Hugo ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He rocks my socks.
All ways and forever.
I think he's really cute too.
Being a dark and dangerous Slytherin. Lol well
Enjoy:)
No one but me knows how much I wanted to do it. Father Malfoy taught me how, just a few simple words and he'd be dead. But then I have to think, he is my cousin after all. Even if I hate his guts. Instead I put my wand away and walked up my stairs.
I could have done it. Father Malfoy said he could get me off is I did magic outside school. He was at the top of the food chain at the Ministry. So was Grandfather Malfoy, but I'm too good of a person. Plus Scorpius never taught me how to curse without feeling, I'll have to ask him to teach me that. Little did I know that time would come faster then I thought.
" Hey Hugo!" That voice was familiar, Scorpius? I turned around to see Scorpius Malfoy standing outside my bedroom door.
"Scorpius!" I said excitedly. Scorpius smiled, we hugged liked brothers.
"Been having an awful time?" He asked me, smirking.
"Definitely, I was waiting for you to write so I could get out of here." I told him]
"That explains why all your stuff in packed in your room." he said knowlagbly.
"How were you-"
"My fathers waiting outside on our brooms, we flew here to get you, he's loading your stuff on his broom at this moment." Scorpius explained to me. I had two broomsticks, one old cheap one my father gave me when I was a child. And a Firebolt 2000, one of the newest and fastest broom ever. Mother Malfoy bought me and Scorpius one when we were in Diagon Alley last year. I keep that at the Malfoy Manor, father said if I bring anything from there he'll snap it in half. Fat load, all he can snap into is a Slim Jim.
"Are you okay? You look more miffed then ever." Scorpius asked. I looked at my feet. I knew he would be mad at me for not standing u for myself.
"I had a fight with James at the table tonight. I told him off though. But when I left Albus said something like 'he's a nut bag.' I was going to curse him, but I didn't." I told him. He looked completely outraged.
"What have I told you! Don't let those filthy Gryffindors push you around! They are below us, they always will be! Come on!" He said before grabbing me by my collar and dragging me downstairs. He was like the big brother, he was the big brother. Born two weeks before me on August 1st.
"No- Scorpius- No one knows your here!" I gasped trying to stop him from going downstairs, and from chocking me.
"Then I'll make an entrance" He spat.
He kept to his word, and we were at the foot of the stairs before he let me go. We could see clearly into the kitchen, it was at the foot of the stairs. And after the kitchen was the dining room, where everyone was.
"Now from here shoot the Body Bind curse at him." Scorpius ordered. My hand shook as I took out my wand. I decided to get it over with, then Scorpius wouldn't get mad at me. I whispered the curse into my wand. A jet of violet shot out of it, hitting Albus straight in the head. He became rigid and fell over, everyone's eyes turned to the kitchen, where the light had come from. After everyone got a good look at us I yelled to Scorpius "RUN!" And we sprinted up to my room. We could hear a lot of feet after us, and we could see the entire family behind us. We laughed and shouted to each other 'til we reached my room. We jumped out the window and onto our brooms, and sped off with Daddy Malfoy.
We laughed for what seemed like forever, and when we told Daddy Malfoy what happened he was so proud he took us for ice cream before we went home.
Home. My home, the Malfoy Manor. It was the only place that ever felt like home to me. A place where everyone liked me, and everyone talked to me. Scorpius motioned for me to follow him, and like a lost puppy, I did.
I really don't understand why I do, he has that type of control over people. People like my sister. Oh yeah, my sister, she's the main one who talks people out of talking to me. She's so perfect, and clean, and the role Weasley.
To me, she's a a round about slut, who is like many of the girls James dates, easy.
Watch when she becomes pregnant, then I'll be the model Weasley.
Or the baby will, oh well, I'll be the model Malfoy
Anyway, so Scorpius is my best friend, he has this power around the school. And as long as I hang out with him, no one, sometimes, ever bothers me. Except for maybe James, Al, Rose, Loise, Everyone one of James' girlfriends, the house elves, All other three houses, some teachers, and that giant squid. But other then that, I'm not very well picked on.
"Oh dear! Why didn't anyone tell me you were here, I must make more food for dinner." Scorpius' mum rushed back into the kitchen.
"Loony, that one is." Scorpius joked, "Come on, my father bought us new brooms, we should go try them out." He talked about being rich as though he were talking about the weather. It never bothered him that sometimes I would come over all ragged. He doesn't like my family much either.
His father likes me a lot though, every time I walk by, he smirks. I think he likes me, is that like? Oh well, he's the only grown man who at least smirks at me.
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Draco Malfoy walked with a strut around the ministry of magic. Everyone knew him to be "Top Dog" always getting promotions and bossing people around. But people loved doing what he said, for the fact that he was so handsome.
"Weasley. Potter" He said professionally to the two men that had just walked by him.
"Where is my son!" Ron immediately turned on him. Draco put on a confused face.
"Oh, now he is your son? Really, I thought he was garbage to you." He said neatly. Ron went pink around his ears. Draco went on. "You seemed to have shunned him around you family, you too Potter. His name is dirt to you now that he is a Slytherin? That's why he has to sneak off to my house to be loved?"
"He doesn't like you." Ron mumbled sinisterly.
"Why I am shocked!" Draco faked a shocked face. "Seeing as he calls me, what was it again, oh yes, Daddy Malfoy. For I am the ne who takes care of him, along with my son." Ron's face froze at the sound of, Daddy Malfoy, no Weasley would even make due with a friend like the Malfoys.
"Come on Ron." Harry said, turning him away. But Draco wasn't quite finished yet.
"I hate that red color of his! What about blond?" He had finally touched a nerve.
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Sorry this was so short
I'm writing a new story and can't think of a title.
Oh well
Hoped you liked it anyway:)
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