Everything is J.K. Rowlings. I only claim the plot. Everything else is hers, all the characters and the magic, all of it. Please let me know what you think though, I encourage feed back, just be nice about it!

Gifts Repeated

Scorpius could hardly contain his excitement. Rose and Albus were coming over today to study, it would be the first time he had ever had friends over to his house before. People came to their house all the time to meet with his father or mother, and there were dinner parties or holiday parties where young children attended but Scorpius had never hit it off with any of those children. They were all so boring and obedient and were never interested in reading as Scorpius was.

Christmas had been five days ago. He had received his presents from Eloise, Kathryn, and Justin already and he had sent their off as well. But Albus, Rose, and Scorpius were exchanging their gifts today. Scorpius had never had to buy gifts before and he worried that his friends wouldn't like what he had gotten them. The other three had been fairly easy to buy for. Justin got joke shop toys, Eloise got a stuffed animal that could mimic the sound of any animal, and Kathryn received a Quidditch book, but Rose and Albus were different. Well, Rose more so than Albus. He had tried asking what they wanted before Christmas when they met at Albus' house but no such luck. And by that time, Rose had already said she had bought their presents already.

He continued to pace the living room floor waiting for them to show up. His parents sat easily on the elegant couches: his father reading the paper and his mother writing letters. Having seen Albus' house and his family, Scorpius couldn't help but compare his life to his friends. For one, Albus' house was much smaller, only two stories with a room for each person, a couple bathrooms, a kitchen, and a living room, the basics. Scorpius lived in a manor that had been in his family for centuries with so many bedrooms that he couldn't ever imagine having enough people over to fill them. On top of all the bedrooms, there was a library, a den and office for both his parents, a grand dining room and a simple dining room, a large kitchen, handful of sitting rooms and then the living room; everything screaming of wealth.

Scorpius knew Albus' parents had money but their house seemed normal and cozy, they didn't flaunt it. It wasn't that he was envious of Albus and his family and his house, because he wasn't. He loved his parents terribly and even if they weren't as close as many families. Sure, he would prefer it if his house was smaller but it was still home. Curiosity over what Roses' house looked like was gnawing at him and although she said her parents were slowly warming up to the idea he had yet to be invited over. Harry and Ginny had treated Scorpius kindly and spoke with him over lunch but Scorpius could tell it was mostly out of politeness. James and Lilly, Albus' siblings didn't really give Scorpius a second glance which was fine with him.

After his tenth fretful sigh, Draco finally put his paper down to look at his son. "Scorpius relax. We invited them over for ten and it is only 9:50. And if their parents are anything like they were in school then we should expect to add another ten minutes to the set time. I will not have you give yourself an anxiety attack by continuing to pace the floor for another ten to twenty minutes. Now sit down, I don't see why you are so nervous. They are your friends, aren't they?"

Scorpius knew his father spoke the truth and he gently sat down on a stiff, black, leather armchair nearby. "But what if they don't like my presents?"

Draco rolled his eyes, "Son, I am sure they will love your presents. And exchanging gifts between friends is really all about the thought behind it. I know you put a lot of thought into these gifts because we spent four hours shopping for them. And I'm sure they will love them because of it."

Scorpius simply nodded and tried to calm himself down. Why was he so nervous anyway? His dad was right; Albus and Rose were his best friends. There was nothing to worry about. Now that the worry had subsided, memories of Christmas with his family started to arise again.

His grandparents had come over and Scorpius was sure that they loved him, but they were so stiff and cold. Whenever they were at the house, his father was extremely tense, and so his grandparents didn't come around all that often. Over dinner, Lucius had brought up the topic of school for Scorpius, asking how his classes were and if he was making any friends. Scorpius nodded and began talking about his friends and his favorite classes.

"Rose? Albus? Please tell me these are not the children I am thinking of," Lucius had said aghast.

"I don't know which children you are thinking of grandfather," though Scorpius knew perfectly well. "But Rose and Albus are my best friends."

