Snape writing on his desk, students are doing the same thing working out with their potions Snape gives to them. They work out in silence.

We can hear scratching quill writing on the parchment without talking. Snape was writing ingredients he wanted to use for the next class.

Today, Tristan and Aurora are in Snape's class, including Scorpius Malfoy and Leyla Weasley.

Aurora bite her bottom lips, Tristan sees and asks her to stop biting her own lips, but that doesn't make her stop biting her lips. She now bite the end of the quill.

Tristan shook his head unbelievable. Leyla, who was seated beside Tristan, leaned whispering to him.

"I feel bad about Malfoy". She and Tristan look at Scorpius who is seated at the end of the table alone.

No one really wants to talk with him directly. Even Snape asks to pair with him no one does.

"Your dad seems to want us to talk with him".

Shrugged. "Not my mum".

She nodded, neither her dad, Ron. "Dad says if you try to get involved with Malfoy, you just receive your own dead wish card for Christmas". he shook his head, saw Aurora walking up to Snape's desk. "What is she doing?"

"Dad. Why can't you just give us a simple draught, a very simple draught that doesn't make me vomit to think. I can't think straight".

Snape smiles. "If your mum can do her own drought, why can you? I'm your mum potions teacher, remember. She never tried to disobey my orders even though she was an annoyed student at that time. I'm sure you will understand, Aurora".

"Mum is mum. Not me. Fine". She walked back to her seat. Muttered under her breath. I will not do it as she mouthed to Snape. I will not!

Snape shook his head, looked over his watch, the potions class was over about a minute ago. Students then make their own way out of the class as Snape told them to.

Scorpius is about to leave the class but Snape stops him. "Mr. Malfoy you need to stay". he turned to Snape.

"Did I do something wrong, Professor?"

Snape shook his head. Tristan, Aurora and Leyla Weasley staring up at him.

"Go on. Mr. Malfoy will join you at the Great Hall after this moment".

As the three leave the class, Scorpius takes a seat at the front. Snape put the quill down, rising up then he stood exactly the spot he met his eyes on Hermione and Harry Potter. He spoke.

"Do you want to know why you are here, Mr. Malfoy?" Scorpius nod yes. "Do you want to know which table you were sitting on?"

Scorpius shook his head no. "Your father, Draco". there is no expression from Scorpius' face. Snape wants to see Scorpius' reaction after mentioning Draco's name.

Narcissa was right. This boy clearly needs help. Snape steps toward Scorpius, eyes glimmering. Drag the chair he sits in front of Scorpius.

"I've been told you didn't have any friends here. Is that true?"

"Who wants to be my friend, Professor? No one has since I set my foot in Hogwarts. They know who I am. My family served the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters. They're afraid of me because.." he sighs, eyes met Snape. "I will hurt them".

"I was the former Death Eater, Scorpius. I served the Dark Lord and I died to protect my loved one. I was like you when I was your age, your grandpa Lucius was always there for me, treated me more kindness than other students I know".

Scorpius eyes met Snape again. "So how is your life, Professor?"

"Complete". Snape smiles. "Your grandma Narcissa was worried about you, so she asked me to talk with you. So I am here for you if you need anything, advised.. anything. Do not hesitate to see me in my office".

Scorpius nod understand. Snape spoke back. "There is something I want to ask you, Scorpius. What exactly do you want from my daughter, Susannah".

Great Hall. Moments later. Susannah took a seat on Gryffindor table eating. Leyla Weasley was in front of her, shoving the food inside her mouth just like Ron did. Like father and daughter. Susannah eyeing her.

"Can you eat slowly, Leyla". ask Susannah.

"What? I'm hungry". Susannah shook her head unbelievable. "Oh, your dad was holding Scorpius in his class".

"He had nothing to do with me!"

Leyla shoving the food inside her mouth again. "Thought you two are. Everyone notices right". Henry took a seat beside Susannah, grabbed the plate and started eating. "Am I right, Henry".

"About what?"

"Malfoy and Susannah". Leyla snapped.

"Oh yes. Dad was upset about that". he talked while chewing the food. Susannah gave him a deathly glare. "He'd know already. Like he says, everyone tries to get you. He knows about Filch to".

She rolled up her eyes, continue eating. At the same time Snape enters the Great Hall and sits with other teachers.

Minutes later, Scorpius enters the Great Hall. "What do you think your dad talked about with Malfoy". ask Leyla Weasley.

"I don't care what my dad says to Malfoy".

"Relax, Sue. It's just dad. You know Malfoy's family trusts our dad rather than anyone else. Dad said that to me while Filch chased you and Ariana around the castle".

"Someone say my name". Ariana showed up between them, she took a seat. "What do all of you talk about?"

Susannah sighs hard as her eyes on Ariana. Leyla Weasley spoke. "Your dad just gave Malfoy some advice".

"How did you know it was advised? Malfoy doesn't need to be advised". she scooped it into her mouth. "He doesn't need it".

Henry sighs. "Oh, before I forget Ariana. Steve wants you to practice today. Not with the team, just you and I'll be there watching you".

"Yeah. I can't believe Steve made me. Of course I was delighted to be part of the team. Even the Slytherin team captain wants Tristan part of the team".

"Not again seriously!?" Henry turned to Susannah. "Is there something you want to say to Sue?'' Tristan?"

Susannah mocked Henry. "What!? I just know. Oh come on. Would be great if our family were on the Quidditch team. Even dad when he was a referee back then.. Gryffindor versus Slytherin".

"That's not the same thing!"

"Shut up Henry. Don't shout at the table. Eat!"

London. Snape floo from Hogwarts to London. After lunch Snape went to see Raphael's together with his work and she asked Snape too.

Snape looked at the tallest building standing in the middle of this London's, he sighs harder. Tightly his grip.

"I hope she will like it. Or I curse her!"

Snape enters the building, Mr. Davies greets Snape with a smile. "She's been waiting. So, where is it?"

"With me". Snape handed his work to Mr. Davies. "Can I urm.. look around the building I am sure she doesn't want me around while she reads my articles".

Mr. Davies smiled. No wonder that Raphael likes Snape so much, young and genius. Snape knows.

"Of course. That is what he asks you to stay here while I bring this up to her. You read her mind Mr. Snape. Just you know what she want".

Snape nod smile. Mr. Davies turned his feet and walked to the elevator. "Alright". Snape slipped his hand inside the pocket pants, then walked out the building.

"You are amazing, Ariana Snape. Just I know it you will. Like your brother, Henry". Steve turns to Henry. "So? How was it? your sister skills".

"As long as she is not dead while playing the games. Let her in Steve". Ariana hugged her brother. "Just don't do like Susannah even did.. just don't".

"If someone punches your face Henry, will you let them go!?" Henry stood without answer, Ariana snorted. "You will do the same thing like Susannah did, that will include me. Thanks Steve".

Snape stood as he blew hot coffee he got from the vendor machine. The weather is so cold, his lips are numb and need something to warm him up.

Snape chooses coffee rather than any drink. "Mr. Snape! Mr. Snape! there you are, I've been looking for you everywhere".

"Here I am".

Mr. Davies smiled. "Oh Mr. Snape. She likes it. She loves your articles. This is insane. You've done it well. She already made a copy for that article, tomorrow you will see it on billboard".

"That urmm.. amazing and alright. Gladly she loves it. Thought she will reject it".

"Reject it? your articles? No. She will not do that because she loves all your articles and those articles make sense".

Mr. Davies touched Snape's shoulder. "It's so nice working with you Mr. Snape. If I ask.. your wife is beautiful. Is that true.. seven kids?" Snape nods. "I was wondering if I could be like you Mr. Snape, beautiful wife and bunch of kids".

"Neither do I believe Mr. Davies. A miracle I assured you". Both men smile. "I better get going, there's something I had to do. Of course sharing this good news to my wife is the first and second for the kids".

Mr. Davies, sighing hard, said. "Your lucky man Mr. Snape".

"I was lucky I guess".