It was morning on a Saturday, everyone was in the Great Hall, eating breakfast as the mail owls came flying in,

Scorpius paled as a red envelope landed in front of him,

A Malfoy-like smirk graced Alexis' lips as she saw the envelope, she had written to Draco at the first attempts at correcting his son's attitude toward his cousins and fellow classmates, ended in more then enough points taken away to disallow the Slytherin House to win the House Cup this year.

"Look, Everyone Malfoy's got a Howler!" shouted a Slytherin student.

Scorpius pulled the envelope open and regretted it.

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy: I am utterly ashamed of your behavior to your own family! I can't even begin to write how I feel about that! IF YOU SO MUCH AS SPEAK IN A DISREPECTFUL TONE TO YOUR COUSINS, I WILL PERSONALLY COME DOWN THERE AND YOU WILL BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE. I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO TELL YOU WHAT THE PUNISHMENT WILL BE!

The letter turned to the Professor's Table, and in a kinder tone.

"My profound apologizes of my retched son's behavior, my dear cousin Alexis, you have my permission to deal with Scorpius as you see fit if he does this again, and if he doesn't learn, I will have his hide this summer." the letter torn itself up then.

Scorpius ducked in his seat as he knew his father was really upset with him.

Alexis sat with a self-satisfied expression on her face, 'Maybe he will learn not to piss me off,'

Nymphadora had to pretend to cough to cover up her giggles, even she knew that Scorpius was being a jerk, "You deserved it, cousin."

Scorpius glared at Nymphadora, but she was right.

"Stop glaring at me, or I will freeze you and hang your butt from the astronomy tower." Lynx threatened

"You're vicious." Bryan states, as he drank his pumpkin juice.

"Where do you think I get it from?" Lynx asks, but with a good natured smile on her face.

"I'm glad you're my friend. I wouldn't want to be on the wrong side of your temper." Byran comments, "So what's going on today?"

"My tutor from Magic School is coming today. I have double course work." Lynx sighs.

"Fun." Byran replies, "Let me know if you need help with the history of my clan. You know the histories can be mixed up."

"Right-O," Lynx states, before cracking up. "Later, I better hurry before i'm in deep trouble. I don't want detention there."

Darkpriestess66 here's a short update.