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This is my first fan fiction that I decided to write, it moves on from Malfoy Manor don't worry, this chapter was kinda just to get me writing and you know, let the words flow. Enjoy! Oh yeah please review, nice reviews would make my day!

Chapter One- The secret room

Scorpius Malfoy was bored. He felt like he had done everything there was to do at Malfoy Manor, he had even finished all his summer homework, but still nothing he did kept him entertained. He'd only realised, after going to Hogwarts, how bored he actually was at home. His father discussed politics in the Wizarding World with his grandfather, and his mother was busy taking care of his baby sister, Ara. Scorpius was now starting to wonder if he really was a Malfoy. Whilst he had inherited his father's sleek blonde hair, grey eyes and pale pointed features, he didn't have the typical 'Malfoy Traits', which seemed to mainly include nastiness and a huge sense of self importance. Scorpius was always having a laugh with Rose and Al and he despised his father's view on things such as blood status. And just to top it all off as well, he was the first Malfoy in the history of the family to not have joined the Slytherin house. And if that wasn't enough, the house he had been sorted into was Gryffindor and in his Fathers opinion, Gryffindors were up amongst the things he despised most in the world!

All these thoughts trailed through Scorpius' head as he wandered through the cellars of the Manor, so he didn't quite realise where he was going. Suddenly Scorpius realised that he had come to a dead end, as the long corridor he had been wandering stopped. As he looked around he realised that he hadn't been down this end of the cellars before, and it appeared to be where the Malfoy's stored various antiques and tapestries. As he stepped back to examine the tapestry on the wall in next to him, he bumped into a stand that held a very old and very expensive looking vase.

To Scorpius' horror, the vase seemed to fall in slow motion towards the floor. Before he could do anything, the vase shattered into a hundred little pieces which then skidded across the floor, through the cracks in the floorboards and under various tapestries. He was just about to summon Okey the house elf to help him put all the pieces back together, when something glistened in the corner of his eye. Kneeling down on the floor he saw what looked like the end of a silver key sticking out from underneath the tapestry. Carefully he picked up the key examining it closely.

The key was quite large and the top had an elaborate M embossed on it, which was then surrounded by small emeralds and opals. There were small words engraved into the M, which Scorpius rubbed with his thumb, to see if he could read it better. Then without warning, the key began to grow hot in Scorpius' hand. It kept getting hotter and hotter, until finally Scorpius dropped the key, but instead of clattering to the ground like he expected, it flew off toward one of the tapestries, like someone had switched on one of those magnets Rose had shown him.

He chased after the key and saw that it had clung to a tapestry, with three men on it each holding something different in their hands. When he looked closer he saw that the key had landed on a picture of the key in the second man's hands. It had landed so that the real key was the opposite way round to the way the tapestry key was. Suddenly Scorpius had the sense that he was meant to do something to make the keys match up, so slowly, carefully, he twisted the key round.

Once Scorpius had done this, the key came loose in his hands.

"Well that was dramatic." He muttered sarcastically to himself. He was just about to leave when he became aware of a low rumbling sound, like two rocks rubbing together. Turning back toward the tapestry, his mouth dropped open in surprise. Where before there had been a solid stone wall, there now stood, nothing! Once he had come over the shock of discovering a secret passage in his house, he grinned to himself, Al would be so jealous of this! With only a glance over his shoulder he set off down the long dark corridor.

The passageway was made of a smooth, green coloured stone, and every time he passed a wooden torch in an elaborate metal bracket, it would flicker to life. When he finally reached the end of the corridor there was an old oak door, with thick black fastenings and a large crest, which he recognised as the Malfoy crest. Cautiously he pushed open the door to reveal what looked like a large study. Crestfallen, Scorpius was about to turn back when he noticed what covered all the walls. Reaching nearly all the way from the floor to the ceiling, were tall wooden bookcases, various shelves and large glass cabinets, all containing various interesting objects.

On one shelf there was on old withered hand which lay on a green velvet cushion and on another shelf a black metal box which was inlaid with rubies, amethysts and diamonds and rattled rather ominously every so often. On various bookshelves there were old photo albums which contained pictures of his ancestors and more recent ones which showed his father at school, who was often with two large and rather stupid looking boys. However when he reached the largest glass cabinet, which he expected to have the most expensive or dangerous thing in, he was confused when he found an old wooden box; which compared to the grandeur and expense of the other objects, looked rather odd in the room. The box looked untouched, as it was covered in a thick layer of dust. Curious, Scorpius lifted the box from the cabinet and carried it over to an old oak desk in the centre of the room. He removed the lid and inside, nestled in a fabric lining, laid an old golden necklace. The chain was very fine, so thin it was like a piece of thread, and hanging on the chain was a little golden sand timer.

Just as he was about to turn the sand timer, a loud shout echoed down the corridor, that made Scorpius freeze in his panic.

"SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DOWN HERE?!"

"Crap!" he whispered, he hadn't thought that his father would obviously know about the room. He should have known it was used regularly, judging by the recent newspapers and things lying around. In a panic Scorpius shoved the lid back on the box, and ran back to the cabinet, hastily pushing the box back inside. As he closed the cabinet door he realised that he hadn't put the sand timer necklace back in the box, dashing back to the desk, he shoved the necklace in his pocket, just as his father walked through the door.

"Scorpius, what do you think you are doing down here," his father demanded "Of all the places you are allowed to go in this house, I find you in the private Malfoy study!"

"I am a Malfoy though." Scorpius muttered under his breath.

"What was that?!"

"Nothing father, look, I'm really sorry! I found the key by accident and it just flew out of my hands and I was only curious and I wasn't looking in your stuff I swe…"

"Enough!" Malfoy said holding up his hand "I suppose I would have shown you this room sooner or later, but I was looking for you; this just arrived by owl." His father held up a folded piece of paper with Scorpius' name on and the faintest trace of paint stains on the corner.

"I have already read the letter and…"

"FATHER! That was my letter!" Scorpius cut in outraged.

"If you will listen to me Scorpius, I will finish my sentence," His father said coldly "I have already read the letter and as much as I disapprove of the whole thing, your mother has persuaded me to allow it. After all I have to go away for a few weeks on business and you mother has decided to accompany me, and she thinks you would prefer this to staying with your grandparents."

As he walked away, Scorpius opened the letter with curiosity.

Scorpius,
Guess what?! I asked Mum if you could stay with us for the last few weeks of the holidays and she said yes! I mean Dad was a bit odd about me and you when we first became friends because I don't think he and your Dad got on very well at school, but he's realised you're not like your Dad was at school, he said something about you maybe being the Sirius of the family? Originally you were going to come and stay at ours and Rose and Hugo were going to come and visit as well, but then Gran said that everyone can go and stay at The Burrow for the last few weeks! So you'll get to meet all my cousins and stay with us! Write back as soon as possible, because I need to let Gran know so she can get rooms sorted and everything! If you can come we'll come and pick you up at about 11am on Wednesday?
Albus

P.S Sorry about the paint stains, Lily and James just had a paint fight and it went all over Mums new table. Mum went mental!
P.S (again) Lily and James say hi

As Scorpius looked up from the letter, he began to grin. Spend 2 weeks with the Weasley family? He couldn't think of anything better! As he dashed upstairs to reply to his friend and to pack, he wondered what Al would think of his discovery at Malfoy Manor. Little did he know that was only a small adventure compared to what was coming their way.