Disclaimer: Harry Potter and anything that you recognize does not belong to me, I'm just using J. K. Rowlings characters to write a fanfiction.
Note: My new obsession! Hugo/Scorpius! I know, I know, I haven't updated most of my stories regularly and I'm posting a new one, but I had this idea and it wouldn't leave me be, so here it is! It might just be two chapters though, but if you guys find it interesting I might expand on it!
Anywho, thank you for reading, and I'd love to hear what you think!
Heartache
Really, why did he have to born a boy? Hugo mussed as he watched the platinum blonde hottie that was Scorpius Malfoy, the Prince of Slytherin and sadly his sister, Rose's, boyfriend. As if on cue, the bushy haired redhead flounced into the Great Hall and towards Scorpius' side. Hugo ducked his head as she turned towards his direction. Since he'd figured out his feelings for Scorpius, Hugo hadn't been able to look at anyone directly in the eyes. He somehow thought that if anyone ever did, they would be able to see his secret, and he didn't want that. He definitely didn't want that. It would be a nightmare, not to mention that Rose would probably never talk to him ever again and Scorpius would only look at him with disgust, and forever try to avoid him. Hugo would probably be banned from all family gatherings for the rest of his life as soon as the rest of the family brood found out!
Hugo sighed sadly, pushing the eggs around on his plate with his fork, not feeling the least bit tempted to even bring it close to his mouth.
Really, why hadn't Scorpius liked him instead of her? He was just as attractive as his sister was, if not more. Not to mention that he was smarter then her by a long shot.
"Bloody damn." Hugo muttered, picking up his satchel and hauled himself out of his chair. Hugo made sure that he didn't even glance in their direction. He really didn't want to see something that he himself wanted so much. It would just hurt, and hurt like a mother dragon on a rampage.
As he left the hall, Hugo heard something that he wished he hadn't.
"Hugo! Wait up! Scorpius and I need to talk to you!" Rose's voice cut through his heart like a knife. Without even looking back, Hugo pretended that he hadn't heard a thing, and vanished around the nearest corner. As soon as he disappeared from their sight, Hugo ran for it.
Feeling dejected, Hugo didn't want to do anything that day. He'd just pretend that he'd gotten sick and stay in the dorm. But then again, if he didn't go to class, he'd definitely get into trouble because he wouldn't have an excuse. Sure, he could tell them that he was feeling under the weather, but they would ask him why he hadn't gone to the infirmary. Then an idea hit him, he had some of the candy that his uncle George had invented with his uncle Fred when they were in his year. He'd gotten it his first year as a present from George. They were old, but they probably still worked. Hugo searched through his satchel for a moment before finding the wrapped candy in a bottom corner. He quickly unwrapped it and popped the orange side into his mouth, chewing quickly before swallowing it with a grimace. That done he turned back to get lost in his thoughts as his legs walked to where he needed to go.
He didn't feel the need to go to any class, he was ahead of the rest of the students anyway. What was one day? Absolutely nothing.
Hugo darted to the stairs and headed up to the infirmary. Since this was the first time ever that he'd actually been there, he doubted that he would be turned away.
"Are you all right? You seem a bit flushed. Have a seat Mr. Weasley." Madam Pomfrey's voice broke through his thought and everything sharpened with clarity. It seemed that he had stopped right in front of Madam Pomfrey without knowing it. Clearly she took his spacing out, and rapidly warming temperature as a sign that he might be getting sick, if he wasn't already.
With a groan, Hugo sat on the nearest bed. Now that he wasn't lost in thought, he felt terrible. Was this how it was supposed to be? Sure he knew he would feel sick, but this sick?
Just as that thought hit him, a wave of nausea hit him like a brick and he hurled into the trash can that was thankfully next to his feet.
"Oh dear, hang on, I've got something for that." Madam Pomfrey said worriedly as she gently patted his back until his stomach was empty of everything, not that he'd eaten much except for that piece of candy. Madame Pomfrey left as soon as she was sure that he was done barfing his stomach out and Hugo felt oddly abandoned. Which was ridiculous, since he had plenty of family and friends all around him.
Scorpius popped into his mind, and Hugo sighed, then gasped as his stomach lurched again, though nothing came out.
After he stopped heaving, Hugo fell back onto the bed and held his hands against his eyes. It helped a little, but not nearly enough.
"Here you are, dear. Take a sip of this, you should feel better soon." Madam Pomfrey said from next to him. Hugo sat up again, his stomach giving him another lurch. He drank down all the liquid in the cup. Not even a second passed when the liquid found its was from his stomach, to the floor.
"Oh, dear. I'll be right back." Madam Pomfrey scrambled back to her office, waving at the mess on the floor, vanishing it.
The bag on the floor caught Hugo's eye and he snatched it up, ripped open the flap and searched for the other side of the candy that he'd idiotically stuffed in there instead of his pants pocket. After a few seconds, he felt this other half of the candy and without hesitation, stuffed it into his mouth, forcing himself not to throw it up again.
"Here you are, Mr. Weasley, see if this will work better." Madam Pomfrey appeared next to him with a cup of green potion.
Hugo took the ghastly looking concoction and sipped it, his face scrunching up at the equally repulsive taste.
When it stayed down, Madam Pomfrey nodded sharply and made him lay down flat on the bed. "You won't be going to class today, Mr. Weasley, you might as well get comfortable." With that she walked away as someone else had entered the infirmary.
Hugo closed his eyes and zoned out of the physical world and into his mental one.
At least he wasn't going to see his sister, or Scorpius, at least for today.
"Hugo! Poor baby, are you alright?" Rose's voice brought his thoughts to a screeching halt in less then two point five seconds.
"I don't think it's a good idea to be screaming like that Rose, he is sick you know." It was his voice. Why did he have to be here too?
Hugo groaned, unable to keep the sound clamped behind his lips. He had just arrived in Hell, or more appropriately, Hell had come to him.
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