Their World in my Hands

My choices can change the lives of the ones I love, the ones I hate and the ones I don't know. I am a witch, an undetectable. It's all new to me, I could lead us to greatness or to devastation and I'm not ready for the power, but I have to be. Everyone's relying on me, I have their world in my hands and I cannot let them down...


9. Scorpius

Rosa and I had dinner in a small corner of the leaky cauldron. We ate and talked until we were full. As I put my dessert spoon down, Scorpius Malfoy walked in. " he coming too..." Rose groaned. Scorpius looked over at us and caught my eye. I raised my eyebrows, he quickly turned away and continued to walk. "Haha...what's wrong with him?" Rose giggled. I told her the story about us in Madam Malkin's. At the end, Rose suppressed a laugh and said "When I was at kings cross for the first time, where I was going to go to the new squib school in Hogsmede, I found out that Scorpius wasn't a wizard either and that he was going to go to the school I was enrolled in. My dad told me that I had to beat him in every test, I loved the pouty look on his face, Mr.Malfoy kept reminding him of what he would be missing out on."

I sat and waited patiently for Rose to finish her pudding. Something was worrying me. Rose has been so open and honest with me and I haven't told her about the prophecy or my dad or any of the worrisome things going on in my mind. Maybe if I told her, she wouldn't want to be my friend, her mum went through so much because she was friends with someone like me. Someone abnormal. "Rose I have to tell you something..." She wiped her mouth on her napkin and threw it on her plate. "So do I," she replied "Its been really great being your friend today... and I thought, what if we're not in the same house and never speak to each other again after training and I had a little money left over..." "Wait Rose..." She dived under the table and handed me a book. Hogwarts: A History. It was a limited edition, with gold leaf pages and glossy writing, beautiful. "Look Rose, I can't take this... It's great but, it's not even Christmas and we've only known each other for a day, you take it and..." "My mum gave my her old copy, kind of as an heirloom. Take it, think of it as a later birthday present... I didn't want the rest of the money anyway" I pulled it to my chest, hugged it tight "Thanks..."

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