RP: Time, Time, Time Who: Scorpius, Albus Where: Malfoy Manor When: 28 November, 2024 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Just Visiting
Scorpius stayed in his room for the rest of the previous day. He made everyone else leave except for Fides, the elf who found a wand in his throat warning him if he ever said a word about his visitor or what happened afterward, there would be some nasty repercussions. It wasn't until the next day that he had opened the door for visitors again. He knew it wasn't right to shut his parents out the way that he had, but it was necessary.
Now he sat in the chair in his room, tossing the quaffle in the air. He was tired of lying down, tired of this curse - just tired really. In a way, he hoped that it would end sooner rather than later. He hated waiting, literally feeling a ticking timepiece in his chest. Reaching over to the nightstand, he picked up a vial of anti-nausea potion and drank. He relaxed a bit, holding the quaffle now until it passed. He stared off out the window, not even noticing that Al had come in.