-She's gone completely mental, I'm telling you! - Albus ranted on as he had since the end of their unusual history class. The two boys hurried into the great hall and grumpily sat at the Slytherin table.

Neither of them was really hungry.

-And not only her, the whole Gryffindor class seems to believe she's some kind of prophet or something. Look at how they follow her! How can they not realize how crazy she sounds? - he proceeded continued saying while staring at the Gryffindor table where Rose laughed along with her many many admirers.

Without fail she was always at the center of their group. Albus wondered whether it was her personal choice or if it was just that everyone seemed to want to be close to her and thus naturally arranged themselves in that manner.

Scorpius played with his food. He's been exceptionally quiet ever since they left History class. Suddenly realizing that, Albus stopped talking about Rose and focused on his best friend.

-Hey, she didn't mean any of those things she implied about you… She was probably just trying to get back at me for questioning her. Even if she did mean it though, she's a lunatic. Who cares what she thinks?

- Well, apparently a lot of people… -Scorpius answered, turning his head to glance at the Gryffindor table.

Albus didn't say anything. He knew Scorpius had had a thing for Rose since the first year, and there was a time where things really did seem like they'd be better between the two of them, but now he knew his cousin didn't have a compassionate bone in her body. As soon as she realized it would be more useful to her to carry on painting Scorpius as a villain - as Voldemort's son - than to befriend him, she shut him out completely and went back to treating him like crap and making mean comments about him to her friends. Albus hated her for that.

-But it's not myself I'm worried about - Scorpius added quickly, noticing the concerned look on his friend's face. - I think this is more serious than we thought. I think we should do something…

-What?

-You're not going to like it. - Scorpius warned.

Albus frowned.

-Please don't let it be turning back in time. You know that didn't work out last time… - He glanced at the Gryffindor table again - Though I have to say, I'd take Scorpion King over Grindelwald's Ginger Psycho over there anytime.

- No turning back in time! - Scorpius answered too quickly. He'd rather see Rose Granger-Weasley be the downfall of the Wizarding World as they know it than risk losing Albus again.

- I was thinking something much simpler than that… - he continued -I think you should owl your parents.

Albus let out a grunt.

- No way!

- They should know about it, Albus! She just compared your dad to freaking Grindelwald for Merlin's sake! She gave a whole speech about how all his massacres were completely justified and not only that she had an entire class cheering for her! These are not friends! These are followers!

- I know! I've been telling you she's gone mental for the better part of the day! But I can't just owl my parents that because they'll never believe me. She'll just make up a story about how she was really just asking Professor Beans a question and how I'm jealous of her attention. Why would they believe their weird Slytherin son when perfect Rose can do no wrong?

- I'm sure it wouldn't be like that. Your relationship with your dad has improved a lot since fourth year. I think he sees himself in you a little… And frankly, I do as well sometimes.

- Still, he'd think I'm exaggerating out of bias because he knows I hate her.

-You don't mean that. She's your cousin.

- So what? Delphi is your cousin. - he fired back.

- Point taken. - The blonde chuckled.

-Maybe we should owl your dad, by the way. - Albus said pointing a fork at him.

-My dad? What can he do?

-He can give us advice, at least. Plus, he's still quite influential. Maybe he can help us somehow? Keep an eye on her?

-Quite influential? Albus, her mom is literally the Minister of Magic.

-It wouldn't hurt.

Scorpius sighed but didn't argue. He didn't think it would do much to help, but Albus was right. His dad was their best bet. Over the years, and especially after fourth year, Scorpius had grown closer to Draco and so had Albus for that matter. His best friend was always welcome at the Malfoy manor, and had even spent an entire summer there last year. Albus' presence seemed to have a positive effect on Draco, like he had finally put the ghosts of his past behind him.

-Fine. I have a free period next anyway, I'll write something down and go to the owlery.

-Seriously, Scorp. Do it. - Albus said, half-doubting him.

Scorpius raised one hand as if saying an oath, jokingly.

- I promise you, my father will hear about this.

A few days later, Scorpius heard back from his father in a letter.

"Dear Scorpius,

What you described is worrisome, and quite frankly, surprising. I would never have thought a Granger would defend the actions of an anti-muggle dark wizard. But as it is, it could still be a simple teenage rebellion with no real threat to it.

Don't do anything, but keep an eye out for any signs, if the situation gets worse. If she starts picking up books on dark magic, for instance. I suppose Albus now has his father's very useful map? Keep an eye on it, and if you see her wandering around the library's restricted section, owl me again. Worst case scenario, talk to Headmistress McGonagall.

Try not to do anything about it by yourselves okay?

Send regards to Albus,

Love,

Dad"