"What are their full names, dear," Narcissa had asked softly. Scorpius' parents were staring intently at the table; Draco's hands clenched so tightly around his fork that his knuckles had gone white.

Scorpius took a deep breath, bracing himself for the retaliation, "Rose Weasley and Albus Potter." There was silence. During the silence, Scorpius realized that this was the first time he had ever said his friends full names before. It felt odd. After the second of silence, Lucius and Narcissa had erupted in shouting and yelling, which was strange in itself. Draco and Astoria had retaliated, telling them that it was Scorpius' decision who he befriended and they would support him no matter what and if they were unhappy then they should just leave. His grandparents left soon after. That night, Scorpius felt a whole new wave of love for his parents.

Shaking himself out of the memory, Scorpius glanced at the old clock on the wall. They should be arriving any minute now. As if on cue, the fireplace erupted in green smoke and three figures stepped out. Harry Potter had arrived with Albus and Rose. Albus and Rose rushed their blonde friend before even dusting off causing Scorpius to laugh.

"Hello sir," Scorpius said nodding to the Chosen One. While his friends dusted off, they both wore jeans and the famous Weasley sweater, their first initials emblazoned on the front of their chest.

"How are you doing Scorpius?" Harry asked.

"Much better now that we've arrived," Rose giggled taking the words right out of his mouth.

"Draco, Astoria," Harry said as greeting to the other adults. They repeated the gesture and the adults were silent as they watched the children for a moment. "Well, I best be off. Work never stops you know. Just send them on home around dinner time," Harry said hurriedly heading towards the fireplace again.

"Will do," Draco said as he watched his old school rival leave his living room in a burst of green flames.

"Ok, so I say that we should swap presents first," Rose declared taking off her backpack.

"Agreed," Albus said grinning excitedly.

"You can exchange gifts here and then Scorpius can give you the tour before you start your studying," Astoria said from her place on the couch. Scorpius felt like the real reason behind this was that his parents were just as curious about his friends' reactions to the presents as he was.

The children nodded and started handing each other their gifts while discussing what they got the others. When Scorpius mentioned his gifts to the other three Rose gasped horrified and whacked his arm.

"Ow, what was that for?"

"That's what I got them!"

"Wait, seriously?" Scorpius asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I got Eloise the animal noise mimicking stuffed toy, Kathryn that new Quidditch book, and Justin stuff for his joke collection too!"

Scorpius and Albus laughed.

"To be fair I think we all got Justin joke supplies," Albus pointed out as he tried to catch his breath.

"It's not funny, now they are stuck with the exact same gift, and it's not like they can get rid of one of them because that would be rude and would show favoritism," Rose said sternly. This just caused Scorpius and Albus to laugh even harder and collapse on the couch. Rose glared but the ends of her mouth were twitching upward.

"Alright, alright, I'm sure they all thought it was hilarious as we did. Anyway, let's open our gifts," Albus said recovering.

Rose just gave a relenting sigh and nodded. Albus opened his gifts first and cried out with joy at the sight of Roses magical music quill and music sheets and Scorpius' books on how to write music and a guitar cleaning kit. Next, it was Rose's turn. She tore through the blue wrapping paper of Albus' gift quickly and hugged him tight, letting out a squeal, at the sight of her enchanted teapot. She only needed to say the tea brand and it would begin brewing a cup, but it could only do five types of tea, Albus warned her. Scorpius handed her his gift nervously and watched as she opened his delicately wrapped gift. However, instead of a hug or an excited squeal like the one Albus had gotten she started laughing, her bell like laughter ringing throughout the quiet manor.

"What is so funny?" Scorpius asked crossly, this reaction was not what he was expecting; he had put a lot of thought into her gift.

"Just open your gift from me," Rose said through her laughter.

