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“Rose Weasley. Aren’t you going home for the holidays?” I asked. She looked at me, confused.
“I didn’t realise you knew my name,” she replied as I bent down. I laughed, and I shook my head.
“How could I possibly be part of the Wizarding World and not your name? Besides, Al is my best mate, he’s your cousin, and you guys are good mates, also,” I told her. She shrugged as she put a couple of books in their rightful place. I picked one book up.
“Why were you looking up love potions?” I asked. She rolled her eyes, and shook her head.
“I wasn’t looking at that book, I was looking at that one,” she said, pointing to the one bok left on the floor. I picked it up quickly before she could get to it.
“Simple Potions?” I asked,” What did you want in there?” Rose shrugged.
“I like potions, and I was wondering if there were any I could try out over the holidays. I’m sure Mum wouldn’t mind, I’m of age now, and she likes the fact I love learning,” she said, and then added as an afterthought, “Unlike Hugo.”
I grinned at her, and we put the last two books on the shelf. We started walking towards the door when Al came up to us.
“Hey Scorp. Rosie, it’s time to go,” Al said. Rosie nodded, and turned to look at me.
“Happy Christmas, Scorpius,” she said brightly.
“You too,” I muttered a she followed Albus. I wanted to ran after her, kiss her before she left, but that would just confuse her. It confused me anyway. Why did I suddenly have feelings for a girl I had never noticed before? My brain had answered that for me.
‘Because you never noticed her before. Now you have.’
“Scorpius, wake up! Dad found a lead!” I heard Albus say excitedly, pushing me from side to side. I sat up, and looked at Albus.
“Did he?” I asked. Albus nodded, smiling.
“Your mother’s first fiancé was a Parkinson, the same year as your mother, and so he never was a Death Eater, but his family was. He wasn’t arrested for his family’s mistakes, but he has been at court for using magic on a Muggle. I mean, actual bad magic, not just saying ‘Wingardium Leviosa’ while a Muggle was around accidentally. Mr Parkinson stunned this Muggle because she got in his way!” Albus said. I smiled at him.
“It’s great we have a lead, but I had no idea my mother was engaged before being with my father,” I muttered. Albus smiled.
“Mr Parkinson stunning the Muggle was why they broke up,” he told me. Yeah, right. Like my mother cared. She only cared for appearances. Surely it was better to be married to a reformed Death Eater than a man who was never a Death Eater but stunned Muggles. Well, it made her look better.
“Does your father have any idea where to find him?” I asked. Al shook his head, but looked at me pointedly.
“He wants you to go with him to ask your mother if she’s heard from him,” he said. I raised an eyebrow, and I knew I had shock in my eyes.
“But he saw how my mother treated me yesterday!” I exclaimed. Albus nodded impatiently.
“Exactly. It will give him an excuse to arrest her and make her use Veritaserum if he has to, or at least, let him go into her mind, now that he’s an accomplished Occlumens,” Al pointed out. I nodded. He had a good point.
“Fine, I’ll go with your father,” I said, “I just need to get changed.” I got up, and I saw that on the camp bed the Potter’s had set up for me was a pair of jeans and a shirt, sweatshirt, and a jacket.
“Mum saw that all your clothes were robes, and she thought it was silly to make you wear cold clothes. It’s the middle of winter,” Al explained, seeing where I was looking. I nodded, and Al left the room to let me change. I went down the stairs, and entered the kitchen where Mrs Potter was pouring out a bowl of cereal for Lily.
“Mum1 I can do it myself!” Lily snapped. I smiled slightly, and Mr Potter looked up as I entered the room.
“Scorpius, Al told you, I presume?” he asked. I nodded, and Mr Potter smiled.
“Good. Now, eat something, and we’ll be off. The sooner we find her, the better,” he said. I nodded, and Mrs Potter placed a bowl in front of me, and a box of cereal.
“If you want something else, don’t hesitate to ask,” she said, smiling. I smiled back, overwhelmed. My mother generally just threw stuff in my direction and I had no choice. My father tried to give me good food, but he couldn’t cook.
Once I had finished breakfast, I stood up.
“Thank you, Mrs Potter. Mr Potter, I’m done,” I said. Mr Potter nodded, and Mrs Potter looked at me sternly.
“You must call me Ginny, Mrs Potter makes me sound like a boring old fart,” she said. I laughed.
“All right…Ginny,” I said. Mrs Potter gave me a wide smile, and then looked over at her sons who were flinging spoonfuls of cereal at each other.
“James! Albus! Stop that this instant!” she yelled, and both boys placed their spoons down. I grinned at Albus, then followed Mr Potter into the lounge.
“I don’t disapparate in front of Lily, she tries to copy,” Mr Potter told me. I laughed at the idea of little Lily Potter spinning and getting dizzy as Mr Potter disapparated. I disapparated after him.
Again, outside my house…I was dreading seeing my mother again.
AN~ So, here's the eagerly awaited third chapter...you didn't have to wait very long :D. YAY for TA status LOL. Anyway, I've given you the one memory Scorpius has of Rose...and they finally have a lead...what does Scorp's mother have to do with Rose's kidnapping? OOOOH....(I have no idea yet...)
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