Chapter 2: A Long Day
Something is patting me on the head. Something is poking me. Something is trying to steal my covers. I open my eyes, and standing over me is Rose with a cheery smile on her face.
"Rise and shine, Scorpius! It's the first day of classes!" she tells me in a sing-song voice.
"Why the bloody hell are you in my dormitory? What time is it?" I ask her groaning.
"It's 6:30, come on, let's go to breakfast."
"Damn McGonagall for giving you my password. Breakfast doesn't even start until seven!" I whine.
"If we go early, we can eat together without everyone getting on our back about eating together. I've always hated that stupid unwritten rule that Slytherins and Gryffindors have to hate each other. Now get up, we're making up for lost time!" I throw back the covers and sit on the edge of my bed. I try to rub the sleep from my eyes and then look at Rose, who is still in my room.
"Aren't you going to leave so that I can change?" I ask her.
"Oh, right! I'll just wait in your common room." She tells me before skipping out of my room. I run to the bathroom and take a quick shower. Then I put on my uniform and robes as fast as I can because I know, for a fact, that Rose is a very impatient person. I brush my teeth and do not even bother to do anything with my hair. I enter my common room and find Rose levitating a quill around the room to keep herself entertained.
"Are you ready?" I ask her.
"Finally! Merlin you take a long time to get ready." She complains.
"It only took me 15 minutes!" I tell her.
"Yeah, well that's too long. Let's go, I'm starving!" She says grabbing my arm and literally dragging me down to the Great Hall. We reach the Great Hall at about seven in the morning. Breakfast ends at 8:45, right before classes start, and 99.9 percent of the Hogwarts population don't even wake up for another half an hour. I knew she had the right idea when she woke me up this early, but I didn't really feel like waking up at the crack of dawn.
We walk into the Hall and the only other people are a few Ravenclaws. They do not even notice us when we enter.
"So, where do we want to sit?" She asks. There is a pause in the conversation.
"I've always wanted to sit at your table." We say simultaneously. We both smile and laugh.
"Why don't we sit at the Slytherin table?" I ask her.
"Sounds good. Let's hurry up so I can eat!" I lead her to the Slytherin table and we both sit down. Rose immediately reaches for the food and begins to load different things on to her plate. I stare at her in shock.
"Bloody Hell! Are you really going to eat all of that?" I ask her. She smiles and swallows the bite of cereal that's in her mouth.
"I most definitely am. I get my appetite from my dad, It's pretty ridiculous how much I can eat. I play Quidditch just like my dad, ergo all the male friends. I can easily eat twice as much as my brother, and I'm pretty much a tomboy." She tells me. I laugh at her because it really is true; I just never noticed it until she pointed it out. She shakes her head and takes another bite of her cereal. I pick up my pumpkin juice and take a sip.
"The funny thing is though, is that my brother completely takes after my mum, but my parents love us both the same. I just wish Hugo would stop acting like a pygmy puff sometimes. He can be such a girl" Before I can help myself, pumpkin juice squirts out of my nose. Rose looks up and sees the pumpkin juice dripping from my nostrils and begins to laugh, which then causes her to choke on her cereal. Ignoring the disgusted looks from the studious Ravenclaws at the table besides us, we both begin to laugh uncontrollably. It takes us a few minutes to get control of ourselves.
"Why was that so funny?" she asks me.
"It just caught me off guard really. You call your brother a pygmy puff and then insult your own gender. That's not something that you hear everyday." I ask, still recovering from her earlier comment.
"Well, it's the truth! Not to put girls down or anything, but you have to admit, they can be annoying. Some parts of my brother's personality remid me of some of the most annoying girls I know, that's all. He doesn't really play any sports, he hardly eats anything, and the only time he isn't studying is when he and Al are planning pranks to annoy me. I think I might have gone completely mental this year if I didn't have a separate dorm."
"I think he is just very studious. That doesn't make him a girl." Rose decides to ignore me and continues to eat her breakfast. I suppress a snort; she is so stubborn.
As I absentmindedly eat my breakfast, I try to process the fact that I am eating breakfast with someone, and that it is Rose Weasley of all people. I really never thought that it would be so nice to have company, and it is actually pretty nice to be having a real conversation with someone. And it is also quite refreshing to have Rose around because she is totally different than me in many ways.
She is loud, bubbly, optimistic, and outgoing while I am somewhat reserved and quiet. She plays Quidditch and I don't, but she is not as thick headed as you would think that most Quidditch players would be. As I am listening to her talk now, I realize that we are probably closer friends than we initially notice. I lied earlier when I said I had not bothered to make any friends. I have one friend and she is sitting right beside me.
"Hello! Mr. Malfoy, is anyone home?" I snap back from my thoughts and see Rose waving a piece of paper in front of my face. "Professor Warren brought our schedules. You should have seen his face when she saw me sitting at this table! Are you even listening to me?" she asks.
"Yeah, sorry. Just spaced out there for a second." I tell her. "So what classes do you have?" She smiles and I become a little concerned.
"I told you, permanent sticking charm." She remarks handing me my timetable and hers as well. I quickly read down the lists.
"We have every class together? How did that happen?" I ask. She shrugs and nibbles her toast. I give her back her schedule and check my watch. "Rose, you and I should probably get out of here because its eight o'clock and everyone else will probably be down here soon." She nods and stuffs the rest of her toast in her mouth. Her cheeks are puffed out and she looks pretty silly.
