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"Where are we going?" Rose asked, rather nervous. She had a feeling something was wrong.
"To the Headmaster's office." Luna Longbottom answered, but in another tone than the usual dreamy one. This was a tone that didn't allow questions.
While they walked, Rose remembered what her father and Uncle Harry had once told her about Luna Lovegood. Lovegood was her maiden name, and Luna had always been kind of a freak. Until the war. Then she suddenly grew a pair, and started to lose the dreamy tone and view of things. Some of it had returned over the years, but whenever there was an emergency, professor Longbottom would suddenly show that she wasn't anyone, and definitely not someone you just ordered around. She was often strict with student,s who didn't take their homework and hand-in's seriously - something you didn't really expect from the beautiful woman with the big dreamy eyes and blond hair.
Luna Longbottom had definitely gotten some edge. And right now, it was showing.
Once Rose and Hugo entered the Headmasters office, they found themselves being fussed over. Madam Pomfrey, who still ran the schools nursery despite her old age, started to offer them a blanket and a cup of tea before Rose and Hugo even made it to the chairs. Even though it wasn't cold in the room and the fireplace was on, Rose gladly accepted the blanket. Nobody got called to the Headmasters office and met by Madam Pomfrey, unless something rather serious had happened. At this point, Rose would probably have said yes to a living snake or raw meat, if that meant she would get her information any faster. Why was she and her brother summoned?
After a brief argument between Madam Pomfrey and Hugo, Hugo did as his sister and accepted the blanket. McGonagall, who had been watching the whole scenery, finally spoke.
"Mister and Miss Weasley. You probably wonder why I've summoned both of you on a Saturday morning." McGonagall began.
Rose started to wonder if Madam Pomfrey would freak out if Rose began biting her fingernails, but every thought of that disappeared, as McGonagall continued.
"Your father has been involved in a car accident, but…"
McGonagall didn't get to finish the sentence before Rose quickly rose, blanket falling onto the floor and the chair falling over.
"What? When? Is he okay? What happened?" Rose cried out, while Madam Pomfrey tried to get her back into her seat.
"Miss Weasley, if you would please remain calm, I might be able to give you the rest of the information." McGonagall said. Compassion was in her voice, but her eyes demanded Rose to calm down and take a seat.
Rose remained standing, and shot a quick look at her younger brother. He was unusually quite. Rose noticed the pale face, and that his eyes were damp.
She shut her mouth, and allowed Madam Pomfrey to put the blanket around her shoulders. But she wouldn't take a seat.
"He was driving in the middle of London, when he suddenly lost the control of the car, and…" McGonagall tried once again to explain, but was interrupted.
"Is he okay? Is he in Skt. Mungos? Can we see him?"
This time it wasn't Rose interrupting, but Hugo.
His blanket lay on the floor, and he was standing next to his sister. Madam Pomfrey started to fuss around him, but she didn't get far, before Rose reached out and put an arm around her brother.
McGonagall sighed slightly, and mumbled something similar to "Just as the previous generation…" before she gave up.
"Alright," McGonagall said. "You'll both go through the Floo Network. Your mother is awaiting you."
Rose and Hugo turned towards the chimney in the Headmaster office, but Rose turned towards McGonagall again.
"What about our trunks and other belongings?" she asked.
"They'll be transported to your home by the end of the day. I assume that you'll both be back at school at latest Monday early noon."
Rose nodded, took some of the Floo Powder Madam Pomfrey handed her, and tossed in before stepped into the green fire.

"Mom!" Rose cried as she almost fell out of the chimney, covered in ash from head to toe. Rose stepped into her mother's arms, and embraced her tightly. Hermione held the embrace a little longer than usual, before letting go of her daughter and embracing her son.
"How is dad?" Rose asked.
"He's alright; they're mostly keeping him because they suspect a concussion." Hermione answered.
"Is he at Skt. Mungos?" Hugo asked.
Hermione shook her head. "No, he's at a muggle hospital a little outside London. We'll be heading there as soon as you two put on some clean clothes."

"Dad!" Rose exclaimed as soon as she entered the hospital room.
"Ron, seriously?" Hermione added.
"What?" Ron asked, looking confused.
"They're keeping you because they suspect a concussion! You shouldn't be out of bed!" Hermione said.
Ron rolled his eyes. He sat in a hospital chair, clad only in a hospital robe and looked bored.
"I'll be back in a minute. I have to talk to the doctor." Hermione shook her head at Ron, made an unhappy sound, and walked out of the room.
"What happened dad?" Hugo asked, walking closer to Ron.
"Hmm, I don't really know. I was driving; your mum insisted to go buy groceries like a normal muggle would do. And with all that ice and snow, the car wasn't easy to handle."
"Maybe you shouldn't have cast a spell at your driving instructor instead of actually learning how to drive." Rose said.
"Why would mum want you to shop like a muggle?" Hugo asked.
Ron started to tell Hugo everything about it, and Rose felt ignored. It was just like the time when Hugo announced that he was sorted into Gryffindor. Or when Hugo got a spot at the Quidditch team. When Rose told her parents that she was the new Prefect of Ravenclaw, her farther barely had the time to congratulate her. He was busy talking about Quidditch with Hugo.

As soon as she got home, Rose walked into her room, shutting the door behind her. She felt like her family didn't have the time for her. Like she was the black sheep for not being into Quidditch and not getting sorted into Gryffindor.
Rose lifted her head as a sound reached her ears. Outside her window an unknown owl was flying, trying to force its way into her room. Rose hurried over, and opened the window. The owl dropped a letter at her bed, and then hurried out the same way it came.
Rose picked up the letter and opened it. She expected it to be from Lisa, Camille or maybe Fred. But it was from neither of them.

Dear Rose

I'm sorry to hear about your father's accident. It only reached my ears, because McGonagall told me that you probably wouldn't be back for our patrol tomorrow morning.
I hope that he is doing fine, and that you will return to Hogwarts as soon as possible. I know you don't want to get behind in classes, and even though you will only miss a period, I would be happy to share my notes from Herbology with you. Of course, only if you want them.

Besides trying to give you some comfort, I wanted to ask you a question. It has been announced that the next Hogsmeade trip is this Saturday. It is the last before Christmas Holiday, and I suppose that you are going, probably to buy some gifts.
Would you do me the pleasure to enrich me with your company? I will happily buy you some Butterbeer if that is the case. I simply ask, as I have enjoyed our patrols recently and would like to try spending some time with you, when we are not both about to pass out due to tiredness.

Your friend

Scorpius

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