Scorose Pregnant

Chapter 20

Two weeks later, Madam Pomfrey allowed me to return to normal. 

It was late Sunday night, but I was still staring at books. 

"None of this makes sense," I groaned, leaning into Scorpius.

 "What doesn't make sense?" He wrapped his arm around me, looking over my head at the books scattered on the table in front of the couch. 

I frowned. "All of it. I mean, I did my work and stuff, but it still doesn't make sense. I was basically teaching myself so now I am incredibly confused." 

"Ok, what subject do you want to start with?"

"I don't know, and I don't really care. None of it makes sense and none of it matters anyway." 

He let out a soft sigh and kissed the top of my head. "This isn't about the schoolwork, is it?"

I shook my head, attempting to shake the tears away. It didn't help. Tears, then sobs, escaped. 

Scorp pulled me fully into his lap, holding me tight. I know he was trying to be strong for me, but I had seen him crying softly in the bathroom a few days ago. 

Neither of us spoke. We didn't know what to say, hadn't at any point. There were no words to ease this pain. 

After a while, I wiped some of the tears away. "Scorp?"

"Yes, dear?"

Shakily, I extended a pointed finger. "Is that a letter from your father over there?"