*jazz hands* pLoT TiMe
Apart from the silence on screen the and zip sound which came from directly behind older Albus and Scorpius right into the sofa seating the older Slytherin Quadrat. Daphne Greengrass, sister of Astoria and Beloved Aunt of Scorpius. Yes that was the title he gave her after the shopping trip she took him on, what can I say, The kid knows his worth.
“Get off me this instant, Greengrass!” Pansy hissed.
“Oww what the hell!” that was Daphne.
“Hello!” Scorpius waved at her.
“Hi sweetheart. Where am I?” it seemed that she got dropped while applying lipstick by the half-finished Joker look. Daphne looks around the hall, analyzing any threats.
“You’re at Hogwarts, Daph,” Blaise answered and began wiping the lipstick off her face with a napkin.
“And I’m here because…?” still frowning, trying to keep her face still from moving too much.
“There, all clear.” He stiffed the napkin in his pocket and continued, “It's because your nephew there,” he gestured to Scorpius, “decided that we couldn’t do our job properly and decided to fix it themselves.” he paused, shaking his head in humorous disbelief, “and it worked.”
“Like what?!” she exclaimed.
“Like ‘solving the Case Of the First Five.” Draco finished. Blonde in question just shrugged. “You guys were taking too long and it was happening near Hogwarts! Who knows what could have happened if we didn’t solve it.”
“Yes then you take our help as adults—” Draco glared, still angry at his son. Albus had enough.
“Mr.Malfoy with all due respect, and I actually mean that, you’re one of the people I admire quite a lot, which one of you adults would actually listen to a pair of teenagers ranting on about how there was a Voldemort worshipping cult located under the three broomsticks?” he spoke, throwing the same glare back at the older blonde, “we didn’t have a fucking choice. All you adults from the ministry were concerned with were the fact that ‘oh no our family is getting attacked how are we supposed to protected them— oh I know let me just shelter them at home and send the rest to a boarding school which was in radius of 30 miles from the killings.' "his word vomit ended. Throwing a glance at everyone there, this wasn’t only applicable to Mr. Malfoy, it was to all of their family members.
The older ones couldn’t help but be proud of the young Potter. He really was really poetic when he said that.
“Yes but—” Hermione started.
“Aunt H, please, you are supposed to be on our side.” older Albus said, exasperated with the grownups. She held her palms up in a motion of surrender, “I’m not on anybody’s side, just that you should know that we would be there for you no matter what.” Albus considers and before he has a chance to respond Scorpius butts in.
“Wait, is this the episode where…”
ALBUS and SCORPIUS are seen inside SCORPIUS’S ROOM.
INT - SCORPIUS’S ROOM – NIGHT
(ALBUS is lying on his back hands in the air re-reading the note, SCORPIUS is at the pin board with much less question marks on it.)
SCORPIUS: You know, re-reading that note won’t actually do anything right? It has been—
ALBUS: (cuts him off)I know, I know but if you look closer at the dates of the killings and this... I don’t know... I’m just hoping that it would all suddenly make sense.
“It actually does make sense, idiot, pay attention.” Albus reprimands himself under his breath. His parents hear it. Harry looks taken aback at the venom in his voice directed at himself, all Albus did was want to help put those bastards in Azkaban. And he did succeed. Maybe it was time to lay off the angry remarks at what he did. He was just a kid.
“Hey,” Harry places a hand on his shoulder, as they were seated directly in front of them it was easy. “Don’t do that to yourself, yeah, you did your best. And I’m proud of you.” Albus looks back at him, his eyes turning glassy. “I’m sorry for taking my anger out on you. I just want you to be safe. I’m sorry, Albus.” Albus turns his head back to the screen, Harry thinks he might have done something wrong. Albus places his own hand on his father’s.
“It’s alright. Someone I cared about did some shit like this. I’d be pretty mad.”
Harry smiles at him and returns back to his seat.
The reason he turned his head was because he was definitely crying. And out of nowhere his texter buzzed.
R U crying?
NO IM NOT SHUT THE FUCK UP ARSEHOLE OR I’LL SHOOT U
i don’t believe u
come here
Scorpius puts his arm around Albus who instantly crumbles into the embrace. Scorpius always gave the best hugs.
“It’ll be alright, yeah, I mean, we’re both still alive right, and we don’t even die in the future.” Scorpius pointed at their older blond and brunette who gave a small wave letting him know that they were also there with him.
“Thank you.” His voice was almost inaudible. The movie continued.
SCORPIUS:Do you recall when these deaths take place ?
ALBUS: yes, usually on the first five days of the month. No particular order yet.
SCORPIUS: But there was a mile radius where this occurs.
ALBUS: (sits up in bed) You’re not suggesting...
SCORPIUS:Oh you know I am. We were only looking for clues when the deaths occurred. Going over our heads actually. We forgot completely where it was happening. There must be a pattern to such a ritualist killing.
