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Albus continued his tale: "at first, it was mostly hush hush conversations about smuggling prohibited creatures or stuff to Hogsmead or sometimes inside Hogwarts. They didn't pay us much attention, they probably thought we were too young, stupid teens who had come there for the booze."
Molly at that moment thought that his favourite grand kids should have needed a lot more of a slipper education on his sorry bottom but she sat down and tried to refrain from doing it. Scorpius was missing and Merlin only knew if he was still alive!

Albus Severus was back at his granny's house; Molly who understood how much he worried about Malfoy's disappearance was spoiling him with his favourite plum cake without much success. Albus, looking miserable, looked at his nana and decided to be honest.
Albus Severus: "Nana, would you tell dad if Scorpius and I had wandered in the Hog's Head Tavern? Not that Mr Dumbledore has let us drink fire whiskey, or not much of it, but he's always had very strange visitors and we... I mean, I had borrowed uncle George spy ears and we had listened to conversations that maybe we shouldn't have."

Inside his magical suitcase, Luna's husband Rolf Scamander had tucked a very tired Scorpius in his bed and in no time, his stomach now fully satisfied by a long awaited meal, the young Slytherin had fallen asleep.
Outside the suitcase in the dark cave, the silver sand began to swirl in twirling motions until a humanoid form completed its shape. In his right hand a crystalline wand emited a light and the suitcase opened to welcome its Master.