The other end of the platform
Chapter 2- letters delivered by owls.
Far on the outskirts of Lancaster, lies a secluded cottage. Isolated in the rugged Lancashire hills, the cottage remains a secret to the outside muggle world, and to most of the wizarding community. It's whereabouts only known to the family who live in it. Which sucks as it would make a lovely rental cottage for a holiday destination.
The family in question who lived there was majority of the Malfoy family. Considering only 3 (2 with Scorpius away at Hogwarts) people live in the house that proves the family to be rather small indeed. Of course it's not all unheard of for families to be made up of only 5 people. However for pureblood families it is (excluding Hadyn, who isn't) it is rather miniscule. Before the wizarding wars, the Malfoy family had been huge, even if most of the relatives had had the last name Black. To put it bluntly: there now all dead. Most of them killed in the war in one of the numerous battles.
Compared to the cold walls of Malfoy Manor this place could Winnie the Pooh's house it's that cheerful in comparison, as long as there is honey in the cupboards.
The door was an extravagant lime green, and the interior was constantly reminding any who entered of Christmas as each room had a mix of greens and reds, then again that's what you get if the Slytherine Prince marries a Gryffindor (not Christmas, just both colours).
Scorpius had been in Hogwarts for roughly 36 hours. And being the sweetie pie that he is, he was already writing to his mum. Not one person in the great hall had doubted Scorpius Malfoy's name was called by Professor McGonagall had called his name that he would be in Slytherine. When the hat called Slytherine for him, tables cheered. But then Albus Potter was called, if the noise that was caused from his last name wasn't enough the silence that happened when the hat called "Slytherine" was positively deafening,
Not sure of where to turn Albus Potter had frozen on his stool. Not generally a good idea to stay in everyone's line of sight when you want people to stop staring at you but there you are. The silence was long and awkward, but then surprisingly the Slytherines started clapping. Even Professor McGonagall was a little shocked, so when she finally managed to take the Sorting hat off poor Albus' head he practically sprinted to the vacant seat on the Slytherine table. Right next to Scorpius Malfoy, son and heir (not that Draco himself had anything to pass down) of Draco Malfoy sworn enemy of Albus' own father, or to say it correctly, sworn enemy of his uncle Ronald Bilious Weasly.
Pre judgements aside the two boys found out they had a lot in common, much to their own shock. Steadily over the course of the feast the two became friends, of sought. The feeling past down from their fathers and grandfathers was still present if not entirely relevant.
Anyhow, Scorpius' letter to his mum. It held the typical news of the first letter parents receive from their children while there at Hogwarts; what house there in; new friends; the castle; the food. Scorpius also included what he had decided to name his owl and how he thinks he should be allowed in the forbidden forest, as what's better than more new places to explore.
"So tell me again, why am I not a loud in the kitchen?" Hadyn asked Draco from the door less doorframe leading to the kitchen.
"You're not to be trusted around food" he said wisely.
"Are you suggesting I could ruin a dish just by standing in the same room as it?" she asked folding he arms across her stomach. This was ridiculous.
"I'm not suggesting it love" he said smiling "I'm just pointing out the truth"
"Sure you are-"Hadyn's (most likely colourful) response was quickly interrupted by someone knocking at the door.
"That'll be mother, let me go answer the door, Draco said grinning as she scowled at him. Wiping his hands quickly he dodged around her frame and went towards the door. Smiling he opened the door to see his mother (elegant as ever) standing there alone, cheesecake in hand.
"Hello Mother" he greeted warmly kissing her on the cheek. Narcissa Malfoy would not normally have entered a house such as this, but considering it was her son's she couldn't love it more, and not that she would admit it to Lucius but she couldn't love Hadyn more either.
Walking into the house Narcissa noticed Hadyn hiding behind the door leading to the living room, holding a laugh she knew this was meant as no insult to herself. The day Hadyn and Lucius would learn to agree or at the very least be civil would be the day Arthur Weasly would willingly shake Lucius' hand. It cannot be lost on anyone that Lucius Malfoy is the common element in most disputes in the wizarding world.
