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After unpacking my heavy trunk, I joined the Malfoys for an evening meal. Sitting down on one end of the grand mahogany table, I instantly felt substantially out of place. A couple of roasted quails were set out and there were some ten large bowls of tropical fruit scattered across. I felt a bit nauseated by the sheer extravagance. I nibbled at a papaya rind and settled for some bread and cheese that was also laid out very conveniently in front of me.
Scorpius' father was the first to speak.
"I had our house elf make that bread and buy that cheese especially for your arrival. I thought it would have suited your tastes," he said amicably enough, though I could detect something else in his tone.
Frankly, I wasn't sure if I was to be offended or pleased.
"Scorpius tells me you're…er…what's that word again, dear? Vegan?" Asteria added in, cutting her quail up daintily. "What is that like?"
"Well, vegetarian actually…I…eat cheese and eggs. No meat except for fish on special occasions," I corrected her, rather lamely. "And, I suppose its fine."
Mrs. Malfoy nodded, trying to diffuse the tension.
"Ah. That's quite interesting," she smiled at me, and then returned her attention to her food.
A pregnant silence ensued, as everyone munched thoughtfully at their food. Mr. Malfoy cut in.
"I hear you are beating Scorpius in every test."
It was Scorpius' turn to splutter now. I smiled to myself as his cheeks turned a delicate pink and his fair eyebrows scrunched inward.
"No! She isn't! I was in the hospital wing for that one week, and Binns hates me, I know it! And…" he trailed off as he started to run out of excuses.
Asteria eyed her son disapprovingly. "Do quiet down, Scorpius. We have a guest present. I do hope you don't behave this way at school."
I smiled to myself again. Actually, dear Scorpius was known to be quite wild at school. Once, he actually charmed a chicken wing to fly very smoothly. It was all in good fun until the wing straight into Professor Longbottom's—
My thoughts were interrupted as Mr. Malfoy spoke up.
"True. We would not want to make her uncomfortable."
Scorpius turned to me, trying to look into my eyes. "You're not uncomfortable are you, Rose?"
I buried my face into brie smothered on bread, trying desperately to avoid his grey-blue gaze. His eyes always made me a bit scrambled in the mind
Merlin, they were still staring at me.
"Hm, what? I wasn't quite listening, sorry." I said as I reemerged, trying to sound convincing at least.
All three Malfoys looked at me unhappily.
"Oh nothing, dear," Asteria said lightly and dearly, sounding out every syllable as if I were mentally deficient. I flushed a glorious vermillion and stared straight into the china plate before me (I might add that it must have cost a fortune because the flowers along the rim were swaying gently as if in a light summer breeze).
This was going to be a long summer.
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After dinner everyone went their separate ways. Mr. Malfoy left the Manor on some important Ministry call. Asteria Malfoy retired to her room discreetly. This left Scorpius and I sitting drowsily in the parlour. The Malfoy house elf, Tinny, had just brought us some type of hot cocoa, but it was more sedative than chocolate. Trying to fill the heavy silence, I sat up a bit and managed to slur out: "Whuuu…uh. Did chu get onnnn the owals?"
Scorpius looked up at me as he slumped over a bench.
"Ovals?" he asked quizzically.
Apparently, he was less affected by this devil potion of a drink that tasted vaguely of chocolate.
"Narr. OWLS," I said, and this time he seemed to understand.
"Oh! All Outstandings except for a Meets Expectations in Astronomy," he said rather smugly (or maybe he was just intoxicated). He seemed so happy that I didn't mention I had gotten all Outstandings except for an Exceeds Expectations in Arithmancy, but I was a bit subdued. I was able to manage a congratulatory grunt that I hoped he would understand, but he went on.
"Me and my girlfriend went to Florean Fortescue's to celebrate," he told me pompously.
The mention of a girlfriend shot my blood pressure up drastically and I didn't feel so drowsy anymore.
"GURRFRAND? HUH?" I said, a bit too enthusiastically.
He smiled, and I felt the urge to curse him.
"Oh yeah. Forgot to mention her to you," he continued. "We met a month ago in the Ministry summer program we were at. We've been going strong ever since," he declared as if this was some sort of achievement. Merlin, who even says "going strong"?
"What's her name?"
"Sabine Blancher. She moved from Luxembourg with her family to here just a few months ago. Here's a picture," Scorpius said and took one out of his back pocket.
So apparently, Sabine was a friggin' model. She had a round, pleasant face with dark brown eyes and wavy, honey-coloured hair. She looked rather tall, though I couldn't tell because she was standing in a field of quaint little dandelions. She was holding a sleek racing broom and wearing really fab suede booties, both of which I could probably never afford. I had the extreme urge to sog up her face with my cat, Galileo's, acid piss (sadly, Galileo was not allowed to come due to his explosive urine complications). My thoughts were interrupted quite rudely as Scorpius began to blather again.
"She's going to Hogwarts next term. Her parents arranged with McGonagall to get her Sorted. She's going to be a 6th year Ravenclaw just like you next term."
I must have looked rather miffed or sickened because the next thing I was conscious of was that Tinny and Scorpius were lifting me upstairs to my room. They laid me down on the bed and Tinny left, muttering something about a potion that needed stirring. So I was alone with Scorpius. He ruffled my red bird's nest's excuse of hair and placed a blanket over me, which I curled into, loving the warmth.
"Sleep tight, Rosie," he chuckled and turned the lights off.
After a few seconds, Tinny's cocoa took over and the tendrils of dreamless sleep curled around me.
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