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Like father NOT like son

Chapter 1: The journey begins

Scorpius Malfoy didn't have a very happy childhood. He was an only child and never got the attention he so desperately wanted from his parents. His father, Draco showered him with expensive toys and presents but they didn't make up for the love he never received. His mother loved him in her own way but she was always to busy to just sit down and play. He didn't have any friends and rarely left the Malfoy Manor. He knew his dad must be in disgrace with the wizarding world but had no idea why.

But now everything was going to change. Two weeks earlier he received a letter from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry inviting him to join. He was standing on the train platform, next to his parents, filled with excitement. His father gave him an awkward pat on the back and told him to go find a compartment with Slytherins in it. Draco wasn't very good with goodbyes so they just left it at that. His mother turned to him and broke down into a sobbing mess, holding him tight. She made him promise to write everyday and to come home immediately if anything went wrong. Scorpius felt his pale cheeks blush red and managed to squirm out of his mother's arms. He jumped onto the train just as it was starting to move and waved goodbye to his parents.

His journey at Hogwarts was finally about to begin. Remembering his father's advice he walked along the apartments until he saw one containing two boys bearing the Slytherin crest. They looked not much older than himself, possibly second years. He knocked on the door then entered, introducing himself as Scorpius Malfoy. The boys looked impressed and said that they'd heard a lot of great things about his dad. Scorpius sat down on the seat and opposite the two boys Adrian Nott and Darren Zabini talked amongst themselves. Every thing was fine until Adrian and Darren decided they were bored.

Scorpius watched as they took out their wands and pointed them towards the doorway. They whispered a few words which made the doorway glow red, the colour disappearing after a few seconds. Scorpius asked what the spell was for and was told that it would do something nasty to the next person who walked in. He wanted to know exactly what it would do but was told to mind his own business. A group of Ravenclaws walked past but Adrian and Darren were uninterested. They wanted somebody who was all alone.Next came along an older girl with white-blonde hair. She was wearing Gryffindor robes and her chest supported a badge with a sliver 'P' on it. Darren snarled when he saw her and made it obvious that she would be the unfortunate victim.

"I hate that Victoire Weasley" he growled. "She thinks she's so great, prancing about the castle like she's its queen. We'll teach that blood traitor a lesson." Scorpius was startled by the venom in his voice and wondered what this Victoire girl had done to make Darren hate her so much. Adrian pointed his wand to the roof and blew a light bulb to get her attention. Victoire's face changed from a look of surprise to anger and took a step into the doorway. Scorpius felt a wave of fear at what was about to happen to her.

"Watch out!" he cried. Victoire stepped backwards just in time to see the doorway go up in flames. She had nearly been cooked alive.

"What did you do that for twerp?" yelled Darren. "We could have got her." He turned his wand on Scorpius who ducked and ran out of the now blackened doorway.

"I don't care if she's a blood traitor, she doesn't deserve that" he said while trying to keep his voice even. He walked quickly down the moving train trying to get as far away from that apartment as possible. As he left, he heard Victoire yelling about detentions and house points.

He walked up and down the train trying to find an empty compartment without any luck. A 7th year Hufflepuff finally stuck her head out and told him to stop pacing and just sit with her. She was happy enough to sit and read silently and Scorpius was happy to let her. He stared out of the window and let his thoughts occupy his mind. He knew Adrian and Darren wouldn't let him get away with talking to them like that. It was just a matter of time until they took revenge. If he'd already made enemies of them it would only become worse when he was sorted into their house. There was no doubt that he would be a Slytherin. His family had all been in Slytherin for generations, it was what was expected of him. He just hoped his housemates wouldn't all be like the Adrian and Darren.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the glass door and the sound of it sliding open. There stood a man with large ears and a trolley full of sweets.

"'Ello all. The name's Stan Shunpike an' I'm in charge of the trolley 'ere" he announced. "If yous got money then yous can buy some sweets." Scorpius's mother had never approved of sweets; she believed that they would ruin her little boy's teeth but Scorpius had money and was prepared to spend it. After much deliberation he decided on buying three chocolate frogs and some 'WWW Fire Cracker Gum'. The Hufflepuff girl barely looked up from her book to tell the man that she wanted some pumpkin scones. They handed over their money in exchange for the sweets and Stan went on his way.

