"And it's bad news, baby it's bad news,
It's bad news bad news bad news."

VIOLET

'You sicken me,' Malfoy said coldly. I mean that was actually how he started the conversation.

'I really don't have time for this Malfoy,' I said. 'Can you please leave me alone?'

'No I can't,' he hissed. 'Do you even know what you're doing to Al?'

'No pray tell,' I said, matching his tone. 'What am I doing to Al?'

'Don't act like you don't know. Everyone can see the hurt in his eyes when you wrap yourself around James like some sort of blanket,' he said sharply.

'Don't you dare tell me how to behave Malfoy,' I said sneering at him though I knew he wasn't completely in the wrong. 'You have absolutely no right.'

'Al's my best friend,' he said angrily. 'I have every right.'

'You are actually the last person who can say anything about the way I behave,' I shot back at him. 'Do you really think no one knows about your propensity to screw anything with legs?'

'How dare you talk about my habits when you're the one whose mother is such a whore you doesn't even know who your father is,' he hissed.

'Shut up Malfoy,' I yelled.

He smirked, sensing he had struck a nerve. 'Does it bother you?' he asked in mock sympathy. 'Does it bother you to know that your mother is-'

'Tarantallegra' I shouted. Malfoy barely managed to move out of the way.

'Furnunculus,' he yelled back.

I barely managed to put up a shield charm. We threw a couple of spells at each other and I realized to my horror there was a crowd gathering.

'Why do you hate me so much?' I yelled. 'What did I ever do to you?'

'There's something about you Greengrass. When I see you I actually want to hurl,' he shouted back.

'Rictusempra' I practically screamed. I was so tired of him being such a dick.

'Petrificus Totalus' he yelled back. And I barely managed to get out of the way.

Suddenly I realized that there were actual flames shooting out of my wand. I was so angry it had translated into my wand going crazy. Or me because wands can't do magic by themselves.

'Aguamenti,' some one quietly said from behind me and put them out. I turned around and almost groaned when I saw Professor Longbottom standing behind us.

'Both of you in my office now,' he said firmly.

I walked behind Professor Longbottom feeling intensely stupid. Why did I let Malfoy get to me? Though honestly throwing curses at him made me feel rather good.

'Now what was this about?' Professor Longbottom asked. He didn't sound angry, just extremely disappointed.

'I'm sorry,' I mumbled. Malfoy didn't say anything; he just glared at nothing in particular.

'You do know that I'll have to call your parents right?' he said. This was what I had been dreading.

'I'm over-age,' I said. 'You don't need to call my mother.'

'It's school policy; it doesn't matter if you're over-age,' he said. 'If it had been a couple of spells thrown at each other you would've gotten detention and a house point reduction but you two were actually dueling.'

'Please,' I begged. 'I really really don't want you to call my mum.'

'I'm sorry Miss Greengrass, but there is nothing I can do,' he said.

We were taken to the Headmistress's office. Professor Clearwater was fairly young. Maybe a couple of years older than my mother but she was very strict. She listened to the whole story pursed her lips and sent floo messages to our parents. We waited in her office for an hour. I didn't even look at Malfoy. He was such a shit.

Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy came through the fireplace first. He was already angrily blustering about how his son would never do anything to upset anyone.

'All you have is the word of a professor who has never liked my family,' he said. 'Were you actually dueling in the hallway Scorpius?' he asked.

'Yes I was,' Scorpius said. Well I'll give him this. At least he was honest.

He sputtered angrily and tried to figure out another way to get his disgusting son out of trouble. Then my mother flooed in. Thankfully she was sober but I realized that this must be the first time she had seem Mr. Malfoy in seventeen years. Mrs. Malfoy seemed oddly transfixed.

'Daph,' she said quietly. 'What are you doing here?'

'That's my daughter,' she said pointing at me.

Mr. Malfoy did a double take. 'Well like mother like daughter,' he sneered, recovering his composure. 'You were always a troublemaker Daphne.'

My mother cowered. I felt this irrational urge to protect her, even though I still felt extremely hurt.

'Don't talk to my mother that way you bully,' I said glaring at him.