Following his mother into the kitchen where she set the cake down on the table Draco said loudly "Coming alone today mother?"
Narcissa laughed at her son quietly, "Yes, you fathers ill" she lied, Lucius couldn't stand stepping foot in this house for a minute if that meant Hadyn was under the roof also.
"What no Lucius?" Hadyn asked coming into view smiling widely. Narcissa shook her head smiling gently at her daughter in law. "Ah what a shame… oh well we'll just have to have fun without him" she sighed skipping over to the kitchen daws n order to retrieve knives, forks and plates.
"And you were so looking forward to seeing him" Draco smirked at her his tone sarcastic.
Hadyn poked her tong at him "I'm just glad we get to see Narcissa" she said smiling brightly.
Narcissa smiled at the girl (she may be an adult but to Narcissa she was still a girl) and laughed quietly "I am glad to see you also" she hugged her daughter to her side naturally "Have you heard from Scorpius yet?" she inquired sitting down at the table.
"Not yet" Draco answered dishing out the lasagne onto 3 plated.
"He'll be having too much fun to write" Hadyn replied getting out the bottle of wine and pouring it into 3 glasses.
"I suppose your right" Narcissa said "But I'm sure were all anxious-"BANG an owl flew straight into the window cutting her off. "To know which house he's in"
The pause that followed was long. Both of Scorpius' parents were edging towards the window were the owl stood waiting the letter tied to his leg, facing each other calculating each other's moves. They were two very competitive people as soon as they had stepped foot in their house when they'd got home from putting Scorpius on the Hogwarts Express, they had quickly made a bet on which house there son would be in.
Reader you should know this is probably more about which colour will dominate the houses interior, rather than who knows their son better.
Hadyn opened the window reaching for the owl, but Draco was faster. He suddenly had the letter in his hand.
"Hey" Hadyn protested lunging at Draco.
"Argh" Draco yelled as Hadyn collided with him. "Stop it" Hadyn relented, letting Draco open the letter. "Right here we go" Draco mumbled to himself as Hadyn sat down next to Narcissa. "Dear Mum and Dad, Hogwarts is really great…blah blah blah, ah here we go I'm in… Yes!" Draco shouted "You owe me 5 galleons"
Hadyn groaned "I'll give it to you later"
"So Slytherine then?" Narcissa asked unsure of which house the two had made their bet on.
"Yup like father like son" Draco replied sitting down in front of the meal.
"How is that a good thing?" Hadyn mumbled taking a bite of her lasagne.
Draco poked his tong out at her "Now Draco don't be childish" Narcissa chided her son, Hadyn smirking over her wine glass. "What else does the letter say?" she asked.
Hadyn took the open letter from the table and read it quickly. "Well.. clearly you didn't read the whole thing" she smirked.
"Why is that?"
"Says here ALBUS Potter is in his house and there now friends. I would have thought you would have more of a reaction to that"
"Well… You know that doesn't matter"
"Why not?"
"Because no the house is more Slytherine I can paint over the read" is infamous Malfoy smirk present on his smug face.
"No way I'm Gryffindor through and through"
"What hot-headed and reckless?" Narcissa asked, interrupting the pairs ridiculous arguing.
"That exactly it" Draco smiled, giving Hadyn a light kick from under the table.
There dinner continued with them discussing random things, lightly. Narcissa left a little after 10:30 leaving Hadyn and Draco alone in their house together.
Hadyn walked into their living room falling onto the sofa.
"Night" Draco called heading upstairs.
"Hey where are you going?" Hadyn called.
"To bed"
"Ugh okay I'm coming" she groaned lifting herself from the sofa and heading to the stairs.
"You weren't invited"
"You object?"
Draco smirked.
A/N
Hi, I'm not sure if anyone likes this story but I'll continue writing anyway, as I have more chapters planned I might as well get the story out of my head.
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