Scorpius stood staring at the door his sister had just walked into, She had never once walked away on him while talking. She was the kind of girl who didn't care if she got the last word in over her brother. Frustrated he turned towards the dining hall again thinking about the events that happened this morning. He hadn't gotten into an argument with James Potter since second year in potions when Forager decided he wanted to put the two together for an class. Potter being the potion master he was instructed Scorpius to put the wrong ingredient from the book into the cauldron. When Scorpius dropped the ingredient into the potion it exploded in dark purple flames, burning his hand to such a state he fainted onto the floor in immense pain, waking up in the hospital wing with his hand wrapped in a cast. Looking down at his left hand Scorpius' eyes traveled over each unique scar he had been left with, no matter what spell was tried they wouldn't fade. He clenched his teeth and fist in unison, those scars made anger boil up inside him whenever he looked at them, Yet they also proved he had a reason to hate the eldest Potter boy.

He pondered over the thoughts rambling throughout his head consistently until he pushed his way past a few Ravenclaw's lingering in the halls their noses all trying to cram each other into one single book. The voices filling the grand hall's walls were almost deafening to the quiet that he had recently been attached to in the hall. Minerva McGonagall sat at the front of the hall, She looked exhausted compared to most of the Professors now there. Whom were bubbling with energy that came with such young ages, Scorpius felt a tinge of guilt strike him towards the old woman. She had been assigned Head Master after she stepped in willingly for the second wizarding war, and had to deal with everything going on from that point.

Sitting down at the Slytherin table, he glanced up and down it looking at old friends and new comers at the table until his gaze fell on the seat next to him where his sister had sat next to him since she had first come, four years ago. Narcissa had always been a little hard headed, stubborn even throughout the years. He had taught her all the things his father had taught him. Draco had made sure his children we're well aware why so many had had lost their lives, He never pushed them to hate Muggle borns or even perhaps half-bloods at that. Aside from what Draco had been taught he bit his tongue and nodded along with Astoria, Scorpius and Narcissa's mother. He didn't want his children growing up with the same hate he had through the years, He didn't want his children to grow up as fast as he had to.

A clatter filled the table as Damien Goyle the son of Gregory Goyle and Jonathan Higgs the son of Terrence Higgs. Sat at the Slytherin table, one directly across from the other. Damien's green tie was crooked and falling from the inside of his vest as he sat by Draco. The boy was a constant mess. "Fix your tie will you," Scorpius rolled his eyes at his dorm mate and close friend "You look like a bloody Gryffindor that way.". Damien glanced down at himself letting out an aware grunt as he fixed his tie so that it was tucked in again still slightly crooked. Jonathan smirked from behind his fork as he shoveled some food into his mouth watching the boy fixing himself. "Having trouble keeping yourself decent for more than an hour are you, mate?" Damien picked up a bun from the plate on the table tossing it at his friends nose leaving crumbs falling over his tanned skin. Scorpius shook his head at them both returning his gaze to his food eating while watching food fly back and forth besides his face. "Will you quit it?" he said both boys stopping what they were doing. "Act your sodding age, will you.".

Flora Carrow's daughter, Athena filled in the seat next to Jonathan silently as she got to the table.

Athena wasn't you're average Slytherin, Her mother had married a pureblood Hufflepuff, Bradley Lundder, Athena had grown up close to her father while her mother left them after she was born. She grew up with a rather soft side and could get along with anyone as long as they got along well with her. Her father had become the assistant in the care of magical creatures class after Hagrid agreed he needed some assistance that could still wrestle and chase the monsters he brought onto the grounds. When She was a small child she was already brought to the school to stay with her father, she didn't attend classes but everyone loved seeing her come out onto the grounds with her father. She was eventually brought into the school fully in Scorpius' second year when she was finally old enough and he and Narcissa were often found outside of classes fooling around in the common room. Nothing can stay the same though.

Scorpius stared at her for a moment when she sat down before averting his gaze to his plate, her brown hair was carefully set into a neat bun still holding a few stray hairs that fell around her neck, she was beautiful without even trying. "Hello, boys." she said unaware of Scorpius' eyes on her, her voice was soft, barely auditable.

