Author's note: This is a very short chapter. But I promise it'll get longer. Hope you like it:)
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CHAPTER THREE
The red light, the brown hair, the laughter, Professor Trelawny and sunlight. This was how Scorpius's day usually began over the course of the last month. Nevertheless, he was determined to find out who she was. He started concentrating more than ever to dream a little longer, so that he could see atleast a sliver of her face.
Even during his visit to Diagon Alley last week, he kept searching for that mysterious girl. There were lots of brown among the crowd, but his heart was not set in them. He knew, all it would take him was one look and he would recognize his destined love.
"Take it back Weasley or I'll knock you off your broom!" shouted a flaming Scorpius, hovering upon his Jetrazr and facing the person he hated the most at school.
"No I won't. Who do you think you are? Parading the corridors and bullying the half bloods and muggleborns!" spat Rose ferociously.
"You'll never be able to understand the value of a pureblood wizard, you filthy half blood," he shouted, causing a dozen people to huddle below them and watch the fight that was progressing midair.
"How dare you call me that, you slimy git. You know what they should do? They should lock you up, just like they locked up your Grandfather," she spouted, which led to a collective gasp from the students grouped below.
"One more word Weasley and I'll have to forget that you're a girl!" Scorpius warned in a raised voice, his face ready to explode.
"All words and no action. Thats all you ever do and I've heard from my Dad that you're father was just the same and that he too was a coward, so..."
Scorpius lost it. He had enough control to prevent his wand from shooting any spell, but he wasn't strong enough to control the rage that had built up in his mind, accidentally producing uncontrolled magic and causing Rose to be thrown off her broom.
By the time Scorpius realized what he had done, Rose was lying on the ground, clutching her hand in pain and crying vociferously. Professor Mcgonagall was soon by her side and Scorpius saw her taking Rose to the Hospital wing. Scorpius was so shocked by what he had done, that he had forgotten to land on the ground - hovering in the sky all the while. He saw Professor Mcgonagall return and asked him to come down immediately.
"How dare you hurt a fellow student!" exploded Professor Mcgonagall, the moment Scorpius's foot landed on the ground.
"She could have been seriously hurt! Thank god she landed on her hands. If she had fallen a foot far, she would have smashed her head on the rocks." she cried, gasping for air.
"Professor I swear I didn't use magic. I mean..I didn't use my wand. I just...lost control.." he stammered, trying to explain himself.
He knew there wasn't a chance she would believe him and as expected, she brusquely took his wand from his hands.
She pointed her own wand to it and muttered "Priori Incantatum"
The tip of his wand glowed brightly before flickering into darkness. He had used the Lumos spell upon landing himself in a dingy broom cupboard while trying to hide from Filch, a while back. Fortunately, the spell that followed was the one they had learned in her Transfiguration class. This seemed to provide enough evidence to prove that Scorpius was innocent and once Professor Mcgonagall realized he wasn't lying, her expression softened.
"Mr Malfoy. Don't be under the impression that I've let you off the hook though.You do understand that even accidental magic is caused by an intention to cause harm. You couldn't have knocked Miss Weasley off her broom, if you didn't have the strong will to do so,"
Scorpius didn't have a choice but to keep silent and listen to her rants. He looked down and studied the patterns of his shoe, knowing fully well what was coming,
"Detention Mr Malfoy. So as to make sure that you do not land yourself in a situation where you have to hex someone, or rather have the intention to do so, again"
"Yes. Professor," replied Scorpius stiffly.
"You'll be helping Madam Pomfrey with her work in the hospital wing," said Mcgonagall authoritatively.
Scorpius nodded while keeping his head down. A moment later something struck him, causing him to look up at Mcgonagall wearing a shocked expression on his face,
"But...Professor," he pleaded and Mcgonagall knew quite well, what Scorpius was intending to say.
"Yes Mr Malfoy. I know that Miss Weasley will be an occupant of the hospital wing for the next couple of days. You two need to be able to tolerate each other's presence and not land yourselves in detention every other day. Madam Pomfrey will expect you at five o clock. And be warned, Mr Malfoy. Any more trouble and the consequences will be severe," warned Mcgonagall and stomped off into the castle.
If Scorpius was getting obsessed with color of brown then he was getting equally annoyed with the color of red. Not just red, but every damn thing that he could associate with the bloody Weasley. Merlin knew how humiliating it would be to serve detention while the Weasley lounged in her hospital bed. Why the hell did you have to lose control, he berated himself. Irritated , he slogged through the grounds, dreading the five'o clock date with Madam Pomfrey and a certain redheaded devil.
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