Scorpius's POV
I watched Rose walk to the Ravenclaw table and begin a conversation with Hugo's boyfriend. My eyes followed her when she ran out of the great hall. I stood up instinctively, and I felt a hand grab me by my shirt and tug me back down, it was Albus. "Don't follow her right now. If I'm not wrong, she went to go talk to Hugo. Her family has a lot to deal with right now.." Albus whispered, him and Harley sharing a sad look. But my chest tightened anyways. "I just-" "I know. You are scared she will get into even more trouble some how, but you need to trust she can handle herself. She isn't helpless, and if you treat her like she is, she will kill you one day." Harley said firmly, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.
I looked down the Gryffindor table, and I looked for all the faces and names I could recognize. It was so weird I knew more Gryffindors than Slytherins, just because of one family. A family who I've been apart of for so long now.. This feels normal, unlike being with my family.. I mean, my mother disappeared, not like I was a big fan to begin with.. Never said anything during the abuse.. Never tried to help.. Just drank all of the time.. And my dad.. Someone I had grown to despise, and never ever want to become, just to find out he's been in a curse for years.. I don't even remember if my family was ever happy to begin with..
"Scorp?" I snapped out of my head to hear Albus call my name. "Hm?" I mumbled, trying to shake my thoughts away. "You okay? You've been really quiet." Albus said, looking worried. I nodded my head, "yeah, of course!" I looked back at the door in the great hall, the one Rose had left through. "Um, actually Albus, where is your dad?" I asked suddenly, and Al looked confused. Him and Harley shared a look once more, "I'd imagine he's with the head mistress, doesn't he need to check on the prisoners every half hour or something?" Al asked, I nodded my head. "I have some things to take care of too, I'll see you guys around." I jumped out of my seat, and walked out of the great hall as fast as I could. My heart was beating out of my chest, I didn't know what I was going to say, I just knew I needed to say something to my father..
As I was about to turn the corner to the head mistresses office, I heard an all too familiar shriek. "Scorpius!" I rolled my eyes, and I swear it took so much energy not to run away. "Scorpius wait up!" I turned around, swearing under my breath. Daisy was running down the hall, waving towards me, trying to catch up. "What do you want?" I asked irritably once she was in ear shot. She looked taken aback by my rudeness, and pouted. "I just wanted to talk about what happened that one night." She said, sounding hopeful. My stomach lurched at the memory. The way Rose stared at me. How hurt she looked.. How harsh I had been treating her.. "There is nothing to talk about, Daisy. Now if you'll excuse me I have somewhere to be." I stated firmly, turning on my heal. I felt her hand on my shoulder, stopping me in place. "But Scorpius! You can't possibly be with that Weasley girl! I mean, she's a psychopath! She's so- so-"
"Shut. Up." I said while shoving her hand off me. She gasped at my roughness. I turned to look her in the eye. "You will stop following me. You will stop flirting with me. You will stop harassing Rose. You will leave us both in peace for the rest of the year. We have been through way too much in the last seven years to even deal with anymore of your shit. Me and you will never happen. I love Rose. And that is final." I whispered dangerously. She looked close to tears but I stopped caring. I turned and continued my fast pace to the office. I was finally in the corridor that lead to the gargoyles, but I watched the spiral staircase appear with the Headmistress and Mr. Potter following down the steps. When they saw me they looked a little surprised. "Scorpius? Is something wrong?" Mr. Potter asked, looking slightly worried. He looked so tired. I wonder when the last time him and mrs. Potter were together.. When he's had dinner with his sons and daughter.. When he last cried about mr. Weasley.. "Uh-no- yes- not really.. I was wondering if you could take me to see my dad.." I finished. Both of them shared a look, and looked very hesitant. "Are you sure that is a wise decision Mr. Malfoy? I mean you've been through so much trauma-" "I need to." I said firmly, cutting the headmistress off. She sighed heavily, gave a nod to Mr. Potter, and walked away.
