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History
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Scorpius stood looking out of the window upstairs. It was a cold winters evening and the front garden was frost bitten. It was dark already but he could make out the shapes of five hooded figures storming up to the front door of his home. Suddenly there was a deafening crash of a door being ripped from its hinges. Scorpius froze in fear, listening as he faintly heard frantic yells of his mother and the voice of his father pleading. Scorpius was straining to hear what was going on below but he managed to pick up some of the conversation, "We need you Draco, and you've always been one of us. On our side, like before," one smooth voice said persuasively.
"Not this time, it's impossible. Not even the darkest wizard of all time could achieve it," he heard his father say weakly.
"You haven't heard our plan, Draco. And I don't think you really have a choice about the matter," the man paused, "Where is Scorpius?" He demanded in his rough voice.
"Back at Hogwarts again," Albus grinned as he and Rose toke a seat on train.
"It's our sixth year! Blimey, it's all gone so fast," Rose exclaimed, waving to her parents.
"Tell me about it. Hey, where is Scorpius?" asked Albus, looking around for their best friend.
"I haven't seen him or his parents. Weird, He's usually always early," Rose added.
The train began to move on its way to Hogwarts when Lysander and Lorcan joined their cabin. "Hello," the twins said in unison, Lysander sitting by Rose and Lorcan beside Albus.
"Hey guys, good to see you again," Albus said with a smile, "enjoyed your holidays?"
"It was good, apart from all the Nargles around, I forgot to wear my necklace that keeps them away," Lysander said dreamily. Albus smirked at Rose as she stifled a giggle whilst Lorcan stayed quiet as usual. Lysander was just like Luna personality wise whereas Lorcan was always the shy one, though Lorcan was never timid when it came to being the Ravenclaw's seeker. He really tested Albus when they fought against each other to claim the Snitch though Albus managed to win for Gryffindor.
"Hey, any of you seen Scorpius around?" Rose asked, her ears turning a bright red colour.
"When Lorcan and I were handing out the Quibbler we didn't see him in any cabin," Lysander murmured.
"I can't wait to get back onto the Quidditch field! If only Scorpius was here to practice with," Albus muttered as he and Rose headed into the Great Hall. Rose nodded as she sat down on the Ravenclaw table, and Albus on the Gryffindor, and listened as the first years got sorted. She cheered, clapped and had not failed to notice the absence of her good friend.
Just as Headmaster Opal Cross was about to make a speech the doors of the great hall burst open. They revealed a blond haired boy that Rose immediately recognised. Scorpius. Everyone gasped in unison as they saw how he looked. His uniform was hanging off him and he had bags under his eyes. His skin had a sickly green tint to it and he looked thinner than usual. Scorpius looked as though he hadn't eaten in a while. He ignored the shock of the great hall as he sat beside Albus on the Gryffindor table.
Rose made herself look away but she couldn't fight the memory of when he first got sorted. When a Malfoy got sorted into Gryffindor there wasn't anyone cheering. It was a shocked silence. Scorpius had a tendency to surprise people who had set their standards low for just another Malfoy.
Rose couldn't help but wonder what on earth had happened to Scorpius. She then made it her duty to find out. Little did she know that it was not a smart idea to nose into the private business of a Malfoy.