"Leffs oh." She says as bits of toast fly out of her mouth. I accidentally giggle and cause Rose to seize her napkin so that she doesn't spit toast all over me.
"You, you giggled!" she choked out in between laughs. For the second time that morning, both of us were overcome with laughter. I am pretty sure that this is the most that I have ever laughed in my life.
"Rose Ginerva Weasley, what in the bloody name of Merlin are you doing?" an outraged voice calls out from behind us. We turn around to see Rose's cousin Albus making his way over to us from the Gryffindor table. Out of the blue, Rose starts laughing again and I give her an inquisitive glance. She turns to Albus with an enormous smile on her face.
"Relax Al. Your impression of a tomato is getting kind of old." She jokes because his face is very red. It is a pretty stupid joke, but I think she said it just to annoy Albus.
"You didn't answer my question. What. Are. You. Doing." He yells, and Rose just rolls her eyes.
"I'm eating breakfast with the Head Boy. What are you going to do, hex me?" she taunts.
"If it will knock some sense into you! He's a Slytherin!"
"Oh sod off Albus! You obviously haven't listened to anything Uncle Harry has told you! There is nothing wrong with Slytherins! You almost were a Slytherin! For the love of Merlin you have the middle name of a Slytherin! Get off your damned high horse and look around! Nobody else cares that I'm over here except for you! Come find me when you've deflated your fat head and get over your petty rivalries!" she shouts at Albus. "Let's go Scorpius." She grabs her bag and I pick up mine, and we exit the Great Hall together leaving a very livid Potter behind.
"That was amazing." I say flashing her a smile. She just shakes her head.
"He's just so infuriating! He thinks he has some power over me just because I'm his little cousin Rosie. Next time he tries to tell me what to do I'm going to hit a bludger at his big, fat head." Her fists are clenched and I can tell that she is royally pissed off. She takes a deep breath and asks, "So what class do we have first?" I open up my timetable.
"We have Herbology first."
"Thank God!" she sighs. "Let's go early. I haven't been to see Uncle Ne- I mean Professor Longbottom yet." She corrects herself at the last second, but I notice her little slip of the tongue.
"You're related to Professor Longbottom?" I ask. She shakes her head.
"No I'm not. I've just known him pretty much since I was born. My cousins and I just call him Uncle Nev because he's a really good friend of the family, and he's just like an Uncle to all of us." She tells me as we reach the green houses. We push open the door and see Professor Longbottom at his desk in the back corner of the green house. "Uncle Nev!" she calls out. Professor Longbottom raises his head and smiles. When he looks over at me he gets a confused look on his face, but then he stands up and makes his way over to us.
"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy. What can I do for you two?" he asks in a very non personal way.
"Oh cut the act Uncle Nev, Scorpius is my friend. You don't have to pretend like you don't know me outside of school." Rose tells him. Professor Longbottom looks questioningly at Rose but then slowly he smiles.
"So since when have you guys been friends?" Professor Longbottom asks. Rose and I exchange a glance and grin.
"About 6 years." We reply together.
"Oh really? Then why am I just hearing about this Rosie?"
"We were in denial, but we both stopped being thick headed this year and decided to acknowledge the obvious." She says shrugging. I shake my head and Professor Longbottom laughs.
Professor Longbottom, Rose, and I continue to talk for about 20 minutes. During this time I realize how much I actually like Professor Longbottom compared to some of my other teachers. Some of them just really get on my nerves, but Professor Longbottom seems to be a really likeable person. I think I just might try to pay a little more attention in his class from now on.
"Hey, dad, are you in here?" a sweet voice calls out from the door of the green house.
"Come on in Kayleigh. I'm here, and so is someone else!" Professor Longbottom says. I turn around to see who it is that is coming inside. I cannot believe what I am seeing. The most beautiful girl I have ever seen has walked into the room. I think I hear angels singing somewhere in the background, though it's probably just in my head. Kayleigh has wavy blonde hair that goes just past her shoulders and warm chocolate brown eyes that I could get lost in. I shake my head and snap back to reality.
Rose and Kayleigh both squeal with happiness when they see each other. They both seize the other and hug. Professor Longbottom and I both smile and laugh at the girls.
"So what did you need Kayleigh?" he asks. She glances at me nervously and turns back to her father.
"Um, did mum happen to give you my Standard Book of Spells, Grade Five? I can't find it anywhere." She tells her father. He nods.
"Yeah, she gave it to me when we left the house. Come back to my office with me I'll get it for you." The two Longbottoms leave and Rose turned and looked at me with a smirk on her face.
"You so like Kayleigh." She tells me. "Don't even try to deny it. I saw that goofy grin on your face when she walked into the room." I blush involuntarily and look down. Rose laughs and pats me on the back. "We'll have to do something about this, won't we."
"No!" I object. Rose laughs again and the bell rings for classes. We sit down and I let my head hit the desk with a thud. My sentiments that this year is going to be very interesting are starting to come true, and a lot sooner than I expected. As a blonde-haired brown-eyed beauty dances through my mind, I get this feeling that today is going to be a very long day.
A/N: I apologize for the long wait, but my computer is slowly on the mend. Thanks for sticking with me, and don't forget to review :]