Blood of Birds

Note: Hi! The following is a 2nd generation Harry Potter fanfiction, with main characters being Rose Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, and Albus Potter. It will be comprised of four parts, the first of which will follow Rose. There will also be seven one-shots (or side-alongs) following other characters at points throughout the series, each uploaded separately. I've also taken the liberty to include a few re-quotes, courtesy of JK Rowling and Steve Kloves of course, to pay homage to the original books and films. So without further ado, here is Chapter 1. Happy reading!

~ Lauren



25. Draco's Distress (2/2)

his black hair looked like it hadn't been washed in days. Something was definitely still going on with him, and it looked like he might have even spent the night crying.

"I'm sorry about your grandmother," he said sincerely.

Scorpius didn't reply as he tried to figure out why Al had suddenly become so sympathetic. He managed to get somewhat of an answer when Al handed Scorpius a glass jar from his bedside table and said, "Rose came to me about an hour ago, and she told me to give this to you. She said that you would know what it meant."

The jar was filled with Rose's classic bluebell flames, but somehow she had shaped them in a way that they formed a slowly burning rose petal. Beneath the floating embers sat a still golden needle. This was her way of telling Scorpius to come to her, and giving him an idea of how to do it.

Scorpius was almost out the door when he heard Al say, "I'm not going to stop being her best friend, even if she's willing to forgive you when I'm not."

Turning his head to the side but not completely facing Albus, Scorpius responded with, "Good. She needs a friend right now." He decided not to add the part about him needing one too.

Scorpius retraced his footsteps back up to the castle's open gate, where he quickly transformed into a falcon and flew through the night to the Gryffindor tower, which he circled around a couple of times before spotting Rose's open window and flying through it.

He was quick to transform back into a human as he landed rather ungracefully on her bed. Luckily, none of Rose's roommates woke up and Rose swiftly shut the window with her wand and drew the bed curtains closed around them. Then, just as Scorpius felt his body beginning to shake and a well of tears forming behind his eyes, Rose took him into her arms and held him while he grieved.

For the longest time, he couldn't stop shaking. Scorpius had been holding in all of his emotion before, and now it was seething out of him uncontrollably. He hadn't needed his father to stand by his side through this; he'd needed Rose.

"What does it feel like?" she asked as the shaking subsided, though Scorpius was still wrapped tightly beneath her, his tears dripping into her hair. "The pain?"

Scorpius remembered Rose's question from the other morning, when she had asked what his transformation had felt like. He hadn't answered in much detail then, but he could now. Because he remembered exactly how it felt: every piercing needle, every snapping nerve, and every shrieking cry. He remembered each and every second of that pain, but somehow, this was worse.

This time, there weren't any feathers that cut like razors, bones that crushed like shards of metal, or skin that burnt like the coarsest rope. This time, all he felt was his heart, shriveling at an exponential rate until he had to wonder where it had gone, and until every breath he took was an arduous fight to hold onto his last pocket of life. Much like his chess piece that was now gone forever, he was crumbling from the inside out.

"It feels like I'm disappearing." To himself, he added, and you're the only thing that's keeping me holding on.

And because she could see right through him and read his mind, she whispered, "Don't worry. I'm not letting go. I won't ever let go."

And just to be sure that she would never leave, that if for some reason he did disappear and she couldn't find him, he said the word that would always bring her back to him. "Rose."

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