"Alright then, come on." Harry said with a sigh, and I followed after him quickly. And my heart began to beat frantically once again, I was actually going to speak to my dad.. Once we reached the dungeons, flashes of last night swam in my mind. The letter, Dolohov, Rose.. Everything.. Next to the prison door that Dolohov was kept in, was the door that Harry stopped in front of. He hesitated on the door handle, and looked at me. "I imagine you want to see him, alone, yes..?" He whispered quietly, his green eyes searching mine. I nodded my head silently. "But- you know I'm right out here if you need me, and that- you can always talk to me.." He said quietly. I remember the first day I saw Mr. Potter at kings cross station, and the way my father actually said he was an admirable man. And when Harry would take me in on holidays. The way he would play quidditch with me. Never judged me for being a Slytherin.. Never judged me for being a Malfoy. I looked up to him like a father. Except now I don't have to look up exactly, I'm finally an inch taller. But he's always been there.. Before I knew what I was really doing, I hugged mr. Potter quickly, then stepped back. I coughed awkwardly, as did he. "I see, well, I'll just be out here." He said firmly, clearing his throat. I nodded my head, and opened the door..
When I walked in, I noticed the extreme difference between Dolohovs room and my fathers. The room was illuminated in light by the oil lamps along the walls, there was a small cot in the corner, with pillows and comforters, a round table with two chairs along the wall, and it even had a tea kettle with a tea tray on the table. But the most noticeable thing for me, was the man with disheveled platinum blonde hair, tired gray eyes, four o'clock shadow, with magically bound ropes on his wrists, who was sitting in one of the chairs, staring at me with wide eyes. "Scorpius.." He whispered. His voice choked, and sounded pained. "Hi dad.." I said quietly. He stood up quickly, never taking his eyes off me, quickly pulling out the other chair, and setting up tea for the both of us. But because of the ropes he was struggling. "Wait- dad let me do it." I said, quickly reaching for the kettle and doing it for him. He seemed winded. He sat down at the same time I did, never taking his eyes off me. I started to feel nervous and awkward. "Um- I got your letter.." I said quietly. His mouth fell open, he then looked away from me. He looked ashamed. "Rose and I managed to open it yesterday.. But why the charm?" I asked quietly. He coughed to clear his throat, eyes shut. "Needed to make sure Dolohov couldn't open it if he found it.." He said silently.
We sat in silence for almost ten minutes, neither of us saying anything, it was like meeting a stranger.. "This is the first time my head hasn't hurt in six years.. " he finally whispered. "Every minute of every day I tried to fight that curse.." My chest was tightening again. Maybe this was a bad idea.. "It's fine." I said stiffly, starting to regret coming here. My father looked up at me, tears staining his pale face. "It will never be okay. I know this is hard for you, and it is hard for me too, but we have to try. Because me and you use to be father and son Scorpius.. And now- now we are just strangers.. And I want my son back." He said firmly. I looked down into my lap. I tried to focus on the small hole in my pant pocket, and began pulling at the fray strings. "Do you remember when you were little, and me and your mom would take you beach..? We use to have so much fun.." He whispered. I closed my eyes, I could vaguely remember the smell of the salt water.. And my moms laughter.. My chest tightened and my heart ached at the memory. "I don't really want to talk about all of that right now.." I whispered. He didn't persist, he simply said "I understand. What would you like to talk about, then?" He asked, his head facing his own lap, eyes still closed. I sighed heavily, and scratched the back of my head. "I honestly don't know.. Um, where did you find Grandma and Grandpa?" I asked awkwardly, deciding I might as well start with previous events. "They've been hiding in Romania for awhile, trying to avoid anyone from their past I suppose." He said quietly. I nodded my head, "what's going to happen to you, now?" I asked quietly, looking at his ropes that bound his hands. "Harry is trying to get me the best outcome, but I don't even think the boy wonder can help me out of this one. With my past, my families past, and the child endangerment, I might be going to Azkaban prison." He said with a sigh, finally looking up from his lap.
He looked so tired. But he looked like he accepted it. I didn't really know what to feel. "How long are they keeping you at hogwarts?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders, "no idea, honestly. Can't be much longer. I think Harry is stalling for me, but the ministry is going to want to start a trial soon." He said simply. I nodded my head. "For what it's worth, I don't want you to go to prison." I said quietly. Our eyes met, and he smiled.. "thanks kid." He whispered. There was a knock on the door, and Harry entered the room. "Hey guys, sorry to do this, but the minister is coming by to question Draco and Dolohov.." He said, looking apologetic. I stood up, and nodded my head. Harry closed the door so we could say goodbye. "Well-um, Harry is going to keep me informed on everything, and I'll try to come and see you everyday." I said awkwardly, not knowing what to do. A hug didn't feel right. He smiled weakly and nodded his head. I turned to leave, but my dad stopped me. "Hey kid, I'm really proud of the man you've become.." I felt a swell of pride in my chest I haven't felt in so long. "Thanks dad.." I said quietly, before leaving the dungeon to go search for Rose.