Scorpius Malfoy was a brave man, he liked to think. At sixteen years of age, he'd faced down a lot of things that are pretty terrifying for a young wizard. Like girls. And puberty. And social pressures, like underage drinking and doing drugs and stuff. He liked to think he would always perform well under pressure, thinking on his feet. Then he found Rose Weasley crying.

Dean does not want to be a wizard and he does NOT want to go to Hogwarts, but here he is. To make matters worse, his only friend is the weird kid who is probably stalking him, and his Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a certified nutjob. Throw in a cursed book and a monster from the Forbidden Forest attacking the students, and this might be the worst year ever.