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Scorpius felt his heart drop halfway to the floor. Hufflepuff? He was in Hufflepuff.
He shakily stood to his feet and strode to the house table. His house table. Plopping down in the nearest chair, Scorpius clutched the edge of the table to steady himself. He felt a mixture of horror and excitement flowing through his veins. Horror at what his family would think of such a thing, excitement at getting what his heart truly wanted.
A bead of sweat rolled down Scorpius brow and he realized just how nervous he had bee. His heart was still pounding. He sucked in a deep breath, desperate to clam his nerves before he completely panicked.
It would be ok, he told himself. It couldn't be that big of a deal. Yet while Scorpius tried to reassure himself, a silver of a doubt nagged at the back of his mind. He was a Malfoy. Malfoys were supposed to be in Slytherin.
"Congrats, Malfoy!" a cheery voice said from next to him. Scorpius looked up and saw the Scamander twins sitting on either side of him.
"We're in Hufflepuff!" Lysander exlamed happily clapping Scorpius on the back. Scorpius managed a small smile despite the queasy sensations currently residing in his stomach,
"I was so worried we'd end up in Ravenclaw, like mum." Lorcan remarked. His blue eyes were wide with joy and Scorpius wished he could share in their enthusiasm "We are nowhere near as smart as she is."
As Lorcan finished talking Albus name was called out and the hat shouted again "Hufflepuff"
"We all made it!" Lorcan grinned and looked at the group of new hufflepuffs Samantha, Scorpius, Albus and his twin.
As Lorcan sat down professor McGonnagal started to give the welcoming speech where she went over the rules and guidelines of the school. When she finishedand the feast began, Samantha gasped as the table immediately filled with endless plates of food.
"Thank the heavens, I'm starving." Lysander breathed, grabbing a plate of roast chicken.
"How're you doing, Samantha?" Lorcan, his twin, inquired as he passed her a platter of roast beef.
"I'm well." Samantha answered politely.
"have you been properly acquainted with Malfoy here?" Lorcan asked, gesturing to the boy next to him. Samantha let out a chuckle and nodded.
As Lorcan was talking to Samantha and Scorpius Albus turned to Lysander "How are your parents?"
"Mum and dad are well and they are going on a trip to America while we're away."
""That's nice" Remarked Albus. "I haven't seen them since last Christmas."
"Yes, we've been busy this year." Lorcan jumped in from the opposite side of Scorpius. "But we're talking about having a week-long party next summer and having everyone over."
"Oh that would be fun!" Albus commented between mouthfuls of his third pumpkin pastry. Before either of the twins could respond, a ghost floated onto the seat next to Rose.
"Hello, fist years." The ghost greeted them in a friendly manner
"Are you the fat friar?" Lysander implored excitedly. "My mother's told me so much about you."
"Yes, that would be me." The ghost answered, puffing its otherworldly chest out proudly. "Fat Friair of Hufflepuff." Samantha almost laughted at the astonished, but thrilled look plastered all over both of the twin faces.
"What's it like being dead?" Lorcan asked. Fat Friar dawned a surprised look at such a question.
"Rather lifeless." The ghost answered drolly. Lorcan and Lysander burst into laughter and the ghost beamed at their reaction.
The Fat Friar looked around the table taking everyone in with some pride when her eyes fell on a boy with blond hair "A Malfoy in Hufflepuff?" gasped the Fat Friar. "What is this school coming to?" she shook her head ruefully. "I'll be hearing the Bloody Baron moan and groan about this for ages." Scorpius felt a blush creep up his face.
He was beginning to feel less and less welcome in this House by the second. Perhaps he wouldn't fit in here after all. Scorpius wondered if he should talk to the headmistress about switching to Slytherin.
Still, there was the matter of Samantha. Scorpius had taken one look into her eyes and instantly felt a stirring in his stomach they were the most beautiful things he'd ever seen and Scorpius had to quickly avert his gaze to keep from gawking.
There was definetly some upside to being in Hufflepuff.
Scorpius hastlily banished all such thoughts from his head, metally reprimanding himself for thinking such things. About a muggleborn or as his grandfather would call them mudbloods, of all people. If his Father heard, he would die from then shook his head. It wasn't his father he should worry about, but his grandfather. If his grandfather ever found out he would be butchered.
When the feast was complete, Mcgonagall directed the perfects to take the first years to their respective dorms. Scorpius tagged along besides the twin as they followed Samantha, Albus and the prefects down to the Hufflepuff Dormitories.
As they neared what looked like a dead end a prefect turned around and pointed at a barrel "this here is the entrance and to get inside you must say the password loyalty. The password will change every month and will be posted on the notice board."
As the passage opened up the group went inside the Hufflepuff common room. A war fire was crackling merrily in the prodigious fireplace against the back wall. Couches and armchairs were scattered haphazardly around the room, with tables and chairs pushed up against the corners and nooks for studying. The room had a homey. Comforting atmosphere and Scorpius hoped he would make plenty of wonderful memories inside of it.
"First year boys, this way!" a male perfect was saying. Scorpius scurried to join the youngest group of male students and began the ascent up the stairs to the boy's domrs. Taking one last glance over his shoulder into the common room, he caught the eye of Samantha as she left with the girls.
The muggle born met his gaze head on and promptly proceeded to give a small smile and wave in his direction. Scorpius found himself waving back, then hastily turned around.
When the prefects sorted everone into their different rooms, Scorpius found that he was in the same room as Scamander twins and Albus Potter. Another boy by the name Jacob Hamilton was alos rooming with them. He was a bit quiet and mainly kept to himself as the boys unpacked.
"hey Scorpius, is this your owl?" Albus asked as he stuffed the last of his socks into his drawers. He had the bed closest to the window and a large black owl was near by.
"Yes, that's Morgan." Scorpius rel\plied, strolling up to the window still and petting his owl's feathery head.
"You've got a letter's, it seems." Lysander remarked, peaking over his shoulder. Scorpius untied the envelope from the bird's foot and noticed that the stationary was that of the Malfoy family. He gulped nervously as he strode back to his bed and plopped down on the mattress. Opening the envelope, he quickly unfolded the paper and scanned the first letter
"Scorpius, my son.
I hope you're settling well into Slytherin. I know you will enjoy it there. Your mother and I are very proud of you, and we know you will make your House proud as well. You were born to be a Slytherin. Its in your blood. I know its early to be writing you but I wanted to wish you well.
Best of Luck
Your father
Scorpius felt his heartbeat increase as he read the letter over and over again. Tears stung his eyes. He had let his father down. There was no denying that. He then nervously opened the second letter.
Scorpius
By the time you read this letter you should be sorted into Slytherin. Remember not to let me down, and I will not accept anything but first place in all subjects.
Your
Grandfather.
This letter terrified Scorpius, because his grandfather expected him to be in Slytherin, but instead he was in Hufflepuff. His Grandfather was surely going to kill him.
