sparklednight

A Harry Potter next generation fan fiction. Scorpius' P.O.V  Walking into the empty train carriage I felt the elongated Hogwarts Express train pull away from the bustling crowd on Platform 9 3/4 with screams of goodbyes from both parents and students. I straightened out my robes and red Gryffindor tie before sinking into my seat ready to fall sleep when the compartment doors slid open and Rose Weasley waltzed in fiddling with her own red tie. Her head was bowed and her shoulders bobbing up and down. At first I though she was laughing to herself but then I heard the faint sob and sniffle. Now there's one ting about Rose and that is that