Third Times the Harm

Summary- I had only spoken two times in my life. And both of those times I spoke to beg for death. But the third time I spoke, I begged for life. His- I begged for his life. And now he won't shut up about it. SM/ASP, Child Abuse, Mute!Scorpius in the beginning

Okay, the real bad stuff won't come for a while, for now it's just simple mute Scorpius. But have no fear, it will come. And when it does I may need to bump the rating, but that's for later.

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First Year, First Hopes Pt 1

"Mr. Malfoy"

I could feel the class looking at me. As they always did when a professor called upon me to speak in class. And as usual the giggling started. And then the whispers.

But I didn't care.

"Mr. Malfoy will you please transfigure your cup into a toothbrush?"

I looked at Professor Boot and said nothing.

"Again Mr. Malfoy?" He asked.

Still I said nothing.

"Mr. Malfoy if you don't at least attempt the transfiguration, I'll have to give you detention."

I could feel the class staring at me waiting to see if this would finally be the day that Scorpius Malfoy spoke in class. But it wasn't.

Besides, he'd just have to line his detention up behind the others. It was no secret that I refused to speak in any of my classes. I mean how could it be? Professors talk to each other regularly. You could see them at the staff table during meals and in hallways. Probably late at night too, but who wants to think about that?

But I'm getting off the subject. If you couldn't currently tell, I'm in first year Transfiguration- a class that requires verbal participation. And since I don't speak, I am currently failing the class.

Miserably I might add.

"Detention Mr. Malfoy." Professor Boot says with a sigh.

I shake my head at him.

"You disagree?" He asks.

I shake my head again.

"If you spoke this could go a lot easier." He says.

I do nothing. I say nothing.

And it's then, that the pain known as Markell Flint says-

"He's already gotten detention from Professor Flitwick, Professor Boot."

He makes what I can only be assumed to be an ugly face at me, but it's hard to tell as he's quite ugly all ready.

"Is that right? Well I'll find out from Professor Flitwick when yours is done with him and I'll send word on yours with me, Mr. Malfoy."

I nod to show I understand and the lesson continues.

So back to my classes. Transfiguration? Failing.

And if you hadn't guessed yet, I'm also failing Charms.

But it's not all bad. I mean there's History of Magic with Professor Binns. It's the most boring class ever, but I'm quite aware I can't be choosey.

And there's Astronomy with Professor Sinistra. She asks me a question every now and then, but after a while she started making sure all the questions could be answered with a simple point of my finger, or a nod of my head. So I'm doing pretty well there too.

And then there's Herbology with Professor Longbottom. He tries to get me to talk in class every now and then, but he doesn't get mad when I don't answer. He even pulled me aside to tell me he didn't mean to embarrass me, but it wouldn't be right to everyone else if he never called on me. But he also admitted that as long as my actual work stayed good, my overall grade would probably still average out. And I have the cuts and scratches too show that my actual work is really quite good. So I should get an okay grade there.

Now most importantly, there's Potions with Professor Bleek. He never calls on a student whose hand isn't raised. And even if you get it wrong he doesn't make you feel bad about it. He says he can't have people afraid to ask him anything when there are potentially dangerous things brewing. He says some people don't need to talk, they let there work speak for themselves.

If you haven't guessed by now, he's obviously my favorite Professor. And Potions is my best class.

All too soon the bell rings and I'm headed out the door to our next and last class of the day- Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Now I know you must be thinking that I'm obviously failing this course. But to be honest, I think I'm just passing.

And I do mean just.

There's not much they show first years in this class. It's mostly a lot of reading, and theories, with Professor Harmony. But when we do get to do practical stuff she says it's terribly important.

Now Professor Harmony is a cross between Professor Longbottom, and Professor Bleek. She's also told me that she can't just 'not' pick me, because it wouldn't be fair. But she also said if I can find a way to defend myself, then she won't have any choice but to pass me, will she?

In other words she told me to be resourceful because really that helps just as much as anything else.

So I'm also just passing D.A.D.A.

