Chapter 19

10:00 am the day after Teddy and Victoire's wedding.

Scorpius woke to the sound of breakfast at The Burrow, a sound he had grown to know and love: laughter, loud chatters, even the often family bickering and occasional burp. The joy that usually filled his heart was quickly squashed by the guilt. He had acted like the stuck-up prick his father used be, to the only people that he considered family, and in their home no less. The amount of alcohol he consumed last night is no excuse. However, as he sat up, he found it was an excuse as to why the room spun for a moment. He felt like shit and immediately wished for a pick-me-up potion. He stood up cautiously, gaining his bearings and slowly moved towards the kitchen. He didn't enter but sneaked a peak in. Out of sight, he quietly scanned the room. Every Weasley and Potter was present, with the exception of two.

"Do you think Al will be okay?" he heard Lucy ask, the lovable Hufflepuff clearly concerned for her cousin's well being.

"Oh, I think he's fine at the moment, especially since Alison has yet to return for her things," James implied, with a smirk.

"Ew, James," Lily complained, "I'm eating!" They all laughed at the younger girl's disgusted face, the type of expression one gets when one hears implications about their brother's love life.

"That aside, I think both Scorp and Al will be down until they sort things out," Ginny Potter said, through the settling laughter. "I imagine they both feel bad about what they said to each other."

"Oh my god, you don't think they will stop being friends, do you?" the Hufflepuff asked, upset at the thought.

"Are you kidding, Lucy?" Fred exclaimed. "The first thing they will both do when they see each other is beg for forgiveness."

"Yeah, they're always going to be mates," James agreed, "no doubts there." There was a pause in the conversation as everyone continued eating or discussing other matters. Scorpius ran his fingers through his hair. He knew they were right; as soon as he saw Albus, he was going to beg forgiveness. He was about to leave when Hugo said something that caught his attention.

"Hey Mum, where's Rose?" Scorpius knew the answer; Mrs Weasley had told him last night but that didn't mean he liked it. What was worse is that he knew it was his fault. Hermione looked up from the tea she was nursing and prepared to answer him. However, before she could Lily jumped in.

"Yeah, what happened to her last night? One minute we were dancing and then I didn't see her for the rest of the night."

"I know," Roxanne agreed, "I would have definitely thought, she wouldn't miss an opportunity to punch Scorp. Last night was a perfect opportunity. He punched Al; she'd be completely justified."

"That's one thing that I'll miss this year," Lily sighed, before turning to Roxanne. "How are we going to survive without a good Rose and Scorpius duel once a month?"

"That's right," Hugo concurred, "There will be no entertainment."

"Or any betting," Roxanne said sounding horrified. "How am I going to get extra money for sweets and for mine and Ruby's pranks?" No one answered, and Roxanne was silenced by her mother's glare. Scorpius wanted to laugh. All this time, everyone was betting on the outcome of his and Rose's arguments and he had no idea.

"Hang on a minute, you were betting on the outcome of student duels?" Louis asked shocked. The Ravenclaw was standing in the corner with his arms around Zoe Garcia's waist. Roxanne nodded in response. "On school grounds?" he wanted to clarify.

"Yep," Roxanne said proudly before catching her mother eyes and slinking down in her chair.

"How is it that I didn't know about this?"

"Because you," Zoe said turning around in his arms, "my perfect prefect, would have sold them out." He looked like he was about to protest when Zoe craned her neck and stole a kiss. His frown disappeared completely as she pulled back.

"Maybe you're right," he said leaning back down to kiss her. Lily quickly interrupted them.

"Hello!" she shouted across the room, "still eating!"

Scorpius backed away as laughter erupted again. He went back into the living room, where he had tried to sleep last night. He wanted to apologize to Al, but mostly he wanted to explain to Rose; he just didn't know how. Without even thinking, he apparated into his flat's small garage; he needed to be alone for a bit and a ride would clear his mind. He quickly threw on his leather jacket and mounted the bike. Sliding on his helmet, he opened the electronic door before starting the bike and driving out. He clicked on the button again once out of the garage, closing the door. He momentarily wondered if it was a good idea to drive in his state. He clearly got his answer as he nearly got hit going through a red light that he would have sworn wasn't red. He pulled over immediately and threw up. He drove for about half an hour straight before deciding it wasn't really helping and turning back.

After securing his bike in the garage he began the trek up the rickety old stairs. The building was old and not well maintained, but that is what made it affordable. Plus on the occasion that he could, Scorpius would often help Mrs Doris, the land lady, with the maintenance. In return, she'd decrease his payment for that month. Reaching his floor, he got out his key from under the fire extinguisher, thankful for having a spare as his other key was in his bag back at The Burrow. He did feel a bit better after the ride. However, as he stepped onto the hardwood floorboards in his flat, the first thing he saw was Albus Severus Potter, sitting on his old scruffy couch.

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