chapter nine ♔ stalking again

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Kings Cross, platform 9 3/4

Albus did not want to go back to Hogwarts. He did not want to see his best friend make out with some slut who no one knew the parentage of.

"He still cares about you Albus, deep inside." Harry says, putting his hand on his sons shoulder. He noticed how his son was staring Scorpius down longingly, the exact same way that Harry would stare at Draco all those years ago.

"Dad, what if he isn't under the Imperius curse? What if he hates me?" Albus says, looking up to his father.

"Well, curse or no curse, she definitely manipulated him somehow. Scorpius would never willingly say something like that, Albus. Especially not to you. Now, I know you have the invisibility cloak. What I want you to do is, using this tape recorder" Harry pauses, pulling out a tape recorder from his pocket and handing it to his son. He then pulled out the Maurders Map, which Albus already knew how to work. "and the cloak, I want you to spy on them. Learn as much as you can. The tape recorder can store hours of sound. If you get anything, owl the tape back to me, and then we can get Addison locked up. Understand, Albus?" Harry explains.

Albus gulps, and then nods. He knows he has to do it, for Scorpius.

"Be careful. Addison seems like a really powerful witch, and I would not trust her with anything. It's probably best you ignore her at all costs. I love you Albus. Owl me whenever you get good information. Hermione is working on cracking who Addison really is. Scorpius will be okay." Harry says, leaving Albus to go on the train. He just so happens to end up on the compartment parallel to Addison and Scorpius. This was going to be a long train ride.

Addison was getting worse and worse. She would always make sure that Scorpius was by her side, and if he tried to leave, she'd used the cruiatius curse on him, and then use the imperius curse. She was getting used to this life. She was quite literally a puppet master, controlling Scorpius. Pulling all the strings, she controls what he says, what he does with his arms and legs, and she's working on manipulating his thoughts.

Scorpius, on the other hand, was being tortured. He saw the way Albus stared at him longingly at Kings Cross, but all he could do is turn away. Addison was soon gonna be controlling his thoughts, and that alone made him want to die.

However, he knew Albus was trying to save him. Remember how they connected their brains in second year? That was how he knew. Although Addison had found out about their connection and cut him off of it. (so he couldn't send lil messages to Albus but he could still sense when Albus was in danger) Scorpius knows Albus will save him. That fact alone is the only reason he hasn't given up the fight. Why he hasn't let Addison take over, it's even why Scorpius was alive.

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Albus grabbed his cloak, the map, and his tape recorder. He threw the cloak onto his body, making sure it covered everything. He mutters "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good." and the map opens. He finds that Scorpius and Addison are in the Slytherin common room, alone.

    He hurriedly walks down to the common room, trying not to make a sound.

   Hermione knew who Addison was. How could she not? Everyone remembers their first bully.

    Back when Hermione went to Hogwarts, she had a bully. She never found out his name, his house, or even his year, but she knew what he looked like. He had piercing blue eyes that looked like the ocean, dirty blonde, shaggy hair, and his skin was an ugly shade of beige.

  The moment Harry showed Hermione the picture of Addison, she knew. They had the exact same eyes. What she had also known, is that her father was a loyal death eater, which could explain why his daughters so fucked in the head.

    After hours of researching, she finally figures out who he is.

"Donald Forthclok " she whispers to herself. She's heard that name before.

The Daily Prophet, June 14th, 2002
Death eater Donald Forthclok thrown in Azkaban for mass murder, attempting to become the next Dark Lord. Rumors circulate that he has a daughter, no one knows where she is however, or even if she exists.

"Harry! Harry, come in here! I found Addisons' father!"

Albus' heart was pounding as he sat, listening to their conversation. He hadn't starting recording yet.

"Addison?"

"Yes."

Albus turns the tape recorder on.

"I don't want to be with you. Y-you are a monster!"

"Crucio!" Addison yells without hesitation as Scorpius let's out a blood curdling scream in pain. Of course, No one came to save him because everyone was at the quidditch game. He couldn't take much more of this.

"Why are you-" he pauses, wincing in pain. "doing this. What did I ever do to you?" Scorpius asked.

"I never knew my parents. My real father, Donald Forthclok, was put into Azkaban the day I was born. June 14th, 2002. By the way. I'm not 15. I'm 20.(this takes place in 2022 by the way.) I was raised in an orphanage, and I dreamt of two things. I dreamt of love, and I dreamt of the demise of Harry Potter, just like my father. Putting you through this is giving me both. Albus is most likely gonna come after you, which can easily lead me to Harry. I'm a genius, aren't I? Now, it's time for you to show your love. Impe-"

Suddenly, Albus gets a surge of bravery. He almost felt like his father. He comes out from under the invisibility cloak, leaving the tape recorder on and his other stuff behind. He comes up in front of Scorpius and yells "Avada Kedavra." Instead of fighting the curse, Addison just smiled, knowing she'd be back eventually. She falls back, dead. Her body disappears into thin air.

"Albus..." Scorpius says, tearing up.

Albus begins to head towards his stuff so he could turn the recorder off, but gets distracted when Scorpius tackles onto Albus, placing his lips delicately on his friends mouth.
He pulls away after a second, but continues to straddle Albus. He looks him dead in the eye and begins to speak, his voice laced with shock and happiness.
  "Thank you. Thank you for everything. Not just saving my life, but for being my friend. Not just my friend, but my best friend. I owe you the world, Albus! I was starting to get scared that you wouldn't come because of the words Addison made me call you. About that - I apologize. I did not want to say that foul word. Addison had me under the Imperius curse, and I couldn't stop myself. You don't have to forgive me Al."

"Scorpius Malfoy, I-" he pauses, deciding to say something different "I'm glad you're back. Please never leave me like that again."

"I won't, Albus. Never."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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