She was in the same grade as Narcissa and had often been around her, Somehow along the way he had begun to grow feeling's towards the witch, but he respected the fact that his best mate, Jonathan had fallen for her too. When he looked back up from his plate he realized he had drone out the others, who were now in a full out conversation, voices. He sighed as he pushed his finished plate away looking ahead to his friend who now had his arm around the witch he wanted. Anger and jealousy boiled in the pit of his stomach as he shook his head, waiting for one of his friends conversations to die out.

"Athena..Can I speak with you please?" he raised his eyebrows at the girl who stared at him slightly caught off guard. "Uhm." she paused looking to Jonathan who let out a shrug before shooting a glare to Scorpius, signaling if he tried something with her he would regret it. Athena noticed the glare but she let it slide, she didn't want to know the reason it was being shared. "Sure, Scorpius.." Her eyebrows raised, leaving small wrinkles on her forehead as she moved away from the table and got up from the bench.

Scorpius followed her out walking in silence until they got to the end of the hall when he stopped in his tracks turning his head back and forth looking around. He fixed his robes and looked to Athena who was raising her eyebrows at him, "Well, What's wrong?" she questioned him, her arms folding over her chest. Scorpius could have told her then and there what he had been thinking in the Grand Hall, How beautiful he thought she was, How he wished she was his and not Jonathans. "I need you..." he stopped before he had even started, "I need you to watch, Narcissa. "

"What?.." She scoffed in reply, He had truly gone off his rocker in her opinion. "I know you like to keep her on this short leash you think you can, but I'm not getting invol-"

"Potter might have his eye on her." Scorpius blurted out, He sighed deeply combing his fingers through his pale blond hair as Athena's dark green eyes narrowed at him. "What's the big problem about that?" Scorpius sighed in frustration, he knew he should have asked Zella but it seemed she was already on his side when Narcissa walked back to the dorms alone. Scorpius found his gaze reaching his fist again, the scars still there he looked up seeing her starring at his hand and shook his head "Forget it," He said his jaw clenching tight. "Just get back to your boyfriend, I'm sure he's waiting for you." before Athena could respond Scorpius was traveling down the hall in a semi-speed walk. Anger had boiled up inside him for so many things, He felt he was failing his father left and right as his sister started this school year. During her fourth year, two years ago, she had started going her own way. Instead of staying by her brothers side dependently, she wandered the halls all hours of the night with her friends or the occasional boy who fancied her at the time. He knew his sister was a smart girl but her sometimes questioned to himself if she was making the right choices.

The four poster bed surrounded Narcissa's vision as she laid down onto it, focusing onto the silky green curtains circling around her. She sighed finally feeling at peace to think as the fabric acted as thick walls to anyone who needed her, she fluttered her eyelids closed trying to block out her thoughts and think straight.

Why was she even stressing out over this rubbish? She thought to herself and let out a long exasperated sigh crossing her arms over her face.

She was never going to talk to James again, it had been an accident to begin with, a joke her and Zella had let her best friend hear. Maybe she would talk to him just one time before she cut all the strings to their fifteen second situation that ended in talk when Scorpius told James to stay away from her. She also needed to make it clear to him that she indeed had no interest in falling into James' games.

Sitting up she let her legs dangle from the bed and she pushed the curtins from her face standing up and heading for the door of her small dormitory. A small knock echoed from it when her hand had barely touched the cold bronze handle and she froze slightly. If it was Zella she would be screwed getting into another bloody argument with her right now over the other Gryffindor. If it was Scorpius she could explain right then and there that she could tell him everything she had been thinking. If it was someone else…well she really didn't give a damn she just wanted to get to the desired people whom needed to know her input on everything.

"Who is it?" she asked.

"Narcissa?" It wasn't Scorpius or Zella whose voice's filled her ears and she frowned.

"What to you want, Arthur?" she frowned.

"Can you come out here?..please?"

Narcissa shut her eyes tightly leaning her head onto the door making sure to push her hands on it to keep it forced close. She hadn't spoke to Arthur since fifth year when he had tried pushing their relationship to far. "Go away." she hissed at him, partially. There was a knot deep in her chest hearing him sigh and lean on the door "Cissa.." she hated how he said her name "How many times will I have to apologize to you." he spoke, and she quickly snapped back "Until you get it through your thick skull I will never accept your pathetic little apologizes." she kicked the door hard with her foot causing her more pain than she had wanted.

