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Denying The Truth

Chapter 1

I walk into Transfiguration and plopped down in my usual seat at the front. I was up all night doing my assignments for all my subjects. As per usual, I have already finished all my assignments, even the ones due next week. The thing is, although I'm not as uptight as my mother, I definitely have her gift of making bad first impressions, so I don't have many friends to be with after class. Not that I don't like the work. I do. It occupies my time, and takes my mind off whatever was bothering me at the moment.

Despite my inherited abnormality with first impressions, the blonde that stumbled into the compartment that Albus and I occupied was too out-going to be bothered by my bad impression. In fact, he seemed to take to us immediately, especially Albus.

Although I initially had doubts about him, considering what Dad had said to me at King's Cross, I took to him soon enough, as does everyone he meets. Albus, of course, being similar to him, immediately made many friends and became very popular with the female population in our house, as well as the other houses as well. However, I didn't have that sort of luck with people.

James had even teased me about having a disorder called Autism. I looked it up, and it describes a person who is socially awkward and impaired. Okay, it doesn't really say that exactly, but more or less. But I didn't find this very funny at all, and I told James about the book I found on Autism, and how it describes how much it affects one's life. James just looked at me like I was crazy, and then turned back to discuss with Fred about their latest prank.

So, even though I am not very good at first impressions, the happy blonde still took a liking to me. He had just opened the door to our compartment, when the train lurched, and he stumbled into the small space. He had straightened his robes, looked up at the six curious faces, and said brightly,

"Hello, I'm Scorpius Malfoy. And I know who you all are."

And promptly made himself at home between Fred and Roxanne.

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