Chapter Three: I'll Try To Remember.
(Second Year)
It was a chilly October as Scorpius and Rose stood on the Quidditch field. The Ravenclaw team needed two chasers, one seeker, and a keeper. Scorpius was trying out for seeker while Rose had set her sights on becoming Ravenclaw's next chaser. The only competition Scorpius had for the position was Oliver Anello. He looked about the same as Scorpius except for his shaggy black hair and had the arrogance of a Gryffindor.
The captain of the Ravenclaw team, a 5th year brunette by the name of Iris Swanson was standing in front of the students trying out, her arm folded across her chest. "Alright now, Scorpius Malfoy, Oliver Anello. Your up."
Scorpius nodded and walked forward onto the pitch, his Nimbus 2020 in his hand. He mounted his broom and looked over at Oliver. He gave Scorpius a cocky grin. "May the best man win," Oliver murmured.
"Oh I will," Scorpius stated under his breath.
"On my mark. Ready, set, go!"
Iris blew her whistle and Scorpius and Oliver set off. One of the beaters for the team, Aiden Couget, had released a snitch for them to catch. The first one to catch the snitch made the team. Scorpius began searching the pitch for a slight hint of gold. He could hear the cheers for both he and Oliver from down below, most for Oliver. From the corner of his eye, Scorpius noticed a slight gleam of gold.
Quickly, he veered his broom to the right and began in pursuit of the snitch. Oliver seemed to catch on with what Scorpius was doing and followed him. The snitch was fluttering a few feet from them at this moment. Oliver moved quickly and he and Scorpius were now neck and neck. Scorpius held out his arm and began picking up speed, keeping his eyes on the snitch at all times.
He bumped Oliver off to the side and grabbed the fluttering snitch in his hand. Scorpius flashed him a triumphant grin and made his way back to the ground where Iris was beaming at him. "Looks like we found our seeker," she exclaimed proudly.
Aiden Couget and the other beater, Victor Harmon, clapped him on the back and Rose flashed him a smile. Scorpius followed them to a bench where they began to watch the chaser tryouts. "Rose Weasley, Eleanor Kirshe, and Steven Eyre; you're up next."
"Who do you thinks going to make it Vick," Aiden whispered to Victor.
"The red head might. Her family has a history of great Quidditch players, mainly for the Gryffindor team. Her aunt was a member of the Holyhead Harpies. As for Ellie, theirs really no way she'd make it. She has no balance on foot, so what makes you think she will on a broom? John might though."
"Ginerva Potter?"
"That's her."
"You don't say. Isn't her dad Ron Weasley?"
"Yeah, Ron 'Weasley is Our King' Weasley."
Aiden let out a low whistle. "She's up now. Let's see how good she is."
Scorpius looked to see Rose push off from the ground and toss the quaffle between her and the other chaser, Chris Eyre. She was quickly approaching the goal posts where Iris was circling. Rose had given Chris a slight nod as he passed her the quaffle and she began to make her way towards the middle post. Iris followed where Rose was going and with a red blur, the quaffle had made its way through the right goal post.
"Can't believe Iris fell for that," Aiden muttered in awe.
"Just dumb luck," Victor replied.
"Seemed pretty well thought out," Scorpius said his eyes still on Rose who was making her way to the goal posts again.
"Somewhat. She'll probably do it again," Aiden said with a yawn.
Rose made her way to the left goal post and was staying right in front of Iris. She moved her way to the right and Iris did the same. Rose than tossed the Quaffle through the goal post, towards the left and right past Iris's head. "Not bad," Victor said with a grin. "Looks like she has her aunt's talent."
Iris blew her whistle and Rose, Ellie, Steven, and she all landed on the pitch. "Great job everyone. Now we only have two spots open, but it is safe to say that Rose Weasley and John Eyre are our new Chasers," she announced proudly beaming at them.
The rest of the team let out a round of applause for their new recruits. Scorpius made his way over to Rose. "You were incredible," he stated.
Rose's cheeks and ears flushed with pleasure. "Thanks. So were you!"
"You both were," Iris said nodding. "The other teams don't have the kind of talent ours does."
"That's for sure," Chris said as he had his brother John in a headlock.
Rose had giggled at their behavior and was beaming from ear to ear. "Let's go up to the common room to celebrate," Victor suggested and Aiden nodded excited.
Iris laughed. "Sure thing."
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Scorpius sat working on Professor Longbottom's assignment on Mandrakes. Occasionally he'd shift his gaze up towards where Rose and Marianne were chatting animatedly with Chris and John Eyre. He turned back to his paper and heard Marianne let out one of her infamous high-pitched giggles. Scorpius groaned and rolled his eyes. He placed his things back into his bag and made his way over to an empty table in the corner, secluded from most people. "Mind if I joined you?"
He looked up to see Rose grinning at him. "What happened with your conversation with Marianne and the Eyre brothers," Scorpius asked as she took a seat.
"Ah you know Marianne. She flirts with pretty much every boy in the school," Rose rolled her eyes. "Besides her laugh was getting on my nerves," she added in a whisper.
Scorpius laughed. "I'm pretty sure most people feel that way."
"All except for John."
He looked over at their blonde friend who was talking to the black haired chaser. A coy smile was on her face. Scorpius snorted and turned back to Rose. She chuckled softly and looked over at a nearby calendar. "Your birthday's coming up," she said smiling thoughtfully.
Scorpius groaned. He hated his birthday with a passion. When he was little, he was told by his grandmother that he was growing up to resemble his father quite well. Than they would go onto rebuilding the Malfoy family name. He scowled and folded his arms. "What's wrong," Rose asked concerned.
"I'm not exactly the biggest fan of birthdays," he muttered.
Rose frowned at him. "Why not?"
"You know why," he grumbled returning to his essay.
"Yes, but you should know that you'll only be like your father if you aspire to be," she hissed, frustrated.
"You told me that," he said weakly only to find that Rose had walked away. "And I'll try to remember."
Author's Note: Thanks again to Dramione-Fan 17 and Draco dormiens nunguam titilla for your reviews. I know this chapter is a tad shorter than usual and the next one might be as well. But the story will pick-up in the next chapter I promise that. Also, if I get a lot of reviews the next chapter will be out soon.