He growled hearing her foot slam into the door and pounded his fist on the wood "Why are you so bloody stubborn!" he yelled through the door.

"Why are you so desperate?" she called back at him "If Scorpius comes back and sees you here he will hex you to next year!" she knew Scorpius liked Arthur, he was a pureblood Slytherin, that was all it took. All Scorpius would see this as was him trying to get her back, it wouldn't be a problem unless he hurt her.

"I don't want that! I just want you back.." he shook the doorknob, he was far stronger than her desperate attempt of holding the door closed and when he pushed on it, it swung open a bit until she slammed it shut again and yelped at the slight scare.

"Go away!" she screeched at him before looking for her wand that was usually stored snugly in her skirts waistband. It was on the other side of the room.

Laine ran into the dining hall, her black shoes screeching to a halt as she stopped next to James who was speaking to his younger brother, Albus. She grabbed ahold of his arm as she sat on the bench "James, We need to talk." "But..I'm trying to eat, can't it wait?" he whined slightly then raised his eyebrows at her in curiosity, her hair was even messier then earlier in the day and she looked mad but worried, this wasn't normal for her.

Standing up they both walked from the grand halls doors watching as Athena Carrow walked inside, her eyebrows furrowed and her arms crossed they started walking to where she had come from taking a few familiar turns till they were in the newly built astronomy tower, when Laine spoke.

"James, You need to stay away from Narcissa," she gulped slightly knowing that there were now lines she couldn't step over with James, their argument earlier in the morning be a very good demonstration to that.

"You called me from dinner for more of this bullshit?" his eyes narrowed and suddenly the tension started to slowly creep into the room, they were both staring at each other, a pair of intense green eyes boring into a pair of sparkling brown, nervously flickering back and forth around the tower. "I have a reason this time.." she whispered best she could without her breath hitching within her throat stopping any sound "I'm not just being pigheaded now. I'm truly worried..I..I had a run in with Narcissa…and her friend.." Laine's jaw clenched at the thought of the girl who had tested her boundaries enough to make her use her wand.

"I don't care about the conflict you have with them! I don't like half of the blokes you hang out with!" he crossed his arms across his chest and she sighed she was going to lose the battle with her best friend again if she didn't just spit it out.

"She'll only use you, James!" Laine started seeing her best friend tense, she started speaking again, he needed to know "You've figured out my plan, I'm going to use him to piss off my brother and send you to the infirmary. Possibly let Potter think he has a chance with me," she recited Narcissa's words with a slightly higher pitched tone similar to Narcissa's. It sounded funny coming from Laine seeing her accent was so thick and she spoke so calmly usually compared to her now nervous speech. "I'm so…so sorry, James." she was frowning deeply, sympathetically at him. "No you're not- " he snapped at her.

James froze mid sentence letting the words sink into his thoughts, run laps around his mind and furrow his eyebrows in frustration as he let out a sound that sounded such as a hiss or groan as he turned around towards the edge of the tower, peering over the edge of it at the creases of the school were shadowed from the night sky. He was barely able to see the outline to the entrance to the forbidden forest, where sounds of small creatures could be so vaguely heard from up at the height. Laine appeared by his side, she had pulled her long sleeves down to cover her balled up hands and she leaned on the edge of the tower only a foot from James who sighed seeing how her arms were shaking and pulled off his jumper holding it out to his silent best friend who glanced over at him moving one of her arms from the railing to take the to big jumper and slip it on, the warmth making her arms stop shaking and her shoulders relax, a whispered 'Thank you' escaped her lips as she glanced over to him with a feeble smile that didn't hold before she rested her head onto her arms.

She pondered over the thought if this was wrong to had told him, he seemed actually upset over it and she couldn't help but feel like she had just hit his owl with a stupefy spell. He deserved to know though, as much of a player as he was he never wanted to hurt anyone, he always just wanted to have a good time, he was a good kid.