We have DADA with the Gryffindors. I, of course upheld the strong family tradition of being in Slytherin, and therefore I'm supposed to hate them. But I asked myself a long time ago, 'why should I hate them, when they don't bother me?' There are people in my house who bother me way more- like Markell Flint. Ah, speak of the devil…

"Hey Malfoy, at least you didn't lose us any points today."

I look up as I approach the cue of students waiting outside the DADA door. I just ignore him and lean on the blank spans of wall that separates the Slytherins and Gryffindors as we wait for Professor Harmony to open the door.

"What's the matter, too good to stand with your own house?" Markell barks.

I roll my eyes at him- which always seems to piss him off.

"Fine, be a loser by yourself. Maybe the Gryffindorks will take pity on you." He says to a round of laughter from the rest of my house mates.

Well not all my year mates. David Avery is the closest thing I have to a friend, but he's unsure of himself and what he wants to be. I know you think I'm laying it on thick considering I'm only 11, but I'm not talking about humongous issues. I just mean he doesn't know yet if he'd rather be popular or just be a friend. Those things are important to an 11 year old. If I could choose, I'd pick popular over me any day. So I don't blame him too much. But the fact that he can't choose, makes him do a poor job at both. So he's the least popular of the popular kids.

"Why don't you shut up Flint?"

I look to see that annoying Weasley girl standing in front of the other Gryffindors.

"Shut up Weasel." Markell retorts.

That's almost clever for him.

"Make me Bint" She replies easily.

"Cunt" Markell hisses.

"Watch how you talk to my cousin Flint"

That would be Potter; one doesn't go far without the other.

"I'll talk to anyone how I feel Potty" Markell snaps.

"Well you won't be able to talk after I make you belch slugs, how do you feel about that?" Potter yells.

"Enough"

We all turn to see Professor Harmony standing in her doorway. She always manages to catch us off guard. Everyone is quiet.

"Well, get inside. Save all that energy for the practical we'll be having today."

At this, everyone hurries inside- except me. Professor Harmony gives me a small smile as I walk in last. When I finally reach my table- which has been pushed back against the wall; I put my stuff down and join the rest of the class as they stand about ten feet from the teacher's desk eagerly awaiting instruction.

Professor Harmony walks back and forth in front of us before she stops and speaks-

"Today we will finally test the Disarming spell. Does-"

Before she can finish Weasley has her hand up shaking it eagerly.

"Yes Rose"

That's another thing about Professor Harmony, calls everyone by their first names.

"It's called Expelliarmus. If used effectively it will cause your opponents wand to fly out of their hand."

"Right. Now I'll do a quick demonstration, who'd like to be my opponent?"

A dozen hands went in the air. None of which were mine until Flint started ruffling my hair, and I raised my arm to move his.

"Scorpius, how wonderful of you to volunteer."

I actually had to look at my arm, which admittedly wasn't that high, but if she was looking- which she had been; it would probably appear that I had been purposely raising it.

Resigned with no choice but to be her test dummy, I made my way to the front of the classroom.

"Okay, wand out Scorpius"

I reluctantly reached in my robes and pulled out my wand.

"Might as well give that back to Ollivander." Markell joked in the background.

"Might as well make it five point from Slytherin Markell" Professor Harmony quipped.

I couldn't help but smile at that, even though it was a loss in my own house's points. I could even swear that Professor Harmony winked at me on the sly.

"Good, now pretend as if you're going to cast a spell at me."

I looked at Flint, I could tell he wanted to say something, but he held it in as I lifted my wand up and pointed it at her.

"Good. Now this won't hurt, but your hand will feel a bit funny. Expelliarmus."

And sure enough a peculiar feeling laced my fingertips before my wand flew out of my hand. The class clapped.

"Thank you. But it's really quite easy when your opponent isn't actually trying to do you harm. Albus think you can grab Scorpius's wand and give it to him please?"

A moment later my wand is being handed back to me by Albus Potter with a peculiar look on his face. I ignore it.

"Okay one more demonstration, and take a good look at the wand movement everyone, Expelliarmus."

And again my wand flys away.

"Five points to Slytherin for your help Scorpius. And Al if you could please gather his wand as it's by your foot again. Now into pairs for everyone."

