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Like father NOT like son

Chapter 4: Detention

Almost a week had passed since the eventful first day. Since then Scorpius had barely said a word to Albus and that Weasley girl. He had continued to earn Gryffindor house points and was gaining a reputation as somewhat of a scholar.

Sill, Scorpius wasn't one for all work and no play. After a restless night, waking up at 4am he decided to do a bit of exploring. It honestly seemed like a good idea at the time.

He slipped out of the Gryffindor common room, careful not to wake the Pink lady. Once he was out he set of for a hidden corridor he'd accidentally fallen into on his second day. Finding it was easy as it was not as hidden as Scorpius originally thought. The walls of the corridor were filled with pictures of deceased witches and wizards, some of them only children. He found a metal plaque on the wall which explained the portraits.

Here lye the portraits of Hogwarts heroes. Each of these wizards sacrificed their life so that we could live in a world they could only dream of. They were killed by Lord Voldemort and his followers but in the end it was he who lost the most. These heroes have helped to create a better world.

Scorpius walked along the corridor staring into the faces of these witches and wizards. Most were sleeping and all of them looked peaceful. There was one portrait that particularly interested him. The man occupying the frame had a sullen looking face and black greasy hair. Severus Snape said the plaque beneath the portrait. The most interesting thing about this man was not his looks but the fact that although awake he did not move. A muggle painting then, he concluded.

Then suddenly Snape's face jerked and his eyes locked onto Scorpius's. Scorpius tried to wrench his eyes away but found that he couldn't move. He felt that he he was drowning in the blackness that was this man's soul.

"Don't make the same mistake I did boy, it's all lies. The dark arts will pull you in, but you must resist." The voice was taunting and cruel and Scorpius finally managed to break free from the portrait's hold.

He ran from the corridor trying to put as much distance between him and that god forsaken portrait as possible. What was a portrait of a man like that doing in a hall designed for heroes? He was obviously not the nicest of the bunch. Hogwarts castle no longer felt as calm and inviting as it did during the day. Scorpius's heart was pounding and he slowed to a brisk trot.

Going around a corner he ran into something. This something quickly shone a light into Scorpius face and then lowered it when it realised that he was just a student. Blinking a few times to remove the temporary blindness that the light had given him he discovered that he had ran into a teacher.

"I hope you have a good reason for being out of your dormitory his early in the morning Malfoy," boomed the deep voice of Professor Thomas

"I was exploring Sir" replied Scorpius. Professor Thomas gave a deep chuckle.

"Indeed you were. Well I really do hate having to punish Gryffindors so perhaps we can come to some kind of arrangement," said Professor Thomas.

"Sir?" queried Scorpius.

"Don't let me find you wondering these corridors again," he replied "Next time make sure you use some kind of concealment charm, then I can at least pretend not to see you."

Scorpius smiled to himself, what good luck. The transfiguration teacher really was a decent sort of fellow, for a Professor anyway. Everything would have been perfectly fine if it was not for he fact that another person stumbled upon there happy little gathering.

"Caught another student out after hours have you Thomas?" asked Headmistress Clearwater. "I assume you are giving him a detention same as you gave that Ravenclaw girl you found a couple of nights ago."

Professor Thomas looked as if he wanted to argue but instead shot Scorpius and apologetic look and said "right, detention it is then Malfoy, now off to bed."

Scorpius wasn't happy with this result yet knew he had deserved it. At least no house points had been taken away from him. He trudged back to the dormitory in damper spirits then he had started the night with. He swore to himself that next time he went exploring he wouldn't get caught.

The details of his detention arrived with the morning post. The barn owl that delivered his letter left some droppings right on Scorpius's plate before making its departure.. He knew this was going to be a bad day. The letter told him that his detention was to be served tonight and that he would be scrubbing, cleaning and polishing the trophies in the trophy room, by hand.

Due to lack of sleep Scorpius found himself dozing off in class. The teachers reprimanded him except for Professor Thomas who took pity on him. The day passed in a blur and soon it was time for Scorpius's detention.

He turned up to the trophy room precisely on time expecting to find only the professor who was overseeing his detention. This was not the case, as well as the Muggle Studies teacher, Professor Williams, who obviously didn't want to be there, there was a girl, the two Slytherins he had met on the train and Albus Potter.

"Great, just what I need," he thought to himself. They were given their instructions and Scorpius hurriedly set to work. It was hard work and it made Scorpius's hands feel raw to the bone. There were barely five minutes left to the detention when he felt something wet hit the back of his head. He quickly turned around and glimpsed the two Slytherins, Adrian and Darren before his face was covered in the unknown substance.

Scorpius felt the substance taking affect as it was causing his head to shrink.

"Hey! What do you two think you're doing?" shouted Albus, who had apparently come to rescue Scorpius. He too was hit in the face by the Slytherin's spell and through Scorpius's rapidly shrinking eyes he saw Albus's face shrink too.

Professor Williams finally realised something was going on and arose from marking essays to come investigate. She immediately froze Albus's and Scorpius's faces to stop them shrinking any further.

"What happened here?" she screeched in a voice painful for the ears. As Scorpius and Albus's faces were frