Scorpius swam out of the lake, drenched but pleased, not noticing the difference from the hogwarts he knew. He looked around, and shouted "Wooooo - Hooooooo! Albus! We did it!"
All was quiet except for his voice echoing around. He then looked around for Albus Potter, but could not find him anywhere. He dipped down into the water, looked around, and found nothing. He resurfaced, out of breath and more worried than ever. "Albus?", He shouted, hoping for a response. Silence.
"Scorpius Malfoy. Get out of that lake. Get out of that lake, immediately."
Scorpius looked up to find a toad-like woman dressed full in pink, topped with a pink bow. "Miss. I need help. Please Miss." The woman looked down at Scorpius with a confused, yet angry face
"Miss? I'm Professor Umbridge, the headmistress of your school, I'm no Miss"
"You're the headmistress? But I-"
"I am the Headmistress and however important your family may be - it doesn't give you an excuse to dilly-dally, to mess about."
Scorpius was now getting more desperate, looking around, barely hearing what Professor Umbridge had to say. "There's a boy in this lake." He cried, thinking that if she was the Headmaster, she could help.
"You need to get help. I'm looking for my friend, Miss. Professor. Headmistress. One of Hogwarts's students, Miss. I'm looking for Albus Potter."
She looked at him, looking angry and worried. "Potter? Albus Potter? There's no such student. In fact, There hasn't been a Potter at Hogwarts for years - and that boy didn't turn out so well. Not so much rest in peace, Harry Potter, more rest in perpetual despair. Total troublemaker."
Scorpius looked up at her with a tear sliding down his face. "Harry Potter's dead?" He felt a sudden sense of despair. Whether it was because of the Dementors that had glided in unnoticed, or because of everything he had just found out, he did not know, nor did he care.
Professor Umbridge didn't notice anything, and continued, looking slightly annoyed, slightly concerned and slightly disgusted.
"Have you swallowed something in there? Become a Mudblood without any of us noticing? Harry Potter died over twenty years ago as part of the failed coup on the school - he was one of those Dumbledore terrorists we bravely overthrew at the battle of hogwarts. Now come along - I don't know what you're playing at, but you're upsetting the dementors and entirely ruining Voldemort day."
Scorpius looked up at her with a dumbfounded look on his face. "Voldemort Day?"
The following few days in his his life were the strangest he ever had. From everything he could find out, Cedric Diggory got too embarrassed to continue competing in the tournament, and became a death eater.
He killed Neville Longbottom, who was supposed to kill Nagini. When the moment came, Harry did not manage to kill Voldemort, who came back stronger than ever and killed Harry. Scorpius didn't know what to do. He was too confused and disoriented to do anything, not even go back in time and reverse the mistakes they made.
Snape was still alive, everyone else was non-existent. Rose, Albus and so many more were gone because of a few minutes in the past.
One day, in the middle of double potions, Scorpius saw a potion that gave him a jolt. He accidentally spilled his armadillo bile and had to clean it all up.
A plan formed in his head, a genius one that he could not believe he hadn't thought of before. He would make a draught of living death, which he would then feed his headmaster, professor Umbridge, passing it off as a new form of felix felicis that he invented.
He would then take a legilimency amulet to find out the whereabouts of voldemort's last horcrux, nagini. He would kill it and tell Snape about his actions. Snape would surely help if voldemort was weaker than ever before. Scorpius's father had told him all how snape was actually working for dumbledore when he killed him. Snape should help, right?
The next morning during breakfast, an owl swooped down, carrying a package 10 times too big for it, and dropped the parcel down onto Scorpius's omelette, who opened it to find a huge set of ingredients.
"What have you got there?" asked Connolly, a fellow classmate, peeking into the box.
"Nothing, just ingredients for potions", replied scorpius, hastily covering it up.
Snape had overheard the very last word and walked over to see what they were talking about. Unnoticed by both of them, he made them jump by saying: "So, mister Malfoy. Nice conversation, I hope. Thinking about homework, are you, or is it something else?"
Scorpius, having heard about snape's skill in Legilimency, tried to close his mind and think about anything but his plan. Snape, noticing that Scorpius was closing his mind, narrowed his eyes and stalked off. Not yet, thought Scorpius as he packed up and went back up to his room.