hexed

chapter 11

I'm sitting in the library alone. The sun is leaking into the horizon, staining the sky light pink.
I hear someone enter the library. I turn and see scorpius, he waves.
"hello!" he says pulling up a chair next to me.
"hey!"
"so what are you doing?" he asks
I swing my bag onto the desk and pull out my copy of 'Hogwarts a history'.
"I thought we could study?" I reply
"what ?! History on a Sunday ?! It's the last week of school then it's the holidays and you want to study!" he smiles "you're mad"
I grin "fine no history"
Scorpius gets up and strolls down one of the ailes running his fingers over the books.
"so apart from... History, what kind of books do you like to read?" he asks
My mind flicks back to a warm summer day at home lying on the floor in thee lounge reading.
Dad had asked me the same question "what books do you like to read?"
"non-fiction and stuff like that" I had said.
He had laughed and said
"you may have my amazing looks and stunning hair, but you really do have your mums brains"
Then me and Hugo had laughed for hours cause dad thought his hair was "stunning"
"I like non-fiction" I told scorpius
"really? Like what kind?"
We spent most of the evening talking about books and homework then finally at 7:00pm we went down for dinner.