"Watch as she stands with
Her holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder
Now I'm getting colder„
The more the weeks passed by, the more Albus wished he wasn't there. Not in Slytherin. Not at Hogwarts. Not in that world.
One afternoon especially, Albus and Scorpius were studying down to the Blake Lake, Transfigurations this time, when Rose came to join them.
And she sat next to Scorpius. Under the willow. Their willow. The one where the two Slytherins had always been to study or simply spend some time together far from the other people who liked to call the blond "Voldemort's son" and Albus "Harry Potter's failed project".
Yet, apparently for Scorpius, that place wasn't as important as it was for Albus.
«Yeah, yeah» Rose's laugh was perforating his ears «You're probably right Scor».
Albus was the one who called the grey-eyed Scor. Not her. Nobody else apart from him.
The green-eyed watched them holding hands, the taller putting an arm around her shoulders.
Albus, with the excuse of feeling cold, went back to the castle and spent the rest of the evening crying in his bedroom, behind the curtains and far from everyone's eyes.
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heather ; scorbus
Fanfictionwhere albus has feelings for scorpius but rose is heather and albus wishes he was her. based on the song heather written by conan gray. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there...
