I burst through the doors of the Slytherin common room, dragging Albus by the collar. Out of breath, I said “Where's....?”
“In his dorm.” said Leo, a first-year Slytherin who was helpful at times. I nodded in thanks and towed Albus up the stairs, ignoring his protests. Knocking loudly, I yelled “Scorp?! Open up!” I heard a shuffle of papers and a creak of the bed, before the bolts of the door unlocked and he stuck his head out. “Hi Rosie.” he smiled, sighing in relief before he spotted Albus and looked away, nervous. Wondering what was going on, I asked “Can I come in please?”
“Sure.” he said, swinging the door open wider to let us in. I skipped in and sat on his bed, taking delight in the springiness. He came and sat on his bed, back against the wall and hugging his knees, while Albus stood awkwardly by the door-way.
“So.” I began. “Is someone going to tell me what happened?”
Silence filled the air and I sighed.
This was going to take a while.
“…I-I don’t believe you!” I cried, shaking my head. Scorpius held my flailing arms and sighed
“It’s true, Rosie. I’m sorry.” I pulled away from him, glaring and ran out of his room, calling Albus’ name.
“Albus?!” I screamed, running down the stairs and into the Common Room. Looking around frantically, I asked “Did anyone see where he went?!”. The Slytherin’s shook their heads but pointed towards the door. Great, I thought. He could be anywhere now!
Running down the halls, I skidded to a halt when I heard a faint sniffle. Tiptoeing towards the supply closet I heard it from, I leant against it a whispered “Albus? Is that you?” He mumbled in response and I sighed, relieved. “Can you let me in please?”
“No.” He grumpily responded. “You’ll hate me.”
I furrowed my eyebrows and repeated “Can you let me in? Please? I won’t hate you, I promise.” Hearing the click of the bolt I pushed open the door and slipped in. Albus was sitting there, in complete darkness, the only light coming from his wand. Pulling out my own wand, I muttered “Lumos maximas” causing a great light to be conjured from my wand. Crouching next to him, I leant forward and enveloped him into a hug, patting his back comfortingly. “Please talk to me.”
He sighed in defeat. “Okay.
So as you heard before, I’m gay.” I nodded in response. “How do I know that I’m gay?” he continued. “Good question.” He turned to look me in the eye. “I’m in love with him, Rosie. Scorpius Malfoy. I… I-I kissed him. I messed up everything!” He said, covering his face and sobbing uncontrollably.
