Scorpius Malfoy - Acceptance

Scorpius Malfoy had always known he wouldn't be accepted well at Hogwarts.

He had known because he had experienced all of this before. The whispers, the not so discreet glances, and the rumours had followed him everywhere. Every vile speculation had stopped hurting him after a while. One can get immune to mindless gossip after awhile. People going out of their way to avoid him, 'Voldemort's spawn' was getting old. Yes, he didn't fear the name as his father did, because of all these tales he thought he had a right to call his 'father' by his name. Yet, this only increased the smear campaign.

All his father's friends, at least those who weren't in Azkaban, had also murmured about his parentage. He didn't let it bother him, if he did, it would be unbearable to live.

What he hadn't been ready for was other children being disgusted by him. His father's friends and aquaintances had never brought along their children to his house, and the reaction of other children his age was slightly foreign to him. His father had explained, of course that them being children would only increase their fear and hate, and that he should try his best to find friends. Draco Malfoy had done his best to make his child's life as normal as possible, even with all odds against him. Scorpius appreciated that. He knew his father had to be ridiculed at work as well, but he didn't let it affect him, just like Scorpius.

Scorpius mourned for his mother, even though he never knew her. His father would have been far happier with her in his life. The canard would have been worse than ever, but that wasn't a matter of concern. Much.

He made his first friend on the Hogwarts Express, an experience that his father told would be enchanting beyond magic, and it had been so. It felt wonderful to be accepted and welcomed by someone and Scorpius strived to do the same for Albus. His father hadn't been pleased with his choice in friends, but he could see how much Albus meant to Scorpius and let the matter slide.

He had fascinating experiences with Albus, and through all the ups and downs, the joy and despair, was glad to have a companion. Soon, they were joined by Rose, and just like the Golden Trio, they were happy with each other. Scorpius thought it was the best feeling in the universe to have friends like these.

He was elated when he made it onto the Quidditch team as a chaser, along with Albus as the seeker. Even Rose had been chosen as the keeper for the Gryffindor team, along with reserve seeker.

In fifth year, there had been the whole fiasco about a false alarm indicating he had cheated, which they later found out had been rigged by someone who disapproved of his presence in the school. One of the sons of Romilda Brocklehurst née Vane, but Harry Potter, Albus' father had cleared it all up with his Auror team, and Scorpius had again felt that estatic joy of being someone who others found worth defending.

His later years at Hogwarts had gone without a hitch, and he had settled down with Albus and Rose, sharing the same appartment, and not caring in the least about people who didn't accept him due his 'heredity'. Because he had people who cared about him and not his so called lineage.

He was already accepted by the people who mattered to him. And that was all that mattered.

Word count : 593.

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