A/N I know its short, but I had to write to make sure you guys didn't think I forgot about you. I just had a work overload and flashdrive issues and I lost the one that had all my chapters typed, a good 10 chapters of this. And the next two after chapter 6 well the written paper isn't anywhere to be found so im pulling this out of nowhere. So enjoy R&R

p.s I get my braces off tomorrow!

p.p.s also I want to thank my beta frozenteardrop13 your such a wonderful person:D

Scorpius's POV:

Second year, second term

"So are you ready for the Quidditch game on Saturday?" I asked Al while we were walking down to the owlery.

"Yeah. I'm ready to kick your butt," Al claimed.

"Yeah you wish," I responded stepping into the owlery with Al. He wanted to reply to a letter that he received 2 weeks ago from his parents.

"Okay that should do it," he spoke, just as he finished tying the letter to the owl's leg.

Suddenly an owl flew over my head and dropped a letter into my hands. I gave Al a confused look, and tore open the wax seal.

Scorpius

Your father and I have discussed that I will be picking you up at the train station when you get out of school for the summer. You will be spending two
weeks with your grandmother and I. we will be delighted to see you. Your mum and dad will also be visiting your last week with us. I will love to hear all about your second year at Hogwarts.

See you soon,

Lucius Malfoy.

"Great," I whispered leaning against the owlery doorway, "that's just wonderful," I yelled, letting the letter slip from my fingers to the ground.

"What's up, who's the letter from?"

I stood silently, looking down at my torn open letter. "it's from my grandfather. He wants me to stay at his house for two weeks when school is done for the year. He's picking me up at the train station." I explained.

"So is that good or bad?"

"Bad, it's torture when I'm there."

"Oh right." Albus said in an I-knew-that tone.

"Oh man, and Rosie is going to want for us to see each other this summer. She's going to be so upset," I mentioned.

"Nah don't worry, she'll get over it." Al insisted.

I picked up my letter and said "hey let's get out of here and grab some lunch."

"Alright sounds good."

"Hey Scor," Sophie greeted me the moment I went to take a seat across from her.

"Hey Soph!" I replied, pissed off.

"Jeez, what's up with you?" She questioned.

I had explained to her the summer situation and going to the Malfoy Manner.

"Oh that sucks. Your grandfather is a real foul git."

"Tell me about it!," I replied sarcastically, grabbing some food and putting it on my plate.

I looked over at the Gryfinndore table and scanned it for Al. I flicked my eyes at Rose and back at Al, hoping he would get the signal to tell her about the news. I looked at the aforementioned girl and saw her smiling. She was chatting with some friends next to her when Al leaned in to whisper in her ear. She just looked down at her plate and her chewing slowed. Finally she looked up and stared at me, with this look with a cross between anger and sadness.

I was so distracted I hadn't even noticed everyone getting up to get back to class. I started to head for the door trying to scan the crowd for Rosie. As soon as I past the doors I felt a tug on my wrist and I was yanked from the crowd. I realized that it was Rose and she was walking me to the hallway around the corner. She stopped suddenly and turned around with slightly teary eyes.

"Rose," I pulled her into my arms for a hug, "Don't do this to me."

"Don't do what?"

"You know what, if I could do something about it I would. Then it would be your house I would be at, but I don't have a say."

"It's the longest since school started that we'll be away from each other," she stated trying not to cry.

I pulled away. "C'mon we'll be late for class." I grabbed her arm.

She tore it from my grasp. "I don't care." She whispered.

I just looked at her. "Come here." I whiped her tears and held her in my arms.

"I'll have nothing to do," she spoke.

"Sure you will, you'll write to me, I'll try to write to you when I can."

She looked up at me, "Really, you mean it?"

"Yes, I promise. Now c'mon were really going to be late for class."

"Okay," she sighed.