Scorpius eagerly ripped into a chocolate frog holding it tightly so that it wouldn't jump away. Unfortunately he squeezed it so tightly that it burst and the chocolate went all over him. The girl he was sitting with pointed her wand towards him and muttered 'scourgify'. She put down her book and started to talk.

"If your going to make a habit of that then you'd better learn the spell to clean it up. I'm not going to be looking after you. By the way, I'm Sarah Jessup. I'm guessing you're a first year?"

Scorpius introduced himself and then there was an awkward silence. He looked down at the card that had come with his chocolate frog. It was Harry Potter. Of course everyone had heard of Harry Potter, he was the saviour of the wizarding world. Many years ago when he first heard the name he'd asked his father about him. He was treated with an icy glare and told not to mention the name Harry Potter in that house ever again. Curious as he was, he mail ordered several books on Harry Potter and read them through. The card basically summed up all Scorpius knew about him.

Harry Potter, the boy who lived. The only known survivor of the killing curse 'Avada Kedavra'. Famous for bringing about the downfall of Voldemort in 1981 and again in 1997. Is now head of the Auror department and enjoys spending time with his family.

"Who've you got?" asked Sarah. The rest of the trip passed like this, talking occasionally but mostly just keeping to themselves. He ate the rest of his frogs without breaking any more and started on the gum. True to the name it truly did feel as if he had firecrackers going off in his mouth.

The sky was dark when they finally arrived at Hogsmeade station. Sarah made sure he got out of the train and sent him over to Professor Grubbly-Plank who was in charge of the first years.

Scorpius was standing in front of a large black lake, staring in awe. He'd never seen anything like it before. Tied to the shore were 15 boats ready to set sail. He listened as Professor Grubbly-Plank told the group of first years that there was to be no more than four to a boat and to choose quickly. He got into the boat closest to him and was followed by a boy and girl. They appeared to already know each other and were deep in conversation. Scorpius took this opportunity to study them before they noticed he was there.

The girl had bushy red hair and a lot of freckles. She seemed to be dominating the conversation while the other boy seemed content to just sit and listen. The boy had messy black hair and brilliant green eyes. He looked familiar but Scorpius just couldn't place him.

He quickly turned away and realised that the boats were moving through the water. They where headed towards the castle, which was every bit as magical as he had hoped it would be. The boy and girl kept shooting him curious looks but didn't speak to him.

The boats arrived at the shore beneath Hogwarts and they all disembarked. The Professor led them up a pathway and into the Entrance Hall of Hogwarts. Here they were met by a tall dark man who was introduced as the Deputy Headmaster Professor Thomas. They were then taken to the Great Hall which was already filled with the older students. Scorpius had never seen so many people gathered in the same room before. He stood there with his mouth wide open staring at the four long tables.

His attention was quickly drawn to a patched up wizard's hat that he knew to be the sorting hat. Although he knew what it was about to do it was still quite a shock to hear it burst out into song.

This sorting comes just once a year

The time to choose your house

What I say's for all to hear

So listen everyone

Sharp minds get sent to Ravenclaw

Natural wits and those who study

You wouldn't dare call them a bore

For them each lesson's easy

Or maybe you just try your best

Then Hufflepuff's for you

They're always friendly to the rest

Kind and gentle souls

Sly and cunning is the Snake

Nobly put in Slytherin

The rules they follow are one's they make

Doing what's best for them

Finally comes Gryffindor

The brave belong in here

Chivalry for them is more

Skills don't matter much

Now you've heard me sing my song

It's time for me to sort

I truly hope I don't sort wrong

Forgive me if I do

Scorpius suddenly started to feel nervous. He was fairly confident that he'd be sorted into Slytherin but no one really knows do they? He watched as Professor Thomas started to call out the names. First to be sorted was Alan, Daniel who was quickly placed into Ravenclaw. Next was Bell, Georgia who after a few minutes of thought was sent to Slytherin. All too soon the list was up to the letter 'N' and then it was Scorpius's turn.

He walked slowly up to the hat and placed it on his head.

"Hmm what do we have here? A Malfoy ey" the hat whispered in his ears. "A pureblood, you would be accepted in Slytherin. But what's this I see? Bravery and plenty of it. Gryffindor would suit you well."

"I'm not brave I'm a coward, a Slytherin coward" he thought desperately to the hat.

"No, no I don't see a coward at all" said the hat. "No longer will I sort just because of heritage. It is my job to place you where you suit best. And for you Scorpius that means GRYFFINDOR!"