ALBUS: First occurred in Diagon Alley right? In Aline’s Life Launder?
SCORPIUS: And the second in Thor Wynn's Skin Collection.
ALBUS: The third one in front of the shops in Diagon alley. There were straight up symbols on top of them. People say they were some kind of Satanic shit or something.
ALBUS gets up to the pin board where SCORPIUS is standing pointing to each of them.
SCORPIUS: The fourth and most recent one on April 3rd, this one in much closer proximity. Hogsmeade. They are targeting us now. But for this one we actually have a photograph. The lacerations on one of the victims looks like they didn’t actually die from them but previous causes. Considering the strangulation marks around her neck.
The crowd gasps looking at the view of the brutal killing. The ones who aren’t affected were the ministry employees and both Albus and Scorpius.
“How are you guys able to look at that without any reaction?” Rose screeches, horrified.
“Contrary to popular beliefs, emotion only proves effective when dealing with an active threat. When exposed to an environment where you are not in danger nor hurt. It will only cause the situation to turn sour.” Older Albus said, his eyes not leaving the screen. “In this situation if we had gotten deterred we could have been harmed. Severely.”
“Once you get into the detective mindset you guys so fucking scary.” Hugo said only to be met by half-hearted glares by Albus and Scorpius.
“Where pray tell did you get the photographs?” Draco said, rubbing his face.
“A detective nev—” Albus elbows him, cursing the blond relents “Ugh, Sherman Walker, a wannabe photographer was in the zone, thank you Sherm.”
“Anytimeee” The Hufflepuff gave a two finger salute. “You know where to find me.” he winked at Albus who proceeded to pinch the bridge of his nose.
“For the last fucking time, I will not go to Hogsmeade with you!”
“For the last fucking time, he will not go to Hogsmeade with you!” Scorpius and Albus both responded at the same time and caused them to immediately go scarlet.
“Fine then. Maggie, I’m also on team Scorbus, add me to the list.”
“On it.” Megan Knox, a Ravenclaw in their year, pulls out a list of so many names it takes a
“TEAM WHAT?”
“Look, they're already fighting beside each other.” Hermione lets out a small chuckle at that and is left with accusatory side eyes by the teenagers.
SCORPIUS: I feel like the answer is right in front of us.
ALBUS: But can’t find it? Yeah I get what you mean.
SCORPIUS:(sighs heavily, weariness on full display) You know it’s time we head to bed.
ALBUS: Great, you take the sofa, I’m taking your bed.
SCORPIUS: No! Why would I do that! Go to your own room!
ALBUS: (raises an eyebrow) Flich is patrolling the dungeons today and James needs his invisibility cloak to pull pranks on him. I’m not leaving this room without getting caught so... Shut up and sleep.
SCORPIUS: (exasperated) Fine, but why do I have to take the couch?
ALBUS: Because I’m on my period and I will not take anymore shit today without hexing someone. And you look like a very viable candidate.
SCORPIUS: (whines getting a spare blanket and pillow) Ughhh, Fuck you man.
ALBUS: (smirks and gets under the covers to sleep.) Sleep well.
SCORPIUS: (turns the other way and softly smiles) Please Grant Albus Potter Nightmares for causing me pain.
(ALBUS hits him with a spare pillow and SCORPIUS laughs at his friend’s antics.)
INT - SCORPIUS’S ROOM - EARLY MORNING
(ALBUS is still snoring away in bed as it was only 5 AM SCORPIUS’S door burst’s open. Both instantly bolted up from their individual sleeping places)
SCORPIUS & ALBUS: WHAT THE FUCK!
(McGonnagal’s dark silhouette is shown behind her DRACO MALFOY looking very disturbed)
DRACO: Son, what is Potter doing in your bed and why are you on the couch?
ALBUS:Mr.Malfoy?!
SCORPIUS: Father?!
DRACO: Son, we have to talk.
ALBUS: Of course— (he gets up from the bed, still clad in pyjamas)
DRACO: Wait, Potter, stay. I just need to talk to my son. And I think he might need your support.
ALBUS: Fine.
SCORPIUS: (looks as white as a ghost) What happened, Dad... ?
DRACO: ... Your mother.
SCORPIUS: What happened to her dad.
DRACO: She passed. Just 4 hours ago. Pack your bags, we need you at home.
(Only now can we see DRACO’s face, eyes are red and he looks far from perfect. Like he didn’t get any sleep. SCORPIUS bursts into tears hugging his dad. ALBUS looks sad for his friend but doesn’t move from his spot. Their impromptu sleepover turned out a nightmare.)
“Oh no…” Hermione said she noticed how Scorpius was covering his head behind Albus. Like they’d done this a thousand times.
Draco looks like he’s about to cry as well. He shuts his eyes, willing his tears back, his friends offer their support.
