Author's Notes - Er, hello there. Another chapter! Shock horror, I've kept something going! Go me! Anyhow, this is probably going to be a very short chapter, I have coursework to do . . .

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"No, Scorp, leave me be!" A muffled moan groaned from under an silky emerald colooured duvet, "Go ask someone else."

Scorpius emmitted a sigh, followed by a swift poke to Al's cushioned side, "Get up lazy, it's breakfast."

Al, at the mention of possible food did roll down the crinkled duvet to glance over at his friend, frowning slightly. Scorpius himself was fully dressed, leaning casually against the dank dungeon walls, a trademark smirk plastered on his face.

"Yes breakfast. C'mon, I'm sure you could do with some more food after eating so little last night." Mockingly he swooned, then pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose again, "You're going to miss the post if you don't come soon. Davies has already left."

Al groaned again, his hands lazily slapping the duvet. Grudgingly, he replied, "Fine, I'm gonna get up."

Scorpius nodded, making his way to leave via the steep ascending staricase, "See you in a minute, mon petit copain."

Al mustered all the strength he could to lob one silky embroidered pillow in his friends direction, making a non-commital grunt as it missed Scorpius. He could have sworn he heard the pale boy snort as he left. Al just groaned, then heaved his legs out of the warm bed and onto the chilly flagstones below, cursing under his breath.

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Breakfast was a rather noisy affair, first years and owl's alike causing much disruption to the usually peacefull breakfasts they had at Hogwarts. Al and Scorpius sat together as normal, facing the rest of the Hall from their position. As normal, Al gulped down a full English, while Scorpius thinly spread marmalade on a slice of crisp white toast. Scorpius' fabulous snowy owl Eirlya arrived first, nibbling on Al's hash brown as Scorpius un-knotted a newspaper and a small parcel from her scarly feet. As soon as this was done she hooted in appreciation before swiftly flying off to the Owlery.

Al glared as she left, "Why does your owl always leave bloody feathers on my plate? She's ruined my hash browns!" He moaned, poking at the said hash brown to the otherside of his plate.

Scorpius laughed a little, "That's never seemed to bother you before. Al, you of all people would probably eat anything as long as it vaguely resembled food."

"Shuddup."

"I'd love to."

A silence fell between them, Scorpiuss bony hands propping up the Daily Prophet on a toast rack, Al trying to barter with fellow fifth years for a hash brown off their plates. Eventually he managed to get one, and wolfed it down, much to Scorpius' amsuement whom peeked over the side of his paper to observe.

"Finished?" Scorpius enqquired, folding his Daily Prophet into a neat rectangle, stuffing it in his jacket pocket.

"Yeah, stuffed," Al heaved off his seat, rubbing his stomach, "Walk?"

Scorpius nodded, slidding out of the bench himself. He swiftly buttoned up his jacket with a pair of pale hands, then they both made their way down towards to Entrance Hall among the throng of students.

It was a crisp autumn morning that greeted them on the grounds of the castle. Al inhaled and exhaled deeply, taking in the wonder of the Scottish air. Scorpius walked by his side as they made their way down to the lake. Their feet made a pattern in the dewy grass, footprints side by side in a neat line.

Scorpius broke the silence, "So, what lessons have you picked? I forgot to ask."

Sighing slightly, Al replied, "I chose Ancient Runs, sadly."

"God, same," Scorpius replied, kicking a rather large stone beneath his foot, "Father said it would be good for me. Doing Divination?"

"Yeah, and Care of Magical Creatures," Al sighed, "Dunno why Divination, it sounds kinda dodgy from what my dad said. It was my Uncle who persuaded me, he said you can just sleep through lessons."

Scorpius chuckled, "I was forced into choosing it by mother, who insists she has Seer blood in her family."

They continued this chat about their lessosn, concluding that their first lesson tomorrow would be spent together in Divnation far up in the North Tower. Al gulped at this, his feet clumsily trpiping up on a boulder. He hadn't told anyone besides Scorpius that he posessed a slight fear of heights. Scrap that, a major fear of heights. North Tower didn't seem all too appealing what with the rope ladder Scorpius had just started drawling on about.

"Hey look Scorp, there's Rose," Al smiled at his cousin, who waved back at him as she and a few of her friends scrambled down the rocky path to the lake, "C'mon, I'm gonna go say hi."

Al darted across the rocky terrain, leaving Scorpius to groan and carefully make his way across, pale hair obscuring his face. He eventually made it over to where Al, Rose and a couple of her friends were sitting by his and Al's usual lounging spot. He sighed once more, then made to join them grudgingly. He hadn't entirely planned on spending his Sunday sitting with a bunch of giggling girls.

"Hey Rose, what're you taking this year?" Al asked his cousin, "You doing Divination?"

Rose giggled, nudging one of her friends with an elbow, "Silly Al, remember what my mum said about Divination?"

"'Waste of bloody time', if I'm quoting her correctly," Al chuckled, "It was your dad who told me to do it!"

"God, really?" She sighed, still giggling, "You doing the same subjects then?" She looked at both Al and Scorpius when she said this, leaning back on the grass.

Al replied first, "Yeah, well, we're both doing the same but Scorp's doing Ancient Runes and I chose Muggle Studies."

Scorpius smirked vaguely, choosing to cover his mouth with a velvety sleeve, while Rose babbled on about which subjects she was taking.

"Well, I had to choose Arithmancy, obviously, and Ancient Runes. I'm also doing Muggle Studies and Astronomy," She took a deep breath, "I hope I enjoy them all, it is a shame to miss out on Hagrid's lessons, but I just don't have enough space on my timetable."

Al and Scorpius looked a little taken aback at this, then one of Rose' friends piped up, "Ooh! Albus, are you doing Divination?" She gasped, her bunched black plaits bouncing.

"Um, yeah," Al grinned sheepishly, "You doing it to, Anjana?"

"Jana," she corrrected him, giggling to her other friend, "Yes I am. I hope I see you there!"

Al smiled awkwardly as Rose scowled at her friend. Seeing the perfect opportunity to take their leave, he nudged Scorpius' bony arm.

"Hey, Scorp, let's go see Hagrid," He suggested, raising his eyebrows for only his friend to see.

Scorpius hesitated, then replied sharpishly, "Yeah, let's."

They pushed themselves off the grassy floor and dusted stray bits of nature off their coats and jeans. Both bid goodbye to Rose and the other two girls and made their way swiftly from the spot. Once they were clear of them, Al regained his breath and started laughing. Scorpius stood next to him, unsure of what exactly to say. Personally he thought it looked like Al might be having an asthma attack, but when Al started spluttering about something, Scorpius sighed.

Al eventually regained his normal face, standing up straight and staring over to the lake, a smile still with him.

"I think the Patil girl likes me, Scorp," He smiled, "God I'm popular."

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Author's Notes - That's really short, isn't it? Ah well, next chapter will be up soon. Reviews are loved so much. :)