"You're impossible." Scorp opened up one eye to look at the person who had woken him up. He groaned inwardly.
It was Charlie.
Scorp rolled his eyes and rested his head on his paws. Paws… of course, he was still in his animagus form.
"Said the man who knocked up my mother," he grumbled wolfishly. Charlie gave him a sheepish (A/N: Haha, wolfishly and sheepishly, get it?) and scratched the back of his head.
"Ah, yes… Sorry about that…"
Scorp
sighed and transformed back into himself. "You are really just
making things worst for yourself. Getting my mother pregnant is one
thing, implying that you regret it and are sorry about it is another
thing."
Charlie sighed deeply. "Alright fine. What do you want
me to say about the situation?" Scorp shrugged and brushed the
clothes off his robes. "Come on. I have to talk to Charlotte."
"You know, you shouldn't be too informal with teachers," scolded Charlie.
"Mother. Pregnant. Your fault. I think I have the right to be informal." Scorp turned and ran back to the castle, leaving Charlie to wonder if he would ever gain the boy's trust.
"Anthropomorphic," Scorp snapped at the stone gargoyle.
"Ooo aren't we cranky today." It teased before jumping aside to reveal the marble steps which Scorp promptly stepped onto much to the displeasure of Charlie who wasn't fast enough to hop on before it began to move.
Scorp stepped out into Charlotte's office and ignored her sigh of relief. "Do you have a pensive?" he asked.
"Yes…" said Charlotte slowly.
"Where?"
"In the closet. Scorp where have you been we were so worried?"
He ignored her and pulled out is wand and at the same time opened the closet. Placing his wand to his temple he drew out his memory of last night (editing out his feelings over the baby of course) and placed it into the pensive. He beckoned Charlotte over to his side and stirred the slivery liquid until the picture began to form.
Charlotte gasped. "What are they?"
"The things that have been attacking everyone. By the way how is that girl?"
Charlotte shook her head, "She retained some of her magic so she's alive and well but… she won't be able to use it, she's just a bit better than a squib."
"Well at least she's alive," he muttered.
Charlotte
placed a hand on his shoulder, "You were very brave. I'm proud of
you," he grinned, "But I'm still mad at you! You should have
come back to the castle at once."
"I was tired!"
"I don't care! You could have been hurt!" she yelled.
"But I wasn't!" he yelled back.
"But you could have been!" Irritated Scorp turned and left the office, passing Charlie on the way out.
"Scorp! Scorp!" Scorp ignored him too and proceeded to run the entire way back to the common room.
"Silverchair," he said to the Fat Lady. (The prefects for that year were going through a muggle music phase.) The portrait swung backwards and…
SLAP
"SCORP BLOOM! ARE YOU A FUCKING IDIOT?" he got slapped out.
A calm voice came from the background. "Rosie… I thought we talked out the slapping."
Scorp blinked able to see for the first time. Rose was standing in front of him, eyes brimming with tears; Al and Evanna were standing behind her looking a little scared. Suddenly Rose threw her eyes around his neck and hugged him fiercely.
"Don't ever do that again!" she cried onto his shoulder.
He gave her a hesitant pat on the back. "Come on Rosie. I was only gone for a night. It's okay."
She just sobbed in reply. Scorp shot a desperate look at Al who simply shrugged. Eventually Scorp lifted Rose's arms off him.
"I am very sorry about that, but I have news. I know what's behind the attacks."
A/N: I'm very sorry that I haven't updated for the last… how long is it… a long time. I was at the hell they call school camp. Yes, just me, my peers who a lot hate me, cranky instructors and mother nature. Winter in the Australia is sooo cold. After that I needed to send a few days getting used to things like electric lights, flushing toilets, fan fiction and newspapers. I'm glad to see the world didn't collapse in my absence. Well once again, very sorry, I will write another chapter extra fast to make up for it.