Glow-worms and Serpents
Harry Potter bits of 2nd gen stuff
Albus Potter; Scorpius/Rose
Ginny smiled kindly at Albus; he mustered a smile in return, but it wasn't quite sincere. Everyone expected him to be miserable - and yes, at the beginning of the year he had been miserable. In a whole family of Gryffindors, he had wound up in Slytherin. Everyone had been shocked at his sorting, and James had even siad he'd go to the headmaster. Albus had been tempted to take him up on that, but had realized that there was really nothing to be done. So he had toughed it out.
Rose was in something of the same boat, though Ravenclaw wasn't nearly as big a blow as Slytherin. She wasn't too concerned - she was even a bit proud that she had broken out of the family mold.
written 1 June 2008
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She cleared her throat. "Um..."
"What is it?" He looked up curiously.
Rose felt heat rising to her cheeks. Clearly, telling Scorpius that she was beginning to fancy him was not going to be as easy as she had originally imagined. "W-well, I was... How much of your essay do you have left to write?"
He looked at her a little disbelievingly and Rose wanted to smack herself for such a stupid question. He scanned his parchment and then said "Only about seven inches. Er... and you?"
She still had at least a foot. "N-not too much, either. Should be done soon."
"Good. Good." He stared at her for a moment. "Rose, are you all right? You're acting a bit odd."
written 9 June 2008
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"What is it, Rose?" Albus asked, looking at his cousin with some concern. "You're acting a bit, er... off."
"I'm fine, Albus. Fine." She sighed and looked out across the lake.
He looked at her with a blank face, clearly expressing his disbelief. "Fine? That's why you've been unusually quiet, staring off into space, not concentrating on your work... ?"
Her head snapped over and she glared at him. "My concentration is fine, Al. You don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh?" He leaned back, thinking. It was a long shot, but worth a try. "This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain blond, family-loathed friend of mine... would it?"
written 10 June 2008
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-ILB
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Albus Potter; Scorpius/Rose
Ginny smiled kindly at Albus; he mustered a smile in return, but it wasn't quite sincere. Everyone expected him to be miserable - and yes, at the beginning of the year he had been miserable. In a whole family of Gryffindors, he had wound up in Slytherin. Everyone had been shocked at his sorting, and James had even siad he'd go to the headmaster. Albus had been tempted to take him up on that, but had realized that there was really nothing to be done. So he had toughed it out.
Rose was in something of the same boat, though Ravenclaw wasn't nearly as big a blow as Slytherin. She wasn't too concerned - she was even a bit proud that she had broken out of the family mold.
written 1 June 2008
***
She cleared her throat. "Um..."
"What is it?" He looked up curiously.
Rose felt heat rising to her cheeks. Clearly, telling Scorpius that she was beginning to fancy him was not going to be as easy as she had originally imagined. "W-well, I was... How much of your essay do you have left to write?"
He looked at her a little disbelievingly and Rose wanted to smack herself for such a stupid question. He scanned his parchment and then said "Only about seven inches. Er... and you?"
She still had at least a foot. "N-not too much, either. Should be done soon."
"Good. Good." He stared at her for a moment. "Rose, are you all right? You're acting a bit odd."
written 9 June 2008
***
"What is it, Rose?" Albus asked, looking at his cousin with some concern. "You're acting a bit, er... off."
"I'm fine, Albus. Fine." She sighed and looked out across the lake.
He looked at her with a blank face, clearly expressing his disbelief. "Fine? That's why you've been unusually quiet, staring off into space, not concentrating on your work... ?"
Her head snapped over and she glared at him. "My concentration is fine, Al. You don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh?" He leaned back, thinking. It was a long shot, but worth a try. "This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain blond, family-loathed friend of mine... would it?"
written 10 June 2008
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-ILB
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