Scorpius Malfoy strode into the great hall, his velvet black cape flung gracefully over his shoulder, flanked by several tall, formidable slytherins. His silver blond hair glinted in the light of the candles, and the rest of his posse had foreboding expressions on their faces, but his was one of mere interest. He gazed at the rest of the prefects, a mild interest showing in his face. He was a prefect. A silly title, but it made him feel powerful all the same. Power. It was an interesting, yet fluid concept. He glided over to where the rest of the slytherin prefects sat, and sat back in his seat, lounging, clearly at ease, waiting with the ravenclaws and hufflepuffs for the gryffindor prefects to arrive.

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Lily Potter stepped timidly into the great hall, glad that her brothers stood on either side of her, protecting her. It was comforting to know that a even though she was just a titchy fifth year, she would have these protective seventh and sixth year boys standing guard for her.

She was shunted sideways by Albus to sit down next to the hufflepuff prefects. She sat down, and hunched over immediately, so aware of how much larger everyone else was than her. Her own brothers were easily six or seven inches taller than her.

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McGonnagall stood up and cleared her throat, "Hello, prefects. I welcome you to the honor of protecting the school."

Scorpius didn't listen to the rest of her fluffy speech. He was too preoccupied in watching the small girl who had entered into the great hall with two of the school's most popular inhabitants, Albus Severus Potter, and James Potter. He himself, was best friends with Albus Severus, but Al had never really talked much about this timid girl sitting beside him. Scorpius stared at her profuse, but clean and even movements. They were captivating. Of course he knew who she was. From Teddy Lupin to Hugo Weasley, anyone who was associated with Harry Potter was someone worth knowing in Hogwarts. She was Lily Potter, Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley's youngest child, and his only daughter.

She was also his father's mortal enemy's daughter. But he couldn't help being caught up in the way she smiled at one of her brother's lame jokes, or the way she gestured a little too wildly with her hands when making a point.

She stood up suddenly, when McGonnagall had mentioned something about house elve labor.

"I think-" she started, "that we should dismiss the house elves instead of forcing them to do our work for us just because we're too lazy to do it for ourselves!" on this last word, her hand flew to the side, and smacked her brother James in the forehead, who fell backwards off his chair.

Scorpius smirked as he watched her apologize to her brother and help him up, apologizing over and over profusely. She was funny. She made him laugh.

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Scorpius ambled down the grounds with Al. Nobody in his house could ever understand why he hung out with someone in Gryffindor, but the truth was, house boundaries didn't matter to him. Albus was a great friend, and they always had a lot to talk about.

Scorpius sighed and plopped down cross-legged on the grass. Albus followed suit.

He looked up at Albus, "Hey, Al, did you ever wonder if you would find that perfect someone just by looking at her?"

Albus frowned, "You mean love at first sight? I don't know, it doesn't really make much sense to me. I mean, me and Zoe, we had to work at it."

Scorpius held up a hand before he could go on, "Please Al, spare me the detail with you and Zoe Chang. I didn't mean love at first sight. I mean, have you ever just looked at someone, just spent hours staring at her, and felt that she seems different, that she could be right for you? Have you ever been captivated like that?"

Albus nodded slowly, "As a matter of fact, I have. The first time I saw Stella Thomas in transfiguration, I was mesmerized. I spent every day during transfiguration watching her instead of doing my work. And then I asked her out and she said yes. We were so in love."

"Well what happened to her?"

Albus sighed deeply, "She moved, remember? Her mom took her to search for crumple-horned snorkacks, whatever the hell those are."

Scorpius chewed his lip, "Weren't you upset?"

"Extremely," Albus shrugged, "But I got over it, besides, now I have Zoe, whom I love very much."

Scorpius sighed and stretched out on the grass and faced the stars, "I think I've found that girl, and I don't think she'll be moving any time soon."

Albus grinned and leaned in closer, "Seriously? Who? Come on, mate, tell me!"

Scorpius sat up, his hair falling into his face, "You have to promise, Al, that you won't get mad."

"Why would I get mad."

Scorpius raised an eyebrow.

Albus rolled his eyes, "Fine. I promise. Now tell me."

Scorpius rubbed his head absentmindedly, "Okay, fine. It's...it's your sister."

