"Scorpius, come on

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, this is just for my own twisted entertainment.

Summary: DH SPOILER! A sequel to Brill (and The First Meeting), but you don't have to read those two to understand this one. This is set much farther in the life of the new HP gen. Scorpius Malfoy runs away from home with best friend Alexander Boyle. Scorpius/Rose

A/N: Sooooo… onto my third chappie and… no reviews yet : (

Oh well, here's a little update. Any reviews would be HIGHLY appreciated.

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Scorpius laid his cards down just as Zander's exploded into his face. Scorpius, grinned, amused, and reached for the cigarette, but Zander snatched it up first, breathing it in deeply before blowing out a stream of smoke.

When Scorpius glared at him he shrugged, "I needed that more than you did."

Scorpius tugged out the box and pressed his thumbs into the cardboard, holding it up to his nose and closing his eyes. The smell of his father, holding up one of his own cigarettes and a glass of whiskey, sitting wearily in his study. Once he'd been tucked in, young Scorpius snuck back out that time, he remembered his curiosity. He'd never seen his dad looking so defeated. He squeezed in through the crack and toddled over to Draco.

"Daddy?" Scorpius had asked innocently, tugging on his shoulder. Draco's face was frightening and Scorpius had then cringed back, taking in the sunken features and gaunt expression. He reached out his arms and Draco lifted him onto his lap, and Scorpius hugged him with all the strength his six-year-old arms could muster.

"I love you Daddy," he whispered, hoping his dad would come back to him.

Slowly but surely, Draco returned the embrace, engulfing Scorpius in his arms and murmuring with whiskey tainted breath, "I love you too Scorpius," and buried his head in Scorpius' beautiful blond hair. What had happened to them?

"Hello… ? Hola? Konichiwa? Aloha? Something?" Zander said, waving his hand in front of Scorpius' face

"What?"

"You spaced out for forever."

Scorpius shook his head, setting down the pack and leaning back, "Oh, sorry."

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, what are you, my mother?" Scorpius replied jokingly, trying to shake off the feeling of guilt that currently seeped into his veins, "I'm bored, that's all."

"Want to race?" Scorpius thought of brooms, so carefully kept, lying in disarray covered in dust and stray twigs. Most of them gifts from his father. He felt an odd twinge inside and shook his head.

"Nah, not really."

"So… this is it? Hanging out… smoking? This is what we ran for?"

"Peace, and quiet" Scorpius said with a sigh, leaning back and closing his eyes, "I came for the silence."

"You would… freak." Scorpius could feel his standing up from the mattresses. "Any shower in this joint? I feel like I haven't bathed in ages."

"No wonder you stank like dead dog or something," Scorpius commented, eyes still closed.

"I'm gonna go try and take a bath, be right back." Scorpius nodded, chuckling when he heard Zander's strangled yelps of: "OH MY GOD THE WATER'S FREAKING GREEN!" and then "OH MY GOD THE WATER'S FREAKING COLD!" Still bored, Scorpius toyed with a small silver locket that sat on his chest, his parents on one side and his grandparents on the other. As he opened and closed it, he felt tiny pinpricks of warmth and he frowned. Sitting up he opened his eyes and examined it. Slowly, cautiously, he pulled out his wand and pointed it at the locket, "Ostendare." Immediately a gold capsule around the locket was revealed, pulsing lightly. Mouth falling open he ripped it of, yelling, "ZANDER! Get your stuff, we have to go!"

The sound of water ceased and Zanders wet head appeared, "What's wrong?"

"Just get the hell out of there and help me!" Scorpius yelled, stuffing the Exploding Snap cards back into his pack and retying it to his broom, and shoving the cigarette down his pocket. Soon Zander stumbled out of the bathroom dressed in the same clothes as before, only they now were sopping wet.

"Didn't have a towel," he muttered, crouching to retie his own pack, and he glared at Scorpius, "Mind telling me what's going on?"

Scorpius looked out the door anxiously before tossing the locket to the floor and swinging his legs on the broom, "I'll explain later, come on!" Once they had flown into the woods Scorpius rolled of his broom mid-flight, collapsing onto the ground and panting as the broom crashed into a tree and fell. Zander was immediately beside him, pulling him to a sitting position, angry, confused and plain scared, hissing, "You want to tell me what's going on?"

Scorpius ducked his head, his vision swimming as he burned with shame.

"Scorpius, what's going on!" he asked again, grabbing Scorpius' shoulders and shaking him.

"It's my father," he murmured, keeping his eyes steady on the ground, "He put a tracking spell on my locket… you know the one. He's really close by."

"How… what…" Zander sank back onto the damp ground, water dripping from his messy hair, and then his voice was hurt, "I can't believe… How does he dare… I…"

"Sorry, I know it took you ages to find that place," Scorpius said quietly, still staring at the dirt.

"It's not your fault," Zander said finally, and scooted beside Scorpius, "It's this whole thing, it's driving me insane. We shouldn't be the ones running away, they should."

"They who?"

"Those filthy mudbloods and muggles, blaming us for every tiny thing that goes wrong in their lives."

"True… I wish they all just dropped dead," Scorpius spat, digging the heels of his shoes into the ground. Suddenly they hear the unmistakable sound of a speeding broom and approached the edge of the forest, just close enough to see.

Draco leaned forward on the broom, not as swift as he'd once been, but still very fast, barely aware of his wife who held on to his waste, shivering. He wore a fierce look on his face, wand held out, and Scorpius could see the golden sparks growing brighter and brighter as they neared the tiny house. Crashing onto the ground both Draco and Olivia forgot all about the broom, discarding in favor of their own feet as they ran into the house.

"Scorpius? Scorpius!" came Olivia's strangled cry, and Scorpius looked away cringing.

"Draco… Draco, look!"

"That ungrateful little… why would he take it off! I told him to keep it on! That was all I ever asked of him, to keep the bloody locket on!"

Olivia sniffed, "You think he found out?

A clinking sound as the locket was dropped to the floor, "Honestly, I do." Draco sounded so, so tired. So old.

"But why? Why would he do this? He was so happy Draco! What could've gone wrong?"

"I… I don't know," Draco said, defeated.

Olivia ran out of the house, "SCORPIUS! PLEASE COME BACK! SCORPIUS!" And then Scorpius was shaking, his arms reaching out. Zander was in tears, pulling him back with all his strength, wishing jealously his own parents were there instead.

Olivia's eyes were red with worry, and she could scarcely hold herself as she screamed one last time, "SCORPIUS!" before Draco ran after her, pressing her sobbing form tightly to his chest as they both crumpled to the floor. As fast as he could Zander grabbed Scorpius' arms roughly and pulled him back, further and further into the forest until they could no longer hear the Malfoys, but it was no use. Scorpius couldn't stop shaking, biting his lip until he drew blood, silent tears rolling down his cheeks. Angrily he wiped them off and shouted, "I want them to all DROP DEAD!" And then he was a blubbering mass of boy, trying so hard to be man. Zander thought of his own parents and black hate filled his mind. The Malfoys had tracked down their precious son, had followed him to the middle of nowhere, had screamed and sobbed for him. And where were the Boyles? Where were his parents? He had no sympathy for Scorpius, only envy. You're so lucky, he thought, I wish they would drop dead, and then you'd be just like me.

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So.. a little intense, made me all teary-eyed just writing this tiny little tidbit… so yea? Reviews? Please? : (

Note: constructive criticism, and/or plot ideas are more than welcome, and in fact if you can, do leave those, but even a simple "yes, I liked it" or "no I didn't" is okay

Second Note: I wasn't even planning on having that happen, the whole parents thing… thoughts on that?