The Black Rose

Chapter 4: The Third Dark Lord

Scorpius' hand shook violently while Harry's grip on his wrist kept him still. Harry was confused and hurt by the strange boy's reaction, nobody had ever reacted to him this way before.

"What's the matter, kid?" He spoke softly in confusion, perhaps he was a crazy fan? "It's me, Harry Potter."

But the boy's eyes hardened again. "I'll kill you!"

A loud smack sounded the area as Draco slapped him on the head. Harry and Hermione both gasped and their eyes widened at Draco's action.

"What do you think you're doing?! That's Harry Potter, you idiot!" Draco said angrily. He had no idea who this boy was, but he certainly doesn't have the right to speak to Harry like that.

Scorpius had barely registered the smack and the voice when his eyes widened at the words 'Harry Potter'... could it be?

He looked up and looked at Harry once again, taking him in fully. He looked different, younger, his eyes were the emerald green his father had described. He had that smile on his face instead of that evil sneer Scorpius was so used to seeing.

"Harry Potter? Is it really you? Alive?" Scorpius spoke softly. "You're really him?"

"Uhhh..." Harry rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, that's me."

"I had no idea..." Scorpius immediately bowed to him in apology. "I'm sorry for attacking you, Mr Potter. I thought you were- I didn't know-"

"I'll admit you did give me a bit of a fright there." Harry chuckled. "But it's fine, don't worry. You looked frightened though, are you okay?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? And who are you?" Hermione spoke from beside them. "Can you explain what's going on here?"

Scorpius' eyes widened at the source of the voice and turned. Scorpius immediately teared up when he saw Hermione Granger, standing there, looking as young as ever. His whole heart clenched as he slowly walked towards her and collapsed to the ground, reaching forward and clasped her hand as he kept his head down, the tears falling silently from his eyes and onto the ground. Harry, Draco and Hermione were all taken off guard by the boy's reaction. But Hermione's heart clenched at seeing the boy in such a state, though she did not know who he is, she was already worried for him.

"Aunt Mione..." Scorpius sobbed silently as he clung onto Hermione's hand.

"W-What's the matter? Talk to me." Hermione said softly to the boy. "What's happened to you?"

"After all of the sacrifices..." Scorpius whispered silently to himself and let out a relieved sigh. "We did it, Albie, Aunt Mione...I've made it back... to the past."

Scorpius slowly let go of Hermione's hand and stood slowly, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Sounds like you've been through a lot," Hermione said. She heard what she said but decided not to dwell on it any further now. "Have you... calmed down?"

"Thank you." Scorpius nodded at her. "I'm fine."

At that moment, Scorpius turned and saw Draco standing beside Harry. His eyes widened in shock. It took all his strength not to run over and embrace his father. He hadn't seen him since he was a little kid. But he was in the past. Things were different here. His father might not even know who he is yet.

"So..." Draco raised an eyebrow at him, his voice startling Scorpius out of his thoughts. "Who exactly are you, kid?"

Scorpius blushed and looked away. He looked at Harry before looking once more at Hermione before shaking his head.

"Can't say."

"Well then, Mr ' can't say '. I hope you have a reason for crashing your muggle ship and for taking my blood and also for your weird and insane behaviour earlier." Draco sneered at him.