Albus gaped, openmouthed, "WHAT?! My sister?! You have got to be kidding me!"

Scorpius backed away from him, his hands up, "Hey, mate, you promised you wouldn't get mad."

Albus clenched his teeth, "Yeah, that's because I didn't think you would be interested in having my little sister!"

Scorpius ran an impatient hand through his sleek hair, "Oh come on, Al. I'm not interested in having her. I think I might be in love with her!"

Albus raised a fist, "You don't know anything about her!"

Scorpius let out a sigh of frustration, "Yeah, I know, but I was hoping to rectify that if you gave me permission to ask her out."

Albus stared at him, his fist suspended in the air, and spluttered, "Wh-what-you-you've got to be joking!"

Scorpius shook his magnificent head, "I've never been more serious in my life."

Albus just stood there, shocked.

Scorpius ventured forward, "So? Al, you're my best friend, but I want her so bad. Will you give permission for me to go out with your sister?"

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Albus Severus wandered through the halls of Hogwarts, a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. Betrayal. It was like black, and gooey, and sticky and gross, sliding down through his organs, oozing everywhere. He couldn't get rid of it.

His best friend. His best friend! Nobody ever understood why Albus hung out with a Slytherin, and especially a Malfoy, they had been feuding for ages, but Albus never cared. Ever since that first day on the Hogwarts express.

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Past time: train for first year

Albus Severus sat shivering in a lonely compartment. His brother, James, had squirted him all over with water, and now he was soaked to the bone, and no one would perform a drying charm for him because nobody disagreed with James Potter. He was the most popular, the funniest, the handsomest, and surprisingly, the nicest (except to his brother) person in Hogwarts. How could they help one of his victims? Especially one of his stupid younger siblings.

Albus felt so alone. He heard explosions and laughter from the next compartment where his brother sat with his many friends. Albus had tried to sit there, but had been shunted sideways into the corridor and told not to come in.

Suddenly there was a sharp rapping on the glass door of the compartment. Albus turned to see a tall boy, tall for his age by the looks of it, with slick white blond hair, and a hesitant expression on his face standing outside the door.

The boy slid open the door, "Um, may - may I -" He gestured helplessly towards the seat across from Albus.

Albus nodded, "Oh, yeah, of course!"

The boy sat down, smiling and stuck out his hand, "I'm Scorpius, by the way. Scorpius Malfoy."

Albus jumped, and retracted his hand like Scorpius's was poisonous.

A hurt expression crept onto the other boy's face, "What is it?"

Albus chewed his lip, "Well, it's - it's just - I'm Albus Severus Potter."

Understanding dawned on Scorpius's face, but he kept his hand stuck out, "Just because our fathers hate each other doesn't mean that we can't be friends."

Albus smiled. Suddenly he wasn't so lonely anymore.

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Present time

Albus kicked the wall. Not a good idea. He hopped around, cradling his foot in both his hands, howling with pain. Fine. Scorpius was his best friend and not a bad guy. Albus sighed. Better him than...anyone else, really. But still! How could - how could his best friend ever go out with his little, baby sister?

Albus dashed up the stairs and through the doors to the great hall. He saw Scorpius sitting alone at the Slytherin table, a vacant expression on his face, doing homework.

"Scorpius! Oy! Scorpius!" Albus called, jogging towards him.

Scorpius turned a surprised expression on his face, "Hey - Al."

Albus sighed and sat down next to him, "I've been thinking, mate. I don't want you to go out with my sister."

"Well there's a surprise."

Albus rolled his eyes, "Sorry."

Scorpius sat up straighter, "Well, what is it? She won't like a slytherin like me?"

"No! Of course not!"

Scorpius pursed his lips, "Oh, so what is it? Am I - not - not good enough for her?"

Albus threw up his hands, "Yes! I don't know...maybe!"

"Why aren't I good enough for her?!" he shouted, spit actually flying from his mouth.

Albus sighed, "It's not just you, mate, I just...I don't think I'm ever going to think anyone's good enough for her. And besides, she doesn't like you."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows, "Oh, really? Because I already asked her out, and she said yes." with that, he turned on his heel, and stalked out of the room, his black cape flung over his shoulder.

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I hope you like it so far! Look for Chapter 2, I'll be updating soon! PLEASE review!