Hi to all my readers! This is chapter 6... and I know it has been over a week! I am SO SORRY. I've had a lot on my plate. This weekend for me is a three-day weekend, so I'll write up some more chapters then too. Thanks Arabella for reminding me to update!
Okay, I recently read a Jily fanfic that told their story through writing letters and passing notes. I was inspired to write a chapter consisting of just notes passed. I'll just put the initials before each note so you guys don't get confused. This is on the same day as the last chapter, but it starts after lunchtime.
Here we go:
Saturday, September 23, 2023
Heads' Common Room
Free Period
R.W: I'm sorry.
S.M: Resorting to passing notes, are we?
R.W: Well... I'm sorry.
S.M: It's fine.
R.W: Are you sure? 'Cause I feel terrible for yelling at you when you didn't deserve it and-
S.M: Merlin, don't turn into mush, Weasley.
R.W: 'Kay then.
25 Minutes Later
R.W: Can I borrow your History of Magic notes?
S.M: Do you honestly think I would write notes for that dreadful class?
R.W: But... how do you pass the tests, then?
S.M: Easy. I memorize the textbook. Besides, since when have you cared about classes, especially History of Magic?
R.W: McGonagall says that if I don't pass all the classes by winter break, she's giving me a tutor.
S.M: And this is a problem because...?
R.W: I hate tutors!
S.M: Weird. Weasley, can I ask you something?
R.W: You're already asking, but go on.
S.M: Why did you apologize? You've never apologized before.
R.W: Oh, I- well, you see-
S.M: Are we friends?
R.W: ...
S.M: Weasley?
R.W: Yes, I suppose so.
S.M: Well, time for that History of Magic test.
History of Magic Class: TEST
A.P: Scorp, you done yet?
S.M: I've been done for the past half-hour, Albus. I thought I was the only one.
A.P: Nah, Rose finished too.
S.M: How?! Last period, she was asking for my History of Magic notes.
A.P: We're supposed to take notes?!
S.M: ... Anyways, Weasley apologized.
A.P: And you forgave her, I presume?
S.M: Yep.
A.P: You realize she rarely ever apologizes to anyone. Wait, what happened to Operation Friendship?
S.M: Yeah, Weasley and I are friends now.
A.P: You guys are friends, but still call each other by your surnames?
S.M: Right... I'll work on that.
A.P: You do consider her just a friend, right?
S.M: Of course!
A.P: And that's why you're blushing?
S.M: Shut it, Potter.
After Heads' Rounds
In the Heads' Common Room
R.W: I cannot believe I had to give my own cousin detention!
S.M: Well, it's Potter's fault for snogging a little too much. I had to give Albus plenty of detentions in fifth and sixth year because he could not control his hormones. Ugh, Potters.
R.W: But Albus is your mate! Lily is my cousin!
S.M: Tomay-to, tomah-to.
R.W: But, Malfoy... Lily will never forgive me.
S.M: Isn't it weird that we're friends but we don't call each other by our first names?
R.W: Okay, let me try it. Er... Scorp- wait, how do you spell your name again?
S.M: Are you serious?
R.W: No, that's James, my cousin.
S.M: (That joke is too old.) My name isn't even that hard to spell.
R.W: (Nope, it's eternal.) Is it I-O-S or I-U-S?
S.M: (Merlin, no.) S-C-O-R-P-I-U-S.
R.W: (Merlin, YES.) Scorpius?
S.M: Yes, Roze?
R.W: Oh, shut it. You know how to spell my name.
S.M: Is it with a S or a Z?
R.W: You are so stupid.
S.M: Right back at ya, Rozie.
Sunday, September 24, 2023
The Great Hall
Breakfast
S.M: Morning Albus. Ready for Quidditch trials?
A.P: Of course I am! The question is, are you? Will you rebel and cheer for your new friend, Rose Weasley, or show house pride and support your best mate, Albus Potter?
Scorp?
Why are you so quiet?
Did I say something?
S.M: You consider me your best mate?
A.P: Of course I do! Why wouldn't I?
S.M: Because I'm a Malfoy and you're a Potter.
A.P: Don't be silly, Scorp. Our dads are best mates, too! Even if they weren't, who cares? I'm already a Slytherin, it doesn't matter anymore.
S.M: Haha, yeah.
A.P: Okay, now the nerves about these trials are kicking in. What if none of the players are good enough? What if no one tries out? What if-
S.M: First of all, you are Albus Potter. You will literally search every little bit of this castle for the perfect player. Second of all, everyone will try out. You are a Potter. Third of all, you should ask me something. It helps.
A.P: 'Kay, er... what does your dad think about my dad?
S.M: Well, he respects him rather deeply. My dad was a coward in those days and never stood up against Voldemort to defend himself and his parents. He hated Voldemort, maybe even more than your dad, and regretted never standing up. But we are Slytherins. We don't have that Gryffindor bravery.
A.P: What do you want to work as after we leave Hogwarts?
S.M: I don't know. I doubt I will get many chances, being a Malfoy, so maybe I'll just open a small shop and sell books or something like that.
A.P: Scorpius, you have the brains and the ambition to do whatever the hell you want. Don't spend your life in a dusty old shop pretending to be happy. Don't you want to settle down with a girl and have kids?
S.M: Who would want to marry me? Besides, I don't need love. Being in a relationship ties you down.
A.P: I'm going to ignore that completely wrong statement for now, but it shall be brought up again later. Anyways, next question: Why were you surprised when I called you my best mate?
S.M: I've always considered myself a loner. But now I realize that I really am not. I'm friends with Weas-I mean Rose, best mates with you, and on terrible terms with the rest of the world. All in all, I've done pretty well for a Malfoy.
A.P: Crap, breakfast is over. C'mon, it's time for trials.
S.M: I'll watch the trials for moral support.
A.P: You won't be just watching it...
Slight cliffhanger, and that is it! I'm sorry this chapter is short, but I wanted to post up something before I get to the real action. I also REALLY wanted to write a passing-note chapter. This is just a little filler before the Quidditch trials for Slytherin and Gryffindor, Heads meeting, and a visit to Hogsmeade.
Thanks for reading! Review, favorite, follow, rate... bye!
