Ok, this is the first chapter! Yay! This fic is for the Anonymous Correspondent Challenge by xxGrimxLullaby. Being the first chapter this has some introdution that is not told through letters, but from here on most of the chapters will consist of only letters. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. :(

A/N: I want to give a big thanks to psycho-pink-fearie for betaing this!

Scorpius entered his apartment and slammed the door behind him, fuming.

"I hate her!" he shouted to the empty room. He stood there for a few seconds, as if waiting for the room to respond. When it didn't he stormed into his bedroom. There was a small wooden chest on the floor that he had moved from under the bed earlier while looking for his shoes. He aimed a kick at it, then cursed as pain seared through his big toe.

After a few minutes the pain and throbbing had subsided, and his anger had disappeared with it. Thinking back to what had caused his anger his heart sank.

He had been over at Rose's house, and they were just hanging out. At one point they started debating whether green or red was a better color. That simple debate had led to a full-scale argument and Scorpius had stormed out of the house and disapparated.

What was happening? They used to get along so well and now they couldn't last a day without arguing. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Looking up, his eye fell on the wooden chest. It had been knocked open by the impact from his toe and it was filled to overflowing with parchment.

Curious, Scorpius knelt down and picked up a sheaf that had fallen on the floor.

Dear Silver Dragon Junior,

I wish I knew who you were. I have asked everyone I can think of, …

Scorpius stopped reading, shocked. He stared at the first line again. Dear Silver Dragon Junior… It was as if he had just opened up a box of memories that had been lost for years. He remembered sitting on the Hogwarts ground, writing to his best friend, who was a complete stranger back then. He hadn't thought about these letters for years.

Excited, his hands dove back into the chest and pulled out letter after letter, searching for a specific one. Finding it, he walked over to the bed, sat down, and started reading. As he read all the memories that he hadn't thought about in years came drifting back to him. He felt himself sinking in them, reliving the past through the words on the page, going back to his first week at Hogwarts…

Dear Golden Secret,

My name is Silver Dragon Junior, but you already know that, don't you. We've been having really nice weather lately, haven't we?

Okay, this is ridiculous. I can't believe McGonagall is making us write to an "anonymous classmate" I mean, what are we supposed to say? I don't even know if I'm writing to a boy or a girl. This assignment is cruel, how is she even going to know if we're writing to each other or not? And what does this have to do with transfiguration?

And what is with these stupid names. I feel like I'm in elementary school. Well, I guess I'll be hearing back from you soon.

Sincerely,

Silver Dragon Junior

Dear Silver Dragon Junior,

I know exactly what you mean. I don't think anyone is enjoying this assignment. I heard Lily Potter asking McGonagall what this "Stupid letter writing thing" was about. They argued about it for fifteen minutes until Lily stormed out of the classroom with two detentions and still no information on why we're writing these letters. I must say that having to write the letters isn't that bad. I mean, she could have given us homework that's much worse. The weirdest part for me is writing to a stranger. No offence, but you could be a creep for all I know.

Do you know what we're supposed to be discussing once we get tired of complaining about this stupid assignment? because I don't have a clue.

Sincerely,

Golden Secret

P. S. I don't know if this is giving too much away about myself, but I'm a girl. I don't see why it matters though.

Dear Golden Secret,

I guess it doesn't really matter whether you're a boy or a girl, it's would just be nice to know who I'm writing to. I'm a boy, in case you're interested. I just hope McGonagall doesn't ask to see the letters, or we'll be in trouble. All we've done so far is complain about the assignment.

It doesn't surprise me that Lily Potter was the one to get into an argument with McGonagall about this. I've heard people say that she inherited her mother's temper and the one time my dad mentioned the Potters, he warned me of Mrs. Potter's temper. I wonder if McGonagall knows that everyone hates this assignment?

As for the problem of what we'll write about, I asked around to see what everyone else is writing about and no one seems to know. The only person who was writing about something other than this ridiculous assignment was Thomas Belby, the boy who thinks he's so great because his great grandfather invented some potion. Anyway, he's discussing hot girls with his partner. Only, he doesn't know his partner has named herself The Girl in the Shadows and no one's bothered to point out to him that his partner is probably a girl.

By the way, do you know if the correspondence homework is only for our grade, or if she making the entire school do it?

Sincerely,

Silver Dragon Junior

P. S. This correspondence might not be as bad as I first thought.

Not the best ending, I know, but it had to stop somewhere. XD