Part 2 Christmas
---Thanks to peppergirl30 for help editing---
Scorpius POV
"C'mon, Scorpius! Race te to the station!" Rose yelled, flying past me. "Hey! No fair!" I protested, sprinting to catch up. It was Christmastime, and many students were heading home for the holidays. Rose and I stepped onto the platform at the same time. "Tie!" I huffed, trying to catch my breath. We boarded the train, and Albus walked over. "I'm gonna go sit with James. See you." he said, before taking off after his brother. Rose found an empty compartment within seconds. "Here." she said, opening the door. She shut it quietly, and threw her tronco onto the opposite seat. I put mine there too, and we sat down. Rose started blabbing about her grades, and all the fun she was having at Hogwarts. After about 30 minuti of this, she stopped. 10 minuti later, I once again felt a bump on my shoulder. I didn't even have to look down to know that Rose had fallen asleep against my shoulder. I smiled a bit, and looked out the window as the scenery rushed by.
At Platform 9 and 3/4
"Rose, wake up." I said, shaking her gently. "Hmmm?" she asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "We're here." I said. "Oh, thanks Scorpius." she replied, brushing that pretty ginger hair out of her face. Her brown eyes shone in the sunlight that streamed through the window. She stood up and got her trunk. "See te after the holidays, Scorpius." she said, bending down and giving me a quick baciare on the cheek. She left the compartment, and I sat there, tenderly touching the place where her lips had touched. I could have been there for the rest of my life, trying to remember my name, but the train whistle brought me out of my trance. I stood up and grabbed my trunk, making for the door.
On the Way Home
"Scorpius, is everything alright? You're awfully quiet." my mum said, turning around in her sede, sedile and looking at me. "I-I'm fine, mum." I told her. "Are te sure, Scorpius?" asked my dad. "You're much to quiet. Did something happen?" "No, dad, I told you, I'm fine." I said. My parents conversed quietly the rest of the way home. I listened hard, but I couldn't catch anything they were saying.
Home
I drummed my fingers on my desk, my thought directed on Rose. Her hair. Her eyes. Her laugh. Her smile. I couldn't get her out of my head. But why? I had never felt like this before about Rose. "Scorpius." my dad said, walking into the room. "We need to have a talk, man to man, ok?" "Sure, dad." I replied, sitting up a little straighter. About 15 minuti later, I had spilled everything about Rose. "Hermione Granger's girl?" he asked. I nodded yes. "You know, I once fancied that Granger, long ago." he told me. "R-really?" I asked, amazed. "Really. I was very rude to her though." he said, looking up with a far-away look in his eyes. "Why, dad?" I wondered out loud. "Love can make men and boys do some very strange things, Scorpius. te remember that."
---Thanks to peppergirl30 for help editing---
Scorpius POV
"C'mon, Scorpius! Race te to the station!" Rose yelled, flying past me. "Hey! No fair!" I protested, sprinting to catch up. It was Christmastime, and many students were heading home for the holidays. Rose and I stepped onto the platform at the same time. "Tie!" I huffed, trying to catch my breath. We boarded the train, and Albus walked over. "I'm gonna go sit with James. See you." he said, before taking off after his brother. Rose found an empty compartment within seconds. "Here." she said, opening the door. She shut it quietly, and threw her tronco onto the opposite seat. I put mine there too, and we sat down. Rose started blabbing about her grades, and all the fun she was having at Hogwarts. After about 30 minuti of this, she stopped. 10 minuti later, I once again felt a bump on my shoulder. I didn't even have to look down to know that Rose had fallen asleep against my shoulder. I smiled a bit, and looked out the window as the scenery rushed by.
At Platform 9 and 3/4
"Rose, wake up." I said, shaking her gently. "Hmmm?" she asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "We're here." I said. "Oh, thanks Scorpius." she replied, brushing that pretty ginger hair out of her face. Her brown eyes shone in the sunlight that streamed through the window. She stood up and got her trunk. "See te after the holidays, Scorpius." she said, bending down and giving me a quick baciare on the cheek. She left the compartment, and I sat there, tenderly touching the place where her lips had touched. I could have been there for the rest of my life, trying to remember my name, but the train whistle brought me out of my trance. I stood up and grabbed my trunk, making for the door.
On the Way Home
"Scorpius, is everything alright? You're awfully quiet." my mum said, turning around in her sede, sedile and looking at me. "I-I'm fine, mum." I told her. "Are te sure, Scorpius?" asked my dad. "You're much to quiet. Did something happen?" "No, dad, I told you, I'm fine." I said. My parents conversed quietly the rest of the way home. I listened hard, but I couldn't catch anything they were saying.
Home
I drummed my fingers on my desk, my thought directed on Rose. Her hair. Her eyes. Her laugh. Her smile. I couldn't get her out of my head. But why? I had never felt like this before about Rose. "Scorpius." my dad said, walking into the room. "We need to have a talk, man to man, ok?" "Sure, dad." I replied, sitting up a little straighter. About 15 minuti later, I had spilled everything about Rose. "Hermione Granger's girl?" he asked. I nodded yes. "You know, I once fancied that Granger, long ago." he told me. "R-really?" I asked, amazed. "Really. I was very rude to her though." he said, looking up with a far-away look in his eyes. "Why, dad?" I wondered out loud. "Love can make men and boys do some very strange things, Scorpius. te remember that."
