A/N: I told you it would be short...
Rose watched as her uncle crossed the room before gesturing for her parents to step aside. When they thought they were out of earshot, he begin speaking in hushed tone, clearly stressed. She strained slightly to hear what they were saying and when she did, she threw back her covers hastily.
Draco Malfoy murdered? It couldn't be true. Who would do something like that? He may not have always done the right thing but he had really tried to redeem himself after the war. Even her dad didn't exactly hate him any more. He had been nothing but helpful in the investigations the Ministry had held.
Draco was not a bad man so why would someone kill him?
Oh Merlin! Scorpius!
She had to find him. Him and Draco had been so close; they had the kind of relationship most parents dreamed of having. This would tear him apart. She needed to be there for him, regardless of what had happened between them. He was her best friend and she wasn't going to let him go through this on his own.
"Rose! What are you doing? The healer told you to stay in bed," her mother said, clearly concerned.
She shrugged her brother's hand from her shoulder and struggled to her feet, her legs barely managing to support her. Rose waited for a moment for the dizzy sensation to recede before apparating to the Malfoy manor. She grasped at the intricate oak banister for a minute to steady herself as her vision blurred.
"Miss, I'm afraid you can't be in here it's Ministry officials on-" she didn't wait to hear what else the man had to say, already weaving through the corridors she knew so well.
Rose found him quickly enough, sat on the four poster bed she had often mocked him about. There was nothing to laugh at now. The boy who never failed to bring a smile to her face was now curled in on himself, his knees drawn to his chest. His eyes were red rimmed and bloodshot, his pain evident.
He didn't look up when she entered, transfixed by the family photo on his bedside table. Rose crossed the room quickly and joined him on the bed wrapping her arms around him as if he were little more than a child, his head resting on her shoulder. They sat that way for what seemed like hours, neither of them speaking, until he could cry no more. She noticed absentmindedly that the front of her hospital gown was wet through but couldn't bring herself to care. Not when her best friend was being torn about by sorrow.
Her voice louder than she had thought it would be, she whispered to him.
"What do you need, Scorp? Tell me what you need."
A long moment passed before he spoke, his voice hoarser than she had ever heard it.
"I need..." he took a shaky breath before meeting her gaze, finding comfort in her eyes, "I need my best friend back."
A/N: And that is Part 1 complete! Thank you so much for all your help and support; I hope you enjoyed it!
We will be back with part 2 soon although I will be keeping it within this story. Oooh I'm so excited :D
I know this was uber short (you had fair warning) but I thought it was really important and helps set up part 2