Harry Potter: The Next Generation

Chapter 18

Alright my little Potternaunts this is the VERY LAST CHAPTER of PART 1!!  The next chapter will be restarting as chapter one but it will be labeled PART 2 so no one gets confused. Just wanted to make that known ^_^ okay. You may read now. 

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~Chapter 18~

Three days had gone by in the magical halls of Hogwarts; yet still, there was only one thing on the students minds.  Rose Weasly sat in her usual seat for the duration of her History of Magic lessons. It had been three whole days since the school began talking. Three whole days since Ivy stood up to James in the common room. Three whole days of nothing but chaos. 

Her head hurt by now from all the gossip; Rose was never one for the talking. She preferred educating her peers on character by use of what she learned in books; not from the Susan told Doyale who told Gregory who told Francine antics. She hated the rumors, not just because it was bothersome, but because in interfered with her loved ones.

It had been three days too long since Ivy and Albus last spoke. They had said nothing to each other since he left her dormitories the morning after the group date on Friday. It's not that they were avoiding one another, at least not on Ivy's part. She tried to speak with her boyfriend privately but he always had an excuse not to see her. Ivy had become wary that maybe James was right about his brother being too embarrassed to go public with her. 

She sat in her seat in between Nami, who spent most of her days doodling on parchment in boredom; and Lacey who obnoxiously sits with arms crossed and head sprawled back snoring loudly. Ivy couldn't even find the strength to shake her friend awake because she was so lost in her own mind. Wondering why Albus refuses to see, speak, or even acknowledge her.

Albus, however, had a different mindset. He wanted to speak with Ivy; he wanted nothing more than to wrap her up in a bone crushing hug and let her know he was with her one hundred percent. Yet, he could not bring himself to do just that. James words still hung in his mind, fresh and dry like newly washed clothes on the line. 

He didn't want Ivy to be hurt by the wrath of his housemates whom he knew would take everything out on her if they knew the true nature of the situation. He felt as if he were helping her by avoiding her the past three days. Slytherin house would lay low on the rumors if they saw that he wasn't associating with the Gryffindor girl. She would be safe, and they'd work out the kinks later. 

Unfortunately for him, Slytherin house had a much different idea. This much Scorpius knew. 

He knew that his house had been way too quiet these past few days and it was very unlikely they had nothing to say on the Albus/Ivy matter. Something was deeply wrong and he needed to find a way to help his best friend. 

He sat in his chair a few rows behind his favorite red head whom had been not even paying so much as a little attention to the lesson at hand; which was of course odd. Scorpius knew why she was so distracted. Determined to stop the madness as soon as possible, he pulled out a piece of parchment and grabbed his quill, ignoring the sound of Professor Binns boring voice. He wrote a few neat scribbles before folding the paper and sending it flying through the air. 

The paper softly hit it's target without Professor Binns even noticing. Rose rose a ginger brow in confusion before grabbing the paper aeroplane and unfolding it as quietly as possible as not to draw attention to herself.

Her eyes scan the page quickly before a small smile makes it's way onto her face.

Hallway corridor near the library.