Scorpius sighed looking out the window of Hogwarts Express onto Platform 9 ¾ at her father. Malfoy Sr. was standing on the platform, looking at the train as he did last year, wondering if his daughter would return to her given name or continue with the charade of being a male student as she had last year. Just as the blonde twelve-year old was about to slip into her inner-most thoughts, the compartment door slid open.
"Oh, hey, um… Do you mind? My idiot brothers won't let me sit with them." A tiny first year girl stood in the doorway. She had long, dark, curly hair that framed her overly freckled face, which was set with a pair of bright hazel eyes shielded by a pair of square-framed glasses. Scorpius stared at her, hardly daring to blink. The girl raised an eyebrow and cocked her head.
"Hellooo?" That's when the blonde snapped out of her daze and cleared her throat to ensure she sounded like the boy she wanted to be. "Oh, uh, sure." The girl grinned, sliding the door shut and bouncing into the opposite seat.
"Thanks! Hey, you're that Malfoy kid aren't you?" Scorpius blinked at the girl, she looked so damn tiny. She nodded, sinking back into her seat. "Scorpius Malfoy." She murmured, not really sure why she was introducing herself to this perky little first-year.
"I'm Lily, Lily Potter. My brother Albus is in your house and year. What's Slytherin like? He won't tell me anything. James won't tell me anything about Gryffindor either. But I kinda wanna know about the houses before I get sorted so I know what I'm getting into and I'm not that close to cousin Rose." The blonde stared as Lily just talked and talked and talked. It wasn't like she was just gabbing, she was making valid points about how her brothers should tell and prepare her for her Hogwarts experience and how she wasn't sure how she'd make friends since she'd only ever been around family all her life thus far.
Finally Scorpius had to speak. "Shut up." Lily looked startled, gazing at the older student. The blonde moved forward, leaning on her knees and gazing at the first-year with very dark grey eyes. "I wouldn't worry too much about the Houses. The Sorting Hat explains everything you really need to know about them at the beginning. And you're a very, very open person. You aren't going to have any problems making friends with that happy-go-lucky, perky attitude."
Lily stared at Scorpius before her eyes slid to the floor and bit her lip. The blonde felt a blush heat up her face as she looked back up through her lashes, over her glasses. The short first-year was twisting her feet together nervously.
"Would…would you be my friend?"