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Taking his sister to a quidditch match as a birthday present was the first thing Hugo got wrong. The second, was standing her up.
Send in the Clowns
Nervously, she cleared her throat, and he turned to look at her. Her first thought was, this is what Scorpius will look like when he is older. Like his son, Draco was tall and very blonde, although his hair was thinner, his forehead higher and more lined. He had a tense look about him, an aura of anxiousness, which made Rose chew her lip. He gestured a chair, and slowly, she sat.
Another Girl's Paradise
Here, Rose paused. Someone was watching her again; her muscles tensed, her ears strained and she held perfectly still. When nobody announced themselves, she shrugged, thinking it was probably just a bird, perhaps a peacock, but she could see nothing. Turning back to her laptop, Rose nearly jumped out of her skin when a hand shot out of the bushes behind her and touched the keypad.
The ice is thin, come on dive in
Rose blushed; she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction but she couldn’t prevent it from happening. Her cheeks, those Weasley cheeks, flared into life and she knew she was scarlet from her neck to the roots of her hair. He said nothing, watching her and waiting and she took a deep breath, tossed back her dripping mane and pushed past him.
And she Shines just like a Star
Draco was, as in the last occasion Rose had entered this room, sitting with his head in his hands. Rose let the boys in first, sinking in to a seat next to her brother. Scorpius remained standing, leaning against one of the many towering bookshelves along the wall. He didn’t speak and kept his eyes on the ground.
And So Where Does my Heart, Belong
Up in her room, Rose’s heart was still pounding ridiculously fast. She could not believe he’d even noticed her when they were surrounded by such beauty. She shook her head, slipping out of her bikini and into dry clothes. Perhaps he didn’t; he was probably just trying to get a rise out of her, as he normally did. And what did she do? Sit there gaping like a fish, her brain unable to conjure up any suitable insults.
Paranoia is in Bloom
The Weasley siblings watched as their father strode through the front door, the Ministry insignia blazing upon his robes. He had his wand out, clutched in his right hand, as if he expected the culprit to just come marching towards him. Ron acknowledged his children with a nod and a look that Rose knew meant he wanted to speak with them before he left.
Black Shadow Hanging Over Your Shoulder
“Nonetheless,” the hit-wizard said sternly, “everyone here is at this moment a suspect and is forbidden to leave. We do not know if the culprit acted alone, and we want to ensure that no body else gets hurt.”
Cause the Sky is Breaking
Rose ignored him, her eyes finding Scorpius, who was standing near the fireplace, clinging to the mantle for support. He looked at her, his expression haunted and scared, and not caring about her brother bearing witness, she hurried across the room and flung her arms around him.
Meet Me in the Middle of the Air
Hugo dropped to the floor beside Scorpius, but Rose remained standing. There was something about that box that screamed danger and she didn’t want to go near it. Before she could warn anyone else, Scorpius had used his wand to break the lock and lifted the lid.
Somebody get me Through this Nightmare
As a free elf, Rose knew Clara was not bound by the old magic, and had the right to refuse Scorpius’ request. She rocked back and forth, shaking her head and wringing her hands, Scorpius pleading solemnly with her. She would not budge, however, and Rose’s heart sank as she shook her head a final time.
It's just your Ghost Passing Through
She suddenly wondered whether this whole expedition was a good idea. Her mother was right – they had no idea who was responsible for any of the graffiti, or the apparent kidnappings, the Dark Mark at the Manor. Rose had the unnerving sense they were walking into danger but it was too late to do anything about it now. She needed to know.
In my hand there's a pulse of my beating heart
Draco crossed the room, bending like Ron had done and looked into his son’s face. Without another word, he pulled Scorpius into his arms and held him tightly. Rose felt tears prick her eyes and she realised she still had hold of Scorpius’ hand. She let go and Scorpius’ arms went around his father, like a child seeking comfort.
So it ends so it begins
“I got a job,” Hugo said, loud enough for those at the other end of the table to hear. Hugo smiled his cat-like smile, now that he had everyone’s attention. “Yes, it’s a very important position. I’m going to be working in publicity. Seems my employer thinks I have a way with words.
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