Frowning Scorpius did so and as soon as he saw what was inside his anger and frustration disappeared and he joined Rose, who was now on the floor, laughing. Albus, Draco, and Astoria stared at the two in complete confusion. Frowning Albus picked up the two gifts. They were the exact same: a magical quill that changed its ink color depending on the mood of the writer. He showed the two adults and they too started smiling.

"Ok, from now on you two are doing all of your gift shopping together. You two just think too much alike," Albus declared as he collapsed on the nearby couch.

"I'm glad you got me one of my own, because I planned on stealing yours often," Rose said laughing. "Speaking of stealing...I mean borrowing….are you almost done with the books Kathryn and Eloise got you?" This caused Scorpius to laugh even harder but he nodded while rolling his eyes at his favorite redhead.

"I'll give them to you on the train."

After ten minutes, the three children had finally calmed down enough to put their new gifts away. Red in the face, sides aching, and eyes watery from laughter, Scorpius took his friends on a tour of the house. Their eyes were wide and their mouths hung open as they walked. Scorpius could tell how badly Rose wanted to explore the library and promised that they could hang out there for a few hours later. Finally, they reached his room. It was large with a silk covered King size bed in the corner, a large bookcase on one wall beside a desk that was covered in pieces of parchment and quills. Typically there were clothes thrown over the floor, but knowing he had company coming he had tidied up.

Once there the three collapsed on the floor and began pulling out their books to finish the homework they had started at Albus' house. They passed the time debating the topics for their essays, providing counter-arguments and evidence for and against their chosen topic. This was a typical occurrence when they wrote essays, the three brainstormed off each other by debating the topics before writing anything to be sure that they could cover as many points as possible. It seemed to be working because the trio had yet to make below an O on any of their work. It was because of these debates that Scorpius actually enjoyed doing his homework. A few hours later, Astoria appeared in the doorway letting them know lunch was ready.

Stomachs rumbling they hurried down to the kitchen where casual meals were held. They sat on the barstools and grabbed the sandwiches that had been prepared. Draco was already down there eating. Scorpius and Rose were continuing the argument they had started upstairs over whether the Softening Charm they had just started to cover could be useful in a duel. Astoria, Draco, and Albus ate their sandwiches and watched the two argue. Roses' blue eyes were sparkling with energy, as the debate got more and more intense while Scorpius silver-grey eyes grew stormier and stormier.

"Are they like this often?" Draco asked Albus quietly so as not to interrupt the debate.

"Oh yeah, they argue and debate about everything, gets annoying actually. Do not get them started on tea versus coffee," Albus said shuddering slightly at the thought as he grabbed another sandwich.

"How often does this usually last?" Astoria asked curiously.

Albus shrugged. "Depends on the topic really, sometimes they will take breaks and come back to it in a few days. The tea versus coffee debate has been stopped and resumed at least ten times already."

"So tell us, Albus, how are you enjoying school?" Draco asked turning his attention from the arguing pre-teens to the dark-haired boy. Albus talked with the adults, as Rose and Scorpius' debate fizzled out and soon they too joined in the conversation.

Rose was eager to spend time in the library and so the three brought all of their schoolwork down there and after each homework accomplishment, they spent ten minutes wandering around the immense collection of books. Draco and Astoria had joined them, content just to watch the three interact and laugh slightly at their discussions over the homework.

"You know with this much energy put into your schoolwork, it is no surprise that Scorpius is doing so well," Astoria said smiling. The three smiled up at her from their place on the floor and Scorpius rolled his eyes at his mother.

"Well not only does it make the homework more enjoyable but it is all part of the plan," Scorpius said chuckling.

"The plan?" Draco asked confused. The three froze, horrified at the slip up.

"We made a plan to become the best in the school," Albus explained slowly, evaluating the adults cautiously. "To be the best academically, the best athletically, and the best socially."

"Currently, we can only really control the academic part. While the athletics, well we have to wait until we are on the Quidditch team first. The social part is a work in progress," Rose explained, warming up now that the adults didn't appear horrified.

