Scorpius walked into the Slytherin common room, meeting the inquiring eyes of the rest of the house. Including Professor Snape, who seemed to have been waiting for him. Scorpius slowly approached the greasy-haired professor.

"Professor Snape," He said resentfully, knowing full well, but not knowing at all what was coming.

"Well, . Would you care to tell me what you were doing in the Restricted Section?" He asked smoothly.

"I..I didn't know students weren't allowed." Scorpius explained.

"Restricted Section." Snape repeated. "Did you think it was Restricted to Teachers?"

Scorpius didn't answer. He lowered his grey eyes to the ground, staring at his shoes, rather than Snape's lifeless black eyes.

"One more slip up, , and you will pay the consequences." Snape warned. "Until then, you will accompany Filch every saturday for three weeks."

"What!?" Scorpius' eyes shot back up, staring intently at Snape. "You..you.. that's not fair!"

"Life isn't fair." Snape drawled. He turned a heel and walked off, leaving Scorpius with his jaw hanging.

He looked around and saw most of the Slytherin's watching him. Some with smirks, the others with unreadable expressions. Scorpius felt his mouth go dry. He quickly ducked out of the room and headed to the dormitory. Nobody was in there, so he had the cluttered green and silver room to himself. He didn't know what to do.

The only thing he could do was wait for morning until he could talk to Rose.

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Scorpius sat in the Great Hall and watched the the double doors, waiting for the familiar read head of Rose Weasley to walk in. She usually wasn't this late. Even though he had convinced himself that Rose had stayed up all night trying to figure out a way to get them out of here, he still had a weird feeling in his stomach.
If she had found a way out, she would've been waiting outside the Dungeons for Scorpius, bursting to show him her brilliant plan. Yet, here he was, early to breakfast and Rose wasn't here.

Even after Breakfast, Scorpius didn't see her. During class, there was no sign of her. Even in the afternoon.
Now he was worried.
He thought the only thing he oculd do was ask one of the Gryffindors if they'd seen her.

The perfect moment arrived when Scorpius spied Hermione walking through the corridor. He rushed up beside her.

"Hey.."

Hermione stopped and turned to her side. "Oh..Hi.." She muttered.

Scropius attempted a small smile, but doubted it made any impression. "I was just wondering if you had seen Rose at all?"

Hermione's brown eyes widened slightly. "No. I..I didn't see her come in last night and come to think of it I haven't seen her all day."

Scorpius felt his stomach churn. Hermione sensed the worried feeling radiating from him. "Is something wrong?"
He shook his head. "No..no I.. it's fine. Honestly- thanks!" He said in a muddle before departing.

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In the corner of the Restricted Section, although it appeared nobody was there, a body began to stir. A leg came into view, followed by a hand, as Rose Weasley stretched. Slowly her eyes fluttered open. A pain was surging through her forehead, and she was pretty sure she had a lump there.
Slowly she sat up and looked around. She couldn't remember anything. Absolutely nothing.
She began to get to her feet, when a silky, lightweight material fell of her. At her feet was James' invisibility cloak. She picked it up and looked around.
It made no sense.

--

After leaving the library, Rose travelled to Gryffindor tower. She walked into the common room and sat in one of the seats by the fireplace, waiting for James or Albus to come in. Suddenly a head of red hair bounded down a set of spiral stairs. Lily would do.

"Lily," Rose called out. The girl with fiery red hair looked at Rose with a furrowed brow.

"What?" She asked.

Rose gasped and tucked the cloak tighter into the armchair she was sitting on. This girl was not Lily Potter. She didn't even look familiar at all.

"Oh..sorry. I thought you were someone else." Rose explained.

The girl smiled and carried on. Rose frowned. She scratched her head, wondering what in Merlin's beard was going on.

--

Even on her way down to Breakfast, Rose couldn't seem to find a familiar face. MAybe she was jut tired and couldn't really see them properly. After all she had spent the night in the library. (Again, she had no idea).

"Weas-ah-Green!"

Rose turned around and finally, to her relief, saw somebody she recognized. Unfortunately, it wasn't a face she was hoping for.

"Scorpius." She greeted in a mutter.

"So did you find anything?" He asked, catching up to her.

"What?"

"You know, that book you were telling me about. Did you find anything?"

"I have no idea what you're on about."

Scorpius frowned. "Merlin's beard! What happened to your head?"

Rose brought a hand to her forehead, where she felt a huge bulging lump. She gasped. "W..what?"

"Rose, do you remember anything about the last couple of days?"

"Yeah..I.. I mean.. I don't know." She suddenly looked worried. "Scorpius.. w..where is everyone? Why was I in the Restricted Section this morning?"

"You honestly.. don't know?"

Rose didn't answer, but Scorpius knew she would never lie about something like this. He put his hand on her shoulder and steered her towards Dumbeldore's office.