She watched them. The clouds. They floated in small packs-- reminding of her teaching days, of when she looked after the children. And it was amazing how they grew into adults.
Minerva often wondered about the joys of growing up. From a child to an adult, younger years forgotten (mostly, though she had few lingering thoughts of when she had almost burnt down her grandparents' house), and then you're suddenly there again. At platform 9 3/4, but an adult.
~*~
Nostalgia, she thought, was something a lot of people experienced. Especially when it came to coming back to somewhere where it had all started off. And here, Kings Cross, London, was where it had all, started for her. Her journey, her life, her beginning, the stem (as her former French teacher used to say) to her path to unlimited success.
And she sure got that, a wonderful high-paying profession with a husband and a child, now preparing to board a train to Hogwarts, the very school she herself had grown up in.
She remembers the memories, the meetings, the fights, the learning, the teachers, everything. Almost every element that has contributed to her time at school. She, of course, decided to forget some of the more embarrassing details, like when she had spilt milk on one of the professor's robes. A complete but terrible accident to make. And a boring week of detention it was.
Who is this woman, you ask tentatively? She, well, she's successful, she's married, she's got a child, a happy family with occasional fights over food choices, but she's been through problems. Just like every protagonist in a good book, she's used everything she's experienced to shape her to be the one she is.
This protagonist just happens to be you, reader.
And now you've read your story as of marrying Scorpius Malfoy, as of being a witch and highly successful, it is time for you yourself to step out into the real world and begin your path to success.
Still not motivated yet? I, the writer, have experienced many pains writing this book. But still, I have created content in which I hope to shape lives. This book is simple. This books is cringy and stupid. I tried to keep it realistic. But it's magic, it's Hogwarts for goodness sake!
This book wants you to go out there, remember this line and remember, a. You can be successful if you put in the effort, and b. Mcgonagall probably is bathing with nostalgia right now, so make her proud.
Thank you, reader, for reading this. Thank you, for journeying with me. And most of all, thank you for your time.
~*~
"Wait a moment!" He called loudly, and you turned. Running up towards you was Scorpius Malfoy, and as you exited the book, he gave you one final gift. Not a kiss, not a ring, not anything rich or pricey, a hug. A measly but warm, hug. "Go on," he says encouragingly. "Stop sulking, and find your path. Do not ever dwell on the past."
Leave, dear reader, and make something of your life.
YOU ARE READING
Light In The Dark- Scorpius Malfoy x Reader
FanficY/N L/N had always liked Scorpius. Unfortunately, Malfoy liked Rose. When Rose rejects Scorpius for the fifth time, the boy gives up. Good for him, because some other person is eager to know him... ~Takes place after Harry Potter And The Cursed Chil...