Scorpius hums in loss, but he doesn't quite wake. He'd been having trouble sleeping in the Potter house, but last night, that hadn't been much of a problem, and his sleep-deprived body wanted him to stay out for a few more minutes to catch up.
Outside the room, the house is empty. There's a half-finished breakfast on the table, leftovers on the stove. Nobody bothered to clean them up when they were done, it seemed.
There's a note hastily scribbled on the back of James's door if he manages to see it: Malfoy's gone. Went out looking. Owl if you see him. It's in Harry's writing. It looked like Al must have panicked when he'd woken without Scorpius in the room and they'd gone to search for him.
no subject
Outside the room, the house is empty. There's a half-finished breakfast on the table, leftovers on the stove. Nobody bothered to clean them up when they were done, it seemed.
There's a note hastily scribbled on the back of James's door if he manages to see it: Malfoy's gone. Went out looking. Owl if you see him. It's in Harry's writing. It looked like Al must have panicked when he'd woken without Scorpius in the room and they'd gone to search for him.