Harry Potter and the Next Generation

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Dumbfounded, Albus turned to Scorpius, “Mate, you’re not going to believe this.” He gestured to his letter.

“What is it?”

“My parents said you could come over for the Christmas holiday!”

Scorp’s face fell with shock. “No way!” he said with excitement, his smile coming back like a boomerang. “This is fantastic!” He high-fived Al, and man-hugged him, ruffling his already untidy black hair.

“What’s exciting?” Rose asked the boys with quite a bit of Hermione’s all-business tone, which was only emphasized by her clutch on a couple of books.

“Scorp is going to spend Christmas at my house,” Al said. “That is, if he ever tells his parents he’s not coming home.” He gave Scorp a pointed look.

“I will, I promise,” he said. “As long as you remind me tonight to write to them.”

“You lot ready to go to class?” Aurelie asked, appearing out of no where.

“I swear, you are anything but a Hufflepuff.” Scorpius said as he and Al stood up to walk with their friends.

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to take that...” Aurelie brushed off that comment.

“You don’t mean that you’re actually proud to be in that House?” Scorpius pretended to be mortified.

Aurelie gave his arm a soft punch for the insult. Their friendly flirting didn’t only scare Albus. In fact, it sent most of the four friends tossing and turning that night. However, in the moment, it was all good fun for Scorp and Aurelie.

“Thanks, mate.” he said.

“Hey, Scorpius,” Al shrugged on a comfortable shirt and pulled off his black slacks, “earlier, were you flirting with Aure?”

“What?” Scorpius asked incredulously. “No. If I did, I didn’t mean to, honest.”

“It really seemed like you were.”

“I wasn’t. Plus, we’re only eleven. We’re way too young to date. There’s no where for us to go anyway.”

“I was just...”

“Calm down, Al. We’re just friends. It’s all in sport. What’s that American saying?... ‘Bros before hoes’ I think it is...”

Albus noticed a white tube of paper sticking out of a hole in the wall next to his bed. He pulled it out, finding a deep-sea blue eye in its place. He unravelled the note and read it.

Al--

Tell Scorpius he’s right, but next time say it with an American accent.

<3 Tomi

“Tomoka says you’re right,” Albus put his back to the hole to tell Scorp, who was taking clothing out of his trunk. Tomoka jabbed him in the back with a pen. “And she says to pronounce it with an American accent next time.”

“Oh, okay, thanks Tomi!” Scorpius shouted the last bit.

“Muffliato!” Albus cast upon the hole. “I need to talk to you, Scorp.”

“Whoa, how did you know that spell?!” Scorpius asked in excitement.

“My dad taught it to me.” he said. “Thought it might be useful. I want to talk to you about what the hat said to us. I know we haven’t thought about it in a while, but I think it’s pretty important. When the Hat was on my head, he said he put me here because there was something I needed to do for Hogwarts.”

“And what is that?” Scorpius asked.

“I don’t know, but I’m going to need you to help me find out.”