Chapter 1 : Dead?
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“He’s not dead!” exclaimed McGonnagal as she examined Albus’ body “just needs a bit of treatment that’s all.”
“Really?” exclaimed Rose in relief.
“Yes! There’s no need to worry about him but he might be with Madam Pomfrey for a day or so. And Rose, you really did save his life you know, going to Riddle House to bring him back,” said McGonnagal.
“It was Hugo as well,” she said modestly.
“Well it’s no wonder that you are both in Gryffindor after what you did yesterday. So brave. I still can’t believe that it was all down to Cho you know,” complemented McGonnagal.
“I’m sure that there was something behind it,” said Rose.
“Mmmm. Yes,” said McGonnagal “anyway, hadn’t you better be getting back to the Gryffindor common room? I know it’s the holidays but you’ll have to stay at Hogwarts until second year. Don’t worry though, it’s only a week. The holidays I mean.”
“I suppose,” sighed Rose “are you sure Albus will be all right?”
“Absolutely positive,” confirmed McGonnagal as Rose left the office.
As soon as Rose had gone, Professor McGonnagal clomped over to the shelves and took some lime green ointment off them. She strode over to where Albus was lying on a stretcher and rubbed it across his forehead. She lifted her wand off the mahogany table then waved it over Albus, murmuring an incantation.
After only five minutes Albus’ eyelids slowly started to open. His emerald green eyes looked round the room in bewilderment before McGonnagal noticed him.
“Albus,” she said “how do you feel?”
“That answer contributed to the decision of weather or weather not to send you to Madam Pomfrey,” McGonnagal informed him.
“Not,” said Albus.
McGonnagal raised her eyebrows.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, and besides it’s not like going to Madam Pomfey’s will cure me or anything,” said Albus cheekily.
“Off you go then,” sighed McGonnagal.
“Yes!” exclaimed Albus triumphantly heading for the Gryffindor common room.
As Albus walked past the partially empty classrooms he met many astonished stares.
Rumour spread quickly at Hogwarts.
He hopped through the portrait of the Fat Lady to see Rose sitting on the sofa reading Recent Hogwarts History. When she heard someone come in she looked up.
“Albus!” she cried, running over to Albus who stood still at the back of the room.
“Where’s Scorpious?” asked Albus.
“Scorpious? I don’t know actually,” said Rose.
“He should be here though,” said Albus.
“Yeah, I know. Maybe he is in the boy’s dormitories,” suggested Rose.
“Maybe, I’ll go and have a look,” said Albus dashing off to the dormitories.
He pushed open the heavy oak door and stepped inside. He glanced at the six beds in the dormitory. A blond head could be seen in the end bed. Scorpious.
“Scorpious,” whispered Albus.
“Scorpious,” said Albus a bit louder.
The head moved and groaned but still no answer came.
“I SAID SCORPIOUS!” shouted Albus.
“What d’you want for god’s sake?” grumbled Scorpious.
“I’m here,” said Albus, grinning.
Scorpious turned around.
“B-but I thought that you were going home for the holidays!” said Scorpious.
“Nope. Turns out that a security guard tried to kill me,” said Albus.
“Long story,” sighed Albus “anyway, there’s something I need to ask you.”
“Be honest. What are you up to?”
“Oh that. Yeah, that was nothing. It was just me trying to get really good at Quidditch in the Room of Requirement,” explained Scorpious “sorry.”
“It’s ok. Anyway, I’m going to need some company at the moment while Hogwarts is practically empty.”
“I know!” laughed Scorpious “I’m glad that you’re back. Is anyone else?”
“Yeah, Rose and Hugo are. They saved me you know,” exclaimed Albus “d’you want to get some Quidditch practise in?”
“No,” replied Scorpious as if this was an obvious question “we’ve got potions!”
“Do I have to?”
“Of course! Come on we’ll go with Rose.”
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