starting to think she could do this. Starting to…
"You need to talk to him," Al's face was the first thing she saw.
She grinned, "Wow, how did you know it was me?"
He gestured to the sea of red hair. "Every other red head is in here. You know except for the reason Scorp locked himself into the boy's dormitory and my homework is in there."
"Wait what? He locked himself inside?" Al nodded. "Well why don't you just unlock it? You're a wizard remember?"
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah but so is Scorp and Scorp has been learning six year level spells which includes magically locking doors." Rose opened her mouth in a big O. (A/N: I've been waiting to use that line since I started writing!)
"Well, I dunno. Why don't you know… fly up to the window?"
"Ugh… Actually, that's a good idea." He ran out of the common room.
The next Weasley she was attacked by was Roxanne. "Rose! Is it true you called Scorp, Malfoy?" She nodded and Roxanne hit her over the head. "Come on Rose how stupid can you get? You're suppose to be nice to someone with a background like Scorp's not drag it up in a moment of anger."
Rose narrowed her eyes, "Is everyone on Scorp's side?" she said rather loudly gaining the attention of all the Weasleys. "I'm your cousin! When Al and I first started hanging out with Scorp you were all pissed and now you're taking his side! He forged my signature and got me into a contract I didn't want!"
James pushed through and glared down at Rose. "Yeah, okay Rose we all hated Malfoy but we like Scorp. We liked Scorp Nom and we like Scorp Bloom. He's like… I dunno… he's like what Dad was when he came to grandma and granddad. He's probably been abused somehow and he isn't talking but in true Weasley spirit we're gonna help him out. I dunno, we're nosing like that and blood doesn't come between helping someone in need. Look at what happened with Uncle Percy!" Molly and Lucy shuffled awkwardly at their father's three years of shame. "So go up there and apologise!"
"It's okay," Al's voice came down from the stairs, "I got him out."
The two boys appeared coming down, Scorp avoiding rose's eyes.
"Sorry everyone," muttered Scorp.
"It's fine," chorused the redhead clan.
Al clapped his friend on the shoulder. "It's cool mate, but next time put my homework out first."
Scorp cracked a smile, "Will do. Umm I'm going to go… practice Quidditch."
"That's the spirit and dedication I want to see!" cheered James. Molly elbowed him in ribs. Scorp fled the room and Rose was faced with a group of glaring cousins.
"Go."
Rose gave a shaky laugh, "You guys have that synchronised thing down don't you?" "Go."
And she went. She chased Scorp down the corridors getting lost frequently. She cursed, she'd been here for two and a half years and she still got lost. Of course it had nothing to do with how upset she was… Of course not.
Finally she spied him turning a corner and she sped up and grabbed him by the elbow and swung him around and… their lips touched… just for a brief second before they flew apart.
"Sorry," she gasped.
"About what?" Scorp said tonelessly.
"Everything?" He grinned. "I know you were just trying to help."
"Damn straight and don't you forget it," he said jokingly and then… "I'm sorry I called you a stuck up, self promoting arrogant brat."
"I'm sorry I called you… that."
"I'm sorry I'm going to have take Scorp away from this." Charlotte's voice broke the perfection of the moment.
"Oh umm yeah sure. What do you want?" asked Scorp, kind of irritated.
She shook her head. "In my office." She turned and walked off without another word. Scorp turned to Rose, "I'll see you back in the common room."
She nodded and he ran after his mother who was walking so fast she had managed to get to the gargoyle already.
"Jeez Carrots. You only walk this fast when you're upset, worried or hungry. What's wrong." She just continued to shake her head.
"Anthropomorphic," she said to the gargoyle and it leapt aside. Scorp had given her a word-a-day note pad for her birthday. The ride upwards was slow and unbearable and Scorp was so pleased to be out of it that he literally jumped out. Charlotte motioned him to sit.
"So… umm I have news…" she began.
"Yeah, I kind of got that. What's up?"
She stared down at her hands, suddenly very interested in her fingernails. Scorp rolled his eyes, "Just spit it out."
She looked up meeting his gaze. That reassured him. She was afraid but happy. It wasn't bad news.
"I-I-I'm…"
"Yes?" he prompted.
"Pregnant. I'm pregnant." She said it quickly and Scorp almost didn't hear.
"Wow…"
"Yeah."
"Well… that's great! Does Charlie know?" she nodded.
"Was he happy?"
Nod.
"Well that's… great…"
"Yeah."
He glanced at the clock, "Oh well I have to do homework but I'll come back later."
Charlotte looked at him clearly upset. "I thought you'd be happy…"
"I am! I really am, but I have to get this done before tomorrow." He stood up and fled the room. But instead of going to the common room or the library he went down the steps and out into the grounds.
The cold march air bit against his skin… and his tears. He stopped before the forest, not wanting to be attacked. It was night and a full moon. Werewolves weren't uncommon… He transformed. Wolves respected other wolves unless a threat was made. He'd be safer. He ran through the forest as fast as he could. Howls issued from the other wolves in the forest and he howled in returned. A long anguished howl. He choked on his tears. She was going to replace him. She wanted a child of her own. Of course he knew she didn't think that right now but he knew that soon she'd forget about him. She, Charlie and the baby would be a family and he would…
He stopped. There was something ahead. A group of something.
They weren't anything he had seen before. They had huge wings like muggle angels but they were black. And they had bodies like gargoyles and their faces… twisted and grotesque. But they weren't gargoyles, gargoyles were made of stone. These creatures were defiantly flesh and they had some kind of black gloop trailing after them. Merlin and the stench! In his wolf form he was sensitive to smells and this was unbearable. He peered forward trying to see what they were crouched around. It was a person. A student to be exact. He leapt forward growling and snarling at them. They fled, willingly. They were like vultures, only attacking once the person was hurt. Scorp hovered over the student. It was a boy, he recognised him as a hufflepuff third year. Holding onto the boy's collar with his teeth Scorp gently dragged the boy back to the castle. He couldn't pulled him up the stairs so he just sat at the door howling until Professor Brede came rushing down. She stopped when she saw him and he back off running over the boy. He howled again so she knew what was there then ran off. From behind a tree he saw the Professor use her wand to carry the boy inside. Scorp sighed and lay down. He was tired and it was Saturday the next day.
He went to sleep hoping Al didn't worry too much.
A/N: Yay! Yippee it's over! Sorry I haven't updated for a while but I have two good reasons. One My sister recently broke u with her boyfriend and rented Gilmore Girls which I couldn't resist watching. Two I discovered Philip DeFranco, a person on youtube and got obsessed. Sorry!
Please update, please pretty please. If you do I promise to stop getting distracted (fingers crossed behind back).