Scorpius Malfoy hugged his mother only half as tightly as she hugged him. "You're already a third year!"
"Yes, Mum, I know. I learned how to count a while ago." He hated being mean to his Mum, but it was a natural habit to be arrogant and sarcastic.
Astoria Malfoy kissed her son's head. "I know, I know." Draco Malfoy walked behind his wife, placing a single hand on her waist.
"Don't let the new Weasley's get to you, Scorpius."
Scorpius gave his father a wicked grin. "Not in a million years. Can't wait to see the new batch of Gryffindors." He only said this for his dad, though. He couldn't care less about the Weasley/Potter bunch. Frankly, all they really did was annoy him with how large of a group they were.
The only one he was particularly fond of was Louis Weasley. They'd spoken a few times without glaring and even laughed a bit.
"Maybe we'll win Quidditch cup this year..." Scorpius let the sentence hang there for his parents, not wanting to get their hopes up. They had zero chance of winning. Not when all the Weasley's were in Gryffindor.
Astoria smiled at her son. "There's always a chance." The train whistled, signaling its departure. "Oh, you better go. I love you, Scorpius!"
"Love you too, Mum," he replied, climbing onto the train. "Bye, Dad."
"Bye, son." Draco hesitated before adding, "I love you." Scorpius just nodded stiffly towards his dad. It's not that he didn't love his dad, it's just that it made him uncomfortable to say it.
He didn't have long to ponder over it, because the train started moving out of the station. Scorpius sat alone in the compartment for a while until it opened to reveal his best friend Marcus Zabini.
"Hey, Malfoy."
Scorpius looked at his best friend through slitted eyes. He hadn't seen him in a few weeks, and Zabini's hair had grown past his ears. "You need a hair cut."
"Are you the only one allowed to have long hair?" Marcus asked, sitting across from him.
"My hair is not long, but yes, I am," Scorpius told him in a matter-of-fact tone.
Zabini said a few choice words under his breath. "Bloody, arrogant Malfoy's."
Scorpius chuckled darkly under his breath. "And don't forget it, Zabini."
The first day of school was always Scorpius's least favorite day. Usually it meant another Weasley. Last year he was lucky. This year he would be getting two new ones this time, both of them redheads.
The youngest Malfoy groaned, resting his forehead on the long Slytherin table. "What's your problem, Malfoy?" Zabini asked next to him.
"More Weasleys. I don't know if I can take it, Zabini, they multiply by the dozen. And they all have red hair!"
Zabini snickered. "You're paranoid, Scorpius. I hear one of them is a Potter. Maybe he/she will have brown hair, eh?"
"Let's hope," Scorpius muttered, as the new group of first years entered the Dining Hall. "Are they shorter this year?"
"They're shorter every year."
"Silence!" Professor McGonagall shouted, immediately getting a response. "Please, Professor Longbottom, continue."
Professor Longbottom placed the Sorting Hat on the stool. Everyone waited. Then, after a few seconds of silence, the hat started singing its new song for the year.
Neville Longbottom cleared his throat before calling, "Adams, Marshall!"
A short brunette boy, with a freckly face walked up to the stool. Immediately the hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" The Gryffindor table erupted in cheers.
Scorpius scrunched his nose. "Exactly what we need, more brave bastards."
Slowly, the list became shorter and shorter, the hat shouting Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor in random orders. Sometimes, Scorpius wondered if the hat did just shout names in a random order.
When the Neville go to the P's, the first name was "Potter, Lily". Scorpius jerked his head up to see the petite girl, with auburn bounce up to the stool.
"Not completely red," Scorpius noticed.
Lily's face became contorted. Her chin length, corkscrew hair swung around her head. It looked like she was going to scream. Everyone waited in silence to see what Harry Potter's only daughter got sorted into.
Suddenly she broke out into a huge smile. Scorpius scoffed. Probably convinced the hat to put her in Gryffindor.
The hat shouted, "Slytherin!"
No one cheered like they usually did. Everyone was utterly silent. Lily Potter beamed, then happily walked to the Slytherin table, plopping down next to a bunch of other first years.
Whispers broke out through the Dining Hall. Why was Potter so happy to be placed in Slytherin? It was like she wanted to be there.
Neville Longbottom looked momentarily stunned, then continued down the list.
"Did that hat just say Slytherin for ickle Potter?" Scorpius hissed at Zabini. "What alternate universe are we in where a Potter wanted to be here?"
Zabini glared at his best friend. "You shouldn't be complaining, Malfoy. With Potter on our side, we might actually have a chance."
"A chance for what?"
"A chance for everything. House cup, Quidditch cup, not being absolutely despised! Ever think about that?" People were starting to stare, they were raising their voices. Zabini gave Scorpius a look that said this isn't over then crossed his arms, turning to the front of the Dining Hall.
Scorpius kept his gaze on the back of Lily Potter's head, for reasons he did not know. "Weasley, Hugo," Professor Longbottom said.
This time, the Weasley was all redhead. Scorpius noticed Lily's back tense up under her robes. She also seemed to be holding her breath...
"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat screamed. All the Ravenclaws cheered, jeering their fists in the air. People weren't as stunned as before, but there was some muttering still. Two Weasley's not in Gryffindor... This was most likely going to be in the Daily Prophet the next day. Scorpius couldn't wait to read it.
Lily slumped forward, placing her head in her hands. She was muttering, but Scorpius couldn't tell what she was saying.
When Neville finished calling names, Professor McGonagall stood up. Her voice was stiff at first, then it evened out a bit. "These are your permanent houses for the rest of your time at Hogwarts until you graduate when you're 17. Welcome back returning students, and welcome home, first years." Food floated, placing itself on all the house tables. "Let the feast begin!"
Everywhere was a clamor of dishes and silverware being passed around. Zabini moved to the front of the table to sit by the Potter girl without a backwards glance at Scorpius.
Scorpius hardly ate, he just contemplated tonight's recent events. He glanced up at the Gryffindor table. Albus Potter sat glumly, picking at his food. James was glaring daggers at the Slytherin table. At the Ravenclaw table, Hugo sat between both of the Scamander twins who had arrived last year. Their pale hair was even lighter than Scorpius's.
"What a night."
Ta-da! Chapter 2 is done.
In German: Kapitel zwei ist getan.
I take German and I'm practicing... haha oh ok review guys!
And would you hate me if I made Lily dislike Muggles? Not Muggle-borns just Muggles... PLEASE ANSWER THIS
-SometimesWitty (Hailey)
