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House: Ravenclaw

Category: Short Story

Prompts: Lucius/Narcissa, Scorpius Malfoy, Taking a Chance

Word Count (not including AN): 903

This piece is called Take a Chance. Enjoy!

Scorpius took a deep, calming breath as he neared the marble house he called home; Malfoy Manor. It sparkled in the fading sunlight, welcoming dusk that was sure to come soon. The black, spiked gates opened as he approached them, sensing a member of the family. He walked purposefully down the cobble path, ignoring the squawking of pure white peacocks as he passed them.

Today was going to be nerve-wracking. It was the day that he would be telling his grandparents something which he could only hope would go over well with them: He was dating Rose Weasley.

He knew that his grandparents weren't as bad about blood traitors as they were when his dad went to Hogwarts. His dad had told him so. Before, they believed that the entire Wizarding race would be better off without blood traitors in their lives, he had said. Now, even though they no longer treated them like scum, they still didn't like them. They believed that it would be a total disgrace for a Malfoy to befriend one, let alone date one.

He would just have to hope.

He stopped in front of the massive double-doors, pushing them open with a moment of hesitation. Stepping inside, he took another shuddering breath, and walked as slowly as possible, trying to stall the moment when he would enter the dining room, where his family would be having dinner with his grandparents to celebrate his coming of age. However, time always seems to speed up as you approach something you're dreading. Too soon he arrived at yet another set of doors, these ones leading to the dining area. He paused at the door, steeling himself for what was about to come. Scorpius turned the knob and swung it open.

Scorpius' mother, father, grandfather, and grandmother were all already seated at the table. They all looked up as he entered the room.

"Scorpius," said Scorpius' father, Draco. "Finally! Now we can start dinner. House-elves!" The little servants to the Malfoy family came hurrying into the room, carrying wobbling trays of food high above their heads. Scorpius was served a wide array of food, all of them his favorites. He picked up his fork and knife and slowly started to eat.

For a minute, the only sounds to be heard were the clinking and scraping of utensils on plates as everyone ate.

"So, Scorpius," asked his grandmother, Narcissa. She had a pale, pointed face and dirty blonde hair. "How is school going?"

"Good," Scorpius replied dully, not really interested in the conversation.

"Don't let the Mudbloods get you down," said Lucius, his grandfather, with a smile. His pale white face was slightly sunken from years of serving in Azkaban and his silvery blonde hair, so much like Scorpius and his father's, was slightly more unkempt than the years before. Scorpius' mother, Astoria, gave a slight cough at her seat next to his father.

As she wasn't a Malfoy by blood, she was not allowed to oppose her parents-in-law, and, therefore, not allowed to voice her opinion on Muggleborns. She was a Slytherin while she was in school, but one of the good ones, like Scorpius' Aunt Andromeda. She didn't mind Muggleborns or blood traitors all that much, luckily for Scorpius. He was almost positive that she wouldn't be too furious when he made the big announcement.

As the adults talked and dined, Scorpius sat in a nervous silence, quietly eating his meal. He knew the moment would have to come soon.

A few minutes later, everyone had finished their dinner and was moving onto dessert, a delicious assortment of ice-cream, when Narcissa clinked her spoon on her glass and stood up. "I propose a toast," she announced, picking up her goblet and raising it into the air. "Are there any words you would like to say, Scorpius? After all, this is your celebration." She sat back down, having already gotten everyone's attention.

Scorpius gulped as all eyes landed on him. It was now or never.

"Er - yes, actually. I have an announcement to make." he said. "Er - I am - er - uhh, actually - er - I'mdatingRoseWeasley." He said the last part in a rush, hoping against hope that if they heard it faster it would go over better.

"What was that, son?" asked Draco, his expression concerned at Scorpius' state. Scorpius bit his lip.

"I'm dating Rose Weasley." he said loudly and clearly.

They stared at him. He waited. Finally, they broke into wide smiles.

"About time!" exclaimed Lucius, the person who Scorpius thought would be most mad about it. "Yes, I quite agree. What took you so long?" asked Narcissa, walking over and enveloping him in a warm hug. His parents just looked over the scene with smiles on their faces.

"Wait," said Scorpius, confused. He gently released himself from his grandmother's embrace. "So, you're not mad?"

"Mad? Why would we be mad that you finally got the girl that you've been chasing after for so long?" asked Lucius.

"Well - I just thought -" muttered Scorpius, feeling stupider by the minute.

"You thought that since she was part of the Weasley family that we wouldn't like her?" asked Draco, smiling at his son's logic. "We're all already over all that nonsense, right, Tori?" His mother nodded. "We're perfectly fine with you dating Rose," she said, "as long as you're happy."

And so Scorpius learned that sometimes, you just have to take a chance.