"What is required for the social part?" Draco asked amused.

"We are going to be friends with everyone," Albus said simply.

Astoria and Draco raised their eyebrows in surprise.

"Everyone? Well that is a lofty goal. How do you plan to do that? I mean it is nearly impossible to like everyone."

"Well that is the good part of there being three of us; it is easier for us to match with a personality. And maybe friends might be too strong of a word, while we do want to be friends with as many people as possible, we recognize the fact that some will have to just be friendly acquaintances," Rose said.

"So you said a work in progress, what all have you done so far?" Draco asked.

"Well, we've got the Slytherins, obviously," Scorpius said counting off his fingers. "We got the Hufflepuffs on our side easily, they are all pretty like-able bunch so it was easy making friends. Now the problem is the Ravenclaws and Gryffindors, they seem to be split between accepting us and hating us."

"Seems like you have it all planned out," Astoria said with interest.

"Well we've been planning this since the Hogwarts Express," Albus said with a shrug.

"Why?" Draco asked with a laugh.

"We want to stop people from thinking all Slytherins are evil. The only way to do that is to show that we are the best and we are nice and friendly. We are stopping the bullies and the judgement. We are showing that Slytherins are just as good as any other house," Rose said seriously. Draco and Astoria were silent as they processed this. Draco couldn't help but feel proud of his son for being working to stop the prejudice that he himself had been too cowardly to avoid.

"Wait, you've been planning this since the Hogwarts Express, you said? How is that possible, you hadn't even been sorted yet," Astoria pointed out. The three children quickly looked down at their homework, abnormally quiet. Draco and Astoria exchanged shocked looks.

"You rigged the sorting!" Draco cried out in shock not sure whether to be proud, disappointed, or impressed.

"Not exactly," Rose said quietly. "We just asked to be put in Slytherin."

Draco could not believe his ears. The children of his school rivals, the children of the Golden Trio, the famed War Heroes had willingly chosen to be put in the most hated house, their parents' rival house.

"Please don't tell our parents!" Albus said clasping his hands in front of him.

"Yes, please don't tell our parents or anyone really. We've never actually told anyone our plan," Rose admitted. Worry was clear on her young face at the thought of their secret getting out.

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with us," Draco assured them with a kind smile. Rose and Albus breathed sighs of relief and Scorpius too looked relieved. "You three are working to bring my old house out of its shady past, why would I want to ruin that."

The three smiled a little. Things settled down after that and the three focused on their homework once again. As he watched them work and debate, Draco couldn't help but feel amazed. His mind thought over the plan that had been laid before him. A plan thought up by eleven-year-olds. It was an incredible piece of work and he had every belief that they would see it through; they had obviously put a lot of time and detail into working everything out. His eyes drifted over the three responsible for the plan and couldn't help but feel impressed. They were already incredibly close, even closer than the Golden Trio had been. It was as if they all shared one mind, they just clicked. Draco hadn't seen his son laugh as hard as he did when they exchanged presents since he was a baby. He had missed the sound of his son's laughter. And Draco didn't really care who his friends parents might be, so long as they made his son happy. These three had found each other, despite who their parents were. It was as it was destiny. A Weasley, a Potter, and a Malfoy best friends...who would have thought? Draco wondered amused.

An hour later, it was time for Rose and Albus to head home once more. Hugging Scorpius tightly and waving goodbye to Draco and Astoria, the two disappeared into the flames with promises to write later that night. The house fell into silence once more after the two left. Draco put an arm around his son and pulled him close into a hug. He didn't usually show much affection, Draco hadn't been raised with it and felt awkward showing it. But seeing his son happy and hearing of his plans to change the prejudice of the world at just eleven, Draco was overcome with pride and affection.

Scorpius was shocked at the sudden hug from his father but gladly hugged back. He felt a lump rise in his throat when he heard his father whisper into his blonde hair, "I'm proud of you son."