He ignored me. 'You've looked better Daphne,' he said. 'All that failing in life must really take it out of a person.'

Even Scorpius looked faintly shocked by the venom in his father's voice. I mean he said stuff like that to me all the time but I always fought back, I never took it lying down like my mother did.

'Mr. Malfoy,' Professor Clearwater said. 'That is out of order.'

'No what is out of order,' he said. 'Is that you brought me here because of this stupid child and her inability to reign in her temper.'

'Mr. Malfoy-' she started saying. But he wasn't paying any attention to her.

'I mean her mother obviously screwed up her life, what could you expect from the daughter. I mean she is half of her,' he said cruelly.

Something inside me snapped. I didn't care if I was breaking apart relationships that could have taken years to build, or destroying the trust that made a marriage work I just snapped.

'Don't you dare say another word,' I spat. 'I might be half my mother but that is definitely my better half. Do you think I don't know who my father is? A father who couldn't even be bothered to support his pregnant mistress, someone who would screw his wife's sister and not lose a wink of sleep over ruining her.'

Mr. Malfoy's face had gone white. He was so certain my mother hadn't told me. Mrs. Malfoy just looked at us uncomprehendingly. I felt a sadistic pleasure in what I was going to do next. I was going to hurt him as much as he had hurt me.

'Do you think I don't know that you are my father,' I said softly.

Scorpius's cry of rage brought me back down to earth. 'WHAT?' he yelled.

Mr. Malfoy looked at me with undisguised contempt. 'I may have fathered you, but I am not your father,' he said.

'Draco?' Mrs. Malfoy said almost pitifully and suddenly I realized what I had just done.

'I'm so sorry,' I said unable to stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks. 'I'm so sorry.'

'Shut up, both of you,' he snapped. 'I always knew what you were doing with Blaise so don't look at me that way,' he said to his wife.

She cringed. 'But Daphne?' she asked. 'My sister-'

'She was happy to jump into bed with me,' he said crudely.

'Father? Is this really true?' Scorpius asked. I could've sworn I saw his eyes moistening slightly. Oh fuck.

It was like the wind went out of Mr. Malfoy's sails when Scorpius asked him that question.

'Scorpius-' he started.

'So it is true,' he said angrily. 'And all this time I've been thinking that you had changed. That the war had made you a different person. A better person. But you're still the same coward Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley joke about at dinner.'

'Scorpius I-' he said.

'I don't want to hear it,' Scorpius said. 'I hope you and mum have a good life because right now I'm not sure if I want either one of you in mine.'

He stormed off and a fresh wail made me look at my mother who was sobbing unashamedly. I looked at this room full of broken people and I ran.

Scorpius,' I shouted. 'Scorpius I'm sorry.'

He had stopped at the bottom of the stairs and was slumped against the wall.

'This is all your fault Greengrass,' he said miserably.

'I know,' I said. 'I had no right-'

'I've always hated you because you were like a blip on the otherwise fairly clean next generation of my family,' he admitted. 'There had been so much effort that had gone into fixing the problems they had caused and you were a mistake. I know it sounds and really irrational but I hated you. But now that my whole family's basically a mess and I'm fairly sure my mother had an affair with the father of one of my best friend's, it seems pointless.'

'It was always pointless,' I said, sitting on the floor next to him.

'I just idolized my father,' he said tears running down his face. 'I really thought he had turned his life around. He became a Healer, which is practically the opposite of a Death Eater, he tried to help people. At least that's what I thought,' he finished bitterly.

'I'm so sorry,' I said and I impulsively hugged him. He didn't let go and I could feel his tears soaking into my cloak. I rocked him back and forth, doing exactly what Xav had done to comfort me a couple of weeks ago.

'I feel so betrayed,' he said.

'I know, but it doesn't matter who your father is,' I said echoing James. 'It doesn't change who you are.'

a/n: So I really hope you liked that because it might be the last one for a while. Please check out my other story called Keep Breathing since I've already written the next couple of chapters for it and will be updating it soon. Anyway please revieww because reviews really inspire me and I will probably update extremely quick if I get like a bunch for this chapter.