Scorpius POV

Three days. It had been three days since Rose had disappeared. I couldn’t take it any longer, not knowing what was happening to her. I had to find her. I had to.

Danielle POV

It had been three days since we got to 1995. I still blame myself for Freddie, Roxy and my arrival. Since we got here we hadn’t done much except for play loads of quidditch and clean out 12 Grimmaud Place. Today we were cleaning out the rooms in the attic near Teddy and Victoires room.

The more rooms we cleared out, the less people had to share rooms. At the moment James and I were cleaning out a room for Remus and Dora so they didn’t have to share with their parents. The house seemed to be never ending. But unfortunately, never ending rooms meant never ending junk and rubbish that all needed to be cleaned up.

I picked up a small box. I tried to open the lid; it was incredibly stiff and wouldn’t open. I tried again and it opened about a millimetre.

“If it doesn’t open then there’s probably a reason it’s shut, don’t you remember when my Dad told us about all the creepy things they found here. This house belonged to the darkest of wizards until not long ago. Don’t risk opening it.” James said

I carefully placed the little box on the table, making sure not time smash it anywhere by mistake.

“Don’t worry about me,” I assured James “I’ll be fine”

“I always worry about you, especially with what is going to happen in Hogwarts this year, if we can’t get back by next week then we have to go to school and you know what happens at Hogwarts this year…with Umbridge. And if we still can’t get back until the end of the year, what if the battle at the ministry goes badly and someone from our time gets badly injured or even killed. What if it’s you? I couldn’t live with myself knowing anyone from our time died because I fiddled with a time turner. Especially if you died. I wouldn’t have anything to live for anymore!”

I hugged him tight and held him close.

“Is that why you’re acting weird? You’re worrying about me? James… I’m so sorry; it’s all my fault…”

“No, no, no, you shouldn’t be sorry for anything, you didn’t do anything. It was my fault, please don’t cry sweetheart.”

“Fine…” I said as I crashed my lips against his.

When I pulled away I mumbled “I wish we could just be back home again.”

“Same”

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