She starts pairing people up as Potter hands me my wand again.

I try to take it from him but he moves it just as I reach.

"You know people usually say thank you after they get something."

I'm actually startled at first because he's spoken to me, but when I catch myself I just nod.

"Does the nod mean you agree?"

I nod again.

"Then what are you waiting for then?"

I give him a curious look as to what he means.

"If you agree then say thank you."

At this I give him an 'as if' look, and swipe my wand from his hand before he can say anything else.

"Of all the… you're quick Malfoy. Good hands."

I'm not sure whether to nod or not, but I do so anyways.

"And I guess you two will be partners then."

We both look to see Professor Harmony standing just to our left. Everyone else is in fact already paired up, and has even started casting.

"Go on then."

And we start to distance ourselves a bit and I put my wand up.

"Wait, do you wanna act like it's a real duel, and just see who can get who first or do you wanna take turns?"

I'm still trying to figure out whether he's trying to bate me into speaking or he's just plain ignorant that I have no plans to say a word, when he speaks again-

"Turns it is then. I'll go first."

And he pulls his wand out and sets himself.

"Ready?"

This kid switches moods way too quick. But I put my wand out and nod none the less.

"Ok, Expelliarmus"

I almost feel the sensation but it's sort of light compared to Professor Harmony's, and my wand makes a slight twitch, but remains in my hand.

"Guess I better try again."

He tries three more times before it finally flys out.

"Finally" He states.

I nod in agreement before bending to get my wand off the floor.

"You wanna try now?" He asks.

Again I look at him to judge his face.

"What?" He asks simply.

I only shake my head at him, and roll my eyes.

"Take a turn Malfoy; it won't kill you to use actual magic you know?"

Wanna bet?

I just shake my head again and turn to walk back into my spot so he can keep going.

"I don't mean you have to speak" He says.

I turn around and look at him quizzically.

"Have you ever tried to use non verbal magic?"

Is he nuts? My look must have said as much, because he immediately says-

"I'm not nuts. You should try it."

Doesn't he know that's for 6th years and higher?"

"My aunt Hermione says it's for later when we're older, but Rose asked her a question and she honestly didn't know the answer, do you want to know what she asked her?"

I'm about to nod, when the class bell rings.

"Class dismissed." Professor Harmony yells.

And before I know it, Albus Potter is engulfed in a group of Gryffindors- led by his cousin and is out of the door.

I go to grab my stuff and see that David is waiting for me.

"Scorpius"

I look to see Professor Harmony standing by her desk.

"I don't know what your schedule is like, but I have some free time on Fridays, if you want you can come by here, and I'll see if I can't find a way for you to defend yourself better without talking. I caught some of Markell's words to you, and I'm sure that at some point he won't be afraid to try and use his wand on you because he thinks you'll be defenseless, and we can't have that, can we?"

I'm a bit shocked at her words. And I look over towards David to see that he seems shocked too.

"So, how about it?" she asks.

I nod.

"Good," she says quite happily and then looks at David, "David, you're more than welcome to come too. This way Scorpius won't be alone. He'll have another Slytherin around."

David nods too.

But wait, who else will be around? I give her a curious look. She smiles.

"Sorry, it won't just be us three. I have a couple of other first years from the other houses that come too. But you two would be the first Slytherins. I can explain it better on Friday, because right now I have a staff meeting before dinner. Just be there and don't worry, ok?"

I nod slowly.

"Good, then I'll see you then. Just after dinner at 7:30. Don't be late."

And then she's shooing us out, and closing her door.

I look at David.

"You ok?" He asks.

I just shrug my shoulders.

"Yeah… me too."

And we head off to the common room.

A/N- I wanted to do first year all in one part, but it would've been 21 pages of words, way too much for a first chapter, lol. So I'll get the second part up ASAP.

If anyone has me on author alert and realizes that I'm attempting two stories at once, have no fears, it's under control. This story is about 75 percent done, a good 100 pages already typed and set. So expect frequent updates on this as well.

This is my first Multi chaptered Next Gen Fic, and hints, tips, and other words will all be helpful. Flames will keep me warm and roast the marshmallows in my fridge. Later Days :)