DRACO: Son—Scorpius, I can’t stay for long. I came because I thought that I should’ve been the one to tell you... Astoria wanted me to.
(MCGONAGALL looks sad at the scene. But nevertheless takes the mourning man out the door of the dormroom leaving Scorpius reeling inside his head without an escape.)
ALBUS: Scorpius.
he looks cautious, like whatever he might say might scare off the already hurt boy. What he didn’t expect was the blond to look at him directly, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. Albus shot up to embrace him.
ALBUS: Hey now. Look at me. Alright?
Scorpius raises his head to meet the brunettes’ eyes.
ALBUS: You did nothing wrong.
SCORPIUS: (his voice horse from crying) Then why the fuck did she leave?
Albus doesn’t know how to answer that. He just shuts his eyes tight as the blond sobs into his chest. They don’t particularly know how long they stayed like that but Albus knows one thing; if he has to he would stay like that forever. Comforting his best friend until all the hurting stopped. Whenever he needed to.
(The camera zooms into ALBUS’s face, a single tear drop falling from ALBUS’s eyes.)
The Screen turns Black.
“Both of you did not deserve to go through that.” Ron said, softly.
“Well life isn’t about deserving things is it? It’s the most impartial judge there is. That is the only comfort in it.” Albus said, running his hands through the blonds’ hair.
“That’s true.” Ginny mumbled, she didn’t know what to feel, her son shouldn’t have to have learnt it that way. Neither did Scorpius.
“I know what you're thinking, Ma.” The older Albus said. “What is done is done. We can’t change the past without breaking the future, but now? Now you’ve got a chance.” he looks her in the eye, “Don’t mess it up.” she returns the same determined look he held in his eyes. Afterall, where did you think he inherited it from? She wasn’t messing this chance.
(There is music playing the background, Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High by Arctic Monkeys)
(In the next scene we see Scorpius looking deflated as he enters the Slytherin Common Room. It had been a week. And as exams were approaching, he couldn’t take a leave.)
ALBUS: (spots the ever familiar blonde hair) SCORPIUS!
SCORPIUS: Hey Al. (his eyes have bags in a deep purple. He looks like an open casket funeral’s body had risen from the dead.)
ALBUS: We need to go somewhere private. (he grabs the blond’s arm softly, as if asking for permission. SCORPIUS relents)
SCORPIUS: What do you have in mind, Watson. (he was exhausted but maybe a distraction would fare well, all he did that week was cry and cry some more.)
ALBUS: Let’s go to hogsmeade?
SCORPIUS: Why that place. I thought you hated it there?
ALBUS: I’ll tell you there.
“Ok, not sketchy at all.” Hugo mutters.
“Well you see—” Albus begins, it’s Scorpius’s turn to elbow him now. The green eyed boy instantly glares at him he was sure if Albus was Superman he would’ve been reduced to cinders.
“Sorry. No Spoilers.” he said, with that same lopsided grin he always gave before his mum passed. Albus thinks that it was worth it.
(The screen showed ALBUS and SCORPIUS stepping off a carriage.)
SCORPIUS: Now that we’re off the carriage, into the village we’ve never been too. What, pray tell is your plan.
ALBUS: (serious) I’ve been looking into that picture we’ve got from that Hufflepuff kid. I knew I’d recognized the symbols somewhere. It turns out. That ain’t ritualistic shit. It’s code. Specifically the Pigpen Cipher.
(the camera zooms into the gory picture, a symbol although messily drawn it looks like a U with a dot in the middle, an upside down L and two Ls with a dot in the middle.)
Both ALBUS and SCORPIUS lock eyes
SCORPIUS: Kill.
(The camera slowly makes its way into the bustling streets of Hogsmeade, going to one particular destination. Megan Knox’s copy of The Prophet, the music’s volume rising higher.)
"Oh! Yay! that's me!" The girl squeals.
PROPHET PAPER: Second Of May.
"Welp, they're fucked." Megan deflates.
THE SCREEN GOES BLACK
“The next episode they are going to find the dead body, right?” Rose remarks.
“Yup!” Albus said, falling back into the bean bag. “We literally never get a break after this.”
“You do realize that after this you both will be going to therapy right?” McGonagall spoke, her voice tinged with tiredness as she saw another bunch of Potters and Malfoys do something so unthinkable: they actually could hide it from her and the rest of the world. She guessed it was something to be expected of a Slytherin Potter and the best friend of said Slytherin Potter, who just so happened to be a Malfoy.
“Yes Professor.” the 2 pairs of detectives said in unison.
“Great.”
“Can we go back to the part where you will see a dead body?” Harry said. His hair greying by the minute.
“Yes, I would also like to talk about that part.” Draco said.
“Well tough luck cus’ we can’t tell you the spoilers.” Older Scorpius said, palms raised in surrender.