"You know…It's kid of fucked up" James finally spoke making Laine glance over again "How you let yourself think you might have a chance… If you try hard enough.." he pushed away from the rails and started making his way back towards the exit of the tower and stuffed his hands into his pants pockets so his thumbs stuck out the sides. "to win them over," he chucked feeling foolish with himself as he took the first stair going down stopping again "When deep down inside, no matter how much they can make time stop, or how different they seem from the rest...how different they make you feel, in such a short period of time.." James started trailing away from the rest of his thought and Laine looked at him with interest, James would have been the last person in the school to tell how he felt about someone, whom he had talked to only once by a mistake at that, to anyone, even Laine. "Yet, deep down inside you know you must be losing you're bloody mind to think that someone like them would even associate with you." his head shook making his hair shake around and he took a few more steps down the narrow stair case he got to the bottom as Laine was barely halfway to the middle taking slow steps from her best friend not knowing how to respond without setting him off at her again when he turned and looked up at her, the torches on the wall making an orange glow of light dance on his face, time had passed at the time in the astronomy tower, Prefects were wandering the halls ushering young student's to bed or chatting with Ghosts of the houses. "I'll see you in the morning, Laine… more likely sometime in the afternoon.. Goodnight." he didn't wait for a response as he walked down the hall way letting his robe trail behind him.

Narcissa had half fallen asleep leaning against her dorms door, she had broken into silent tears after an argument between her and Arthur earlier in the night and he hadn't left until a few minutes ago when Scorpius had come up to check on her and found him talking through the door to Narcissa who had refused to respond to him. Scorpius had told him to leave for now and that he would talk to her about it, she had probably just still felt Ill. He was now sitting in front of her leaned up against the wall next to the stair he was perched on look to Narcissa who had red puffy eyes. "He wouldn't leave.." she whispered to her brother, he looked tired and she felt horrible for keeping him awake with this petty little problem, he would be graduating next year and wouldn't be by her side then, She, in a way couldn't wait. "Cissa, he really does love you I think.." Scorpius said back to her.

"I doubt it.."

"Why?" his eyebrows furrowed.

"You know why…" her cheeks flushed red, she had run crying to her brother two years ago over the incident.

"I think he grew up a bit more."

"No! he didn't!" she yelled back, her quiet voice sounding so scratched by this that Scorpius sighed deeply knowing he wasn't going to get her to agree this easily. "You should give it another go…a second chance" Scorpius didn't believe in second chances at all, they were rubbish, but he wanted her to be away from James as much as she could. He would speak to Arthur about multiple things he couldn't to do with his sister. "Second chances are for fools." Narcissa replied to him and frowned deeply, "You taught me that."

"Ever think one of my lessons might be wrong?" Scorpius tilted his head raising his other eyebrow with a convincing grin, mischievously flickering to a smirk for a moment as Narcissa let out an amused smile and looked over from her robes to him, bringing the heel of her hand to her eyes and wiping her eyes again. "Did you just suggest you were wrong?"

"I might have, but it wont happen again."

"You being wrong will, admitting to it I can't argue with that."

"Don't get cocky," he chuckled as she jabbed him in the ribs with her finger and stood up from the hard floor, her shining gray eyes gaining some sparkle back into them as she laughed at her older brother and fixed her robes tiredly. "I'll speak with him in the morning.. But only because you admitted to possibly being wrong for once." she started into her room, having an unsure feeling in her gut automatically regretting her words. Her hand leaned on the edge of the door itself as Scorpius stood up proud of himself that he had practically gotten her out of James Potters grasp for now, even if she was unhappy for a few days he was sure that James would find another witch to chase for his own amusement, that wasn't his younger sister. After that he would gladly get her away from the other boy and she would bury herself back into her studies, She would walk around the school again with Zella and Athena tailing behind her like to lost puppies, but at the moment when his thoughts were so crowded with the thoughs of them he didn't realize that his sister had just closed the door of her dorm and slipped into her pajamas while he walked down towards his dorm that she felt like the lost puppy this time, she had no clue what she was supposed to do tomorrow when morning rolled around and she walked up to the one wizard who had ruined her opinion on most boys, who had broken her heart and made her turn away when a boy she fancied walked by her.

Narcissa curled up under her covers thinking about what she hadn't realized when she had seen James, that without even talking he had made her laugh.

That's what Narcissa Malfoy secretly loved the most.

To laugh

AN: I know this is short and not as good as the last chapter but I'm exhausted right now and I truly don't feel well today. I hope you enjoyed this if you read it.

I would very much appreciate reviews if you have time or feel like it J

If you have any questions about the story so far also I will gladly answer it for you. J