Status: so hi guys

But, Dad...

Sorry

The empty train ride back to the station is terribly lonely and seems to go on forever.

Dad and Mum are waiting for me at the Platform, sympathy in their eyes as we just hug for a few minutes. At last, I whisper, “How come? Couldn’t anyone tell before then?”

“Oh, baby,” Mum coos, holding me tighter. “I’m so sorry. We don’t know.”

I turn watery eyes towards Dad. “Scorpius is in Gryffindor, by the way. Scorpius Malfoy.”

He doesn’t say anything, just wraps an arm around my shoulders and guides me out to the parking lot.