Meanwhile, Rose Weasley having dragged Scorpius into the house was talking a million miles a minute about a new trick she had managed to do on her broom, and on her skate board. It was all Scorpius could managed to do to keep up. The glint in her eyes reminded him of how they had all decided to get their first piercings. Rose had come into the Ravenclaw comon room crying that Jasson McLaggen had turned her down saying she was too nice for him. He only went for bad girls. He, had never heard her music taste obvisiously, which was insanely bad girl in Scorpius' opinon. As they calmed her down they all agreed to get their ears pierced the next day at Hogsmeade. It had evolved from there, first it was the top of their ears, then the strechers. By the last trip of the year, Rose was sitting getting her nose pierced, and Scorpius had a hole in his eyebrow. Al, the rebel, had gotten two piercings, one in his lip and one in nipple of all places. Scorpius was fairly certain Mr and Mrs Potter didn't know about that particular piercing.

It wasn't until the next year Scorpius realized he was completely, nuts about the new Rose. He had liked Rose since first year, she was smart, fiesty and fantastic on a broomstick. Everything he looked for in a girl. That year however Rose had gotten on the train, in skin tight muggle jeans and a singlet shirt, lace up boots, with her hair in a ponytail. It seemed like over the summer she was a completely new person, for one thing she had breasts, and hips! This was the girl who had been flatter than Professor Flitwick the year before. Rose had always been a bit rough in her apperance, this well groomed Rose was something new. He certainly wasn't the only one who noticed, Albus had to step on Kieran's foot before it made it's way into his mouth. Sam Chang hadn't stopped staring at Rose's new breasts and he got a rather sharp kick in the shin from Scorpius. Rose was the only girl in their group, she had once confessed to Scorpius that most the time she liked it better that way, but sometimes she wishes she could talk to someone about girl stuff. When he told her that he would talk to her about anything, she turned to him straight faced and said one word.

"Periods," They never really spoke about 'girl stuff' again. Ugh, periods. The only other time it bothered her she went on to say, was when all the girls bug her for details about them. That was annoying in her opinon. Scorpius didn't really blame her, after all he and the other boys did seem to spend a lot of time scaring the boys interested in Rose or whom she was interested in. It was hard work. Especially since no one really considered Ravenclaw's to be tough. Which was a bit idiotic, since Scorpius and his group had topped very class since first year, and knew spells other students only dreamed about. Oh, and they had a huge amount of Weasley cousins to call upon if they really needed help.

Getting the tattoo's had been awesome, the entire group had decided on the hippogriff and the Dragon intwined. The Elite of the animals, the pickest and hardest to manage to represent the elite of the Ravenclaw's. Scorpius Malfoy, Rose Weasley, Albus Potter, Kieran Florence, and Sam Chang. The smartest students since Hermione Granger, all attractive, all untouchable, keeping to themselves. Only the portraits knew how often the snuck out of the castle to fly their brooms in the forrest, or to skate in the halls. Though Scorpius suspected some of the teachers knew, they did get an awful amount of detentions after all. The Hippogriff and Dragon had been followed by an eagle for him, and the Ravenclaw crest on the back of her thigh for Rose. The following year the both got a sorting hat quote about Ravenclaw (Ravenclaw, if you have a ready mind), Scorpius' around his other bicep and Roses' under her breast, Scorpius had held her hand but not looked through the procedure. He would admit it was incredibly tempting, in the end his fear of Roses' temper won over his libido. She had kept he rhair short since fifth year, siting that it wa smuch easier to maintain this way since her had inheirited her mother unruly curls. The temptation to run his hands through them was beyond words sometimes, when Rose did things like straighten his tie. It drove him nuts, when she straighten his tie, all he wanted her to do was yank it and kiss him. This was why he wasn't a Gryffindor, he was a bloody coward underneath it all. Under all the tattoes and piercing he had managed to inheirit the malfoy genes of cowardice.

"There," Scorpius said laying down the quill, "All edited, Rose," Rose was lying on her bed dosing like a cat in the sun as he went over her tranfiguration homework for simple clarity. Rose grinned at him, sleepily. His heart flipped over as she ran her hand through her short curls.

"Thanks Scorpius, hey wanna see something surprising?" She sat up, knees pulled to her chest, head laying on them. He nodded, she held out her hand to him, he took it, and openned her closed palm ignoring the butterflies buliding up in his stomach at her touch. A head girl badge sat nestled into her palm.

"Snap," He said quietly, digging into his own pocket and putting his head boy badge into her palm so that they sat there nestled as a pair.

"Wow, old Flitwick must have had an anerusym this year to pick us, we aren't exaclty phamplet material are we?" He laughed, at the look of disbelief on her face.

"you don't think he'll make us take all our piercings out do you?" She asked, concerned, fiddling with her nose ring, having put the badges on her bed spread.

"Nah, he can't, I checked before we got them," She grinned at him, he was doomed.

"You know," She said, flopping back on to the bed as Scorpius got comfortable on the blanket box at the end of her bed. Rather than answer, he just raised his eyebrows. She threw a pillow at him.

"Stop that, Anyway, I was thinking, I am a bit disappointed in Dad," Oh good merlin, what on earth was she on about now? He threw the pillow back at her with the ease that came from years of being chaser for Ravenclaw.

"Why?" She sent the pillow flying back to him with a simple flick of her wand. Stupid non-verbal spells.

"Time was when Dad wouldn't even let a boy in the house. Let alone my room, with the said boy being a malfoy. Surely by now your ears should be somewhere in your arse. Just for thinking about coming in the house," She always had been a bit of a drama queen, Scorpius reflected thinking about the nasty bat boogey curse she had sent at Eliza Finnegan when she 'broke up' with Kie. They hadn't even really been together, Kie and Eliza had been at that horrible oh we like each other what do we do about it phase, when Eliza went to Hogsmeade with James Potter. Reflecting back that really had been over the top.

"You're exaggerating again, Rose, you know Dad has never said anything against your folks, I know he likes Mr Potter. Him and Mrs Potter don't get along but that's mostly cause Mrs Potter got Al that ferret in first year." Scorpius to this day didn't know what his father had against ferrets. But he really, really hated them.

"Dad hates your Dad, we've discussed this, and I won't get into with you again," Wisely, Scorpius shut up. Rose had her non-negotiable face on, his mother also had a facial expression like that. But Roses' was much worse. Rose had managed to get them all studying at OWL time with that look alone, even with the bloody world cup finals that night. No one messed with Rose when she got like that. Al had once informed the boys quietly that his Aunt Hermione had used the same one on Uncle Ron and his dad at school to get them to study. A look to get the chosen one, one of the strongest wizards in the world (he defeated bloody Voldemort after all) with a look. After that Scorpius and the rest had treated the look with the respected it deserved.

"I cannot believe Flitwick choose us, Sam and Kie are going to flip their shit when the find out. Gods, there goes our reputation as the bad arses of Ravenclaw," Rose said laughing, throwing the badge into the air and catching it.

"How your 'rents take it?" He asked in reply to this. Rose sobered up immediately,

"Mum cried, you know, since she did her seventh year late, and Dad didn't even finish. They both teared up, it was really horrifying, I felt as though I was trapped into living up to them. When I don't want too, I just wanna be my own person, stand on my own feet. Instead of being the daughter of one of the saviors of wizarding Britain," Scorpius nodded. He was suddenly eleven again and listening to the whispers that broke out when his named had been called at the sorting ceremony. Malfoy. No one knew who he was but the all assumed. A little clone of his father and Grandfather before him. Merlin forbid he should be someone different. The hat had seen that, seen his thirst to prove himself different, pointed out that his ambition alone was Slytherin enough. But his mind, his mind was brilliant. He had sat on that stool for almost five minutes with that at nattering in his ear about where he should go. He was glad when it called Ravenclaw. It had given him a chance. The first Malfoy ever to not be in Slytherin. Albus had joined him after only two seconds on that damn stool. Rose took even longer to be sorted, before she too joined them, they had bonded that night over being the first from respective families to be in a different house. But secretly they were all pleased. Thats how they had met Sam and Kie, that first night, Sam's mother had been a Ravenclaw, but he didn't know who his father was. Ravenclaw turned out to be close minded enough that that fact alone was grounds to ostracize him. Kie was a muggleborn, whom Rose and Al had met on the train. He had read up on wizarding history and was terrified to meet the son of a known (if reformed) muggle hater. It had taken a week before he stopped shaking around Scorpius. They had started off as outcasts, and had turned into the elite, so he guessed this was just another step on the road to making there own paths.

"What bout yours?" Rose interrupted his thoughts, he shrugged. His mother had cried happy at the turn of events, but at the same time had tried to convince him to take his piercings out. His father had told him in no uncertain terms that he was to take his piercings out. Scorpius had said no, naturally, and it had turned into a fight about up holding the malfoy name. There were times when Scorpius wished his parents had adopted him out rather than make him live up to the bloody family name.

Rose seeing the dark look on his face, decided not to press it. Just patted him on the hand, and went back to throwing the badge into the air.

If you notice in the epilogue in the movie, Albus has a ferret in a cage, I like to think it's a quiet dig at Draco.

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