Chapter 1- Muggleborns and Trolleys

Scorpius Lucius Malfoy did not like to be touched. Not even by his own parents.

But nobody had told them that, because Pansy Parkinson, Scorpius' mum, was tousling his hair and cooing about how her little boy was so grown up now and going to Hogwarts just like mummy and daddy, and Draco, Scorpius' father, was gripping his shoulders so tightly Scorpius thought he might burst.

"Oh, my little Scorpy, all grown up and off to Hogwarts. You will write, won't you, son?"

Scorpius squirmed. "Yes, of course. Geroff!" Draco frowned at his son. "Well, goodbye then. Don't talk to any Mudbloods, ha ha. . . As if a son of mine would talk to Mudbloods!" Scorpius sighed. "I'm going to miss the train! Bye, Mum, bye Dad. . ."

He suddenly heard a voice, loud and clear, ringing across the platform. "Little Scorpius. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains." Scorpius recognized that voice. It was Ron Weasley's. He closed his eyes and counted to ten. When he opened them, the train was whistling.

Scorpius wriggled free of his mother and sprinted towards the Hogwarts Express. He leapt aboard and shuffled down the corridors, trying to find a compartment.

Scorpius reached the very last compartment without finding anywhere to sit. Nobody wanted him in their compartment. He peeked into the small room and saw a girl sitting there, with waist-length reddish hair. She appeared to be alone, and his age too. He pushed open the door.

"Excuse me," he managed. "Everywhere else is full. Mind if I sit here?"

The girl turned to face him. Her eyes were shockingly purple. Scorpius braced himself, knowing she would probably say no, she didn't want a Malfoy in her compartment. What he didn't expect was for her to smile. "No, not at all! I'm Violet, by the way. What's your name?"

Scorpius stared at her for a few seconds, before shaking himself out of the reverie. He sat down across from her. "Scorpius. Scorpius Malfoy. Um, I'll leave if you want me to." Violet looked confused. "Why would I want you to leave?" Scorpius grimaced. "Surely you know about my parents. I'm a Malfoy."

Violet shook her head. "I'm muggleborn. I don't know anything about the wizarding world. . .do you care that I'm a muggleborn?" she added with a touch of worry in her voice. Scorpius, amazingly, found himself shaking his head. "No. My parents, do though. Everyone knows they're evil, and I'm supposedly evil as well."

Violet smiled. "Are you evil?"

Scorpius considered this for a moment. "No, I guess not.

Violet grinned. "Then I don't see what the problem is. You aren't your dad, and people shouldn't judge you like you are."

Scorpius smiled. "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks, Violet."

"No need to thank me," she said smoothly. "I haven't had a friend in ages."

He blinked. "We're friends?"

She shrugged. "If you want to be."

Scorpius had never really had a friend before, but he liked the sound of it. "Yeah. That sounds good. So we're friends?"

"Yeah. I'm starved, aren't you? It's been a while since we left the platform."

Scorpius grinned. "There's a trolley that comes round, and it has all sorts of wizarding candies. You'll love them."

Violet looked excited, but suddenly her smile faded. "I haven't got any wizard money. I expect the trolley won't take Muggle notes."

Scorpius grinned. "I do. I'll get us some treats."

Violet looked excited again. "You'll share with me? Thanks, Scorpius!"

Scorpius winked. "What are friends for?

A/N

This is my first fanfic, chapter one. I hope you like it. Please review, although I have a few restrictions for reviews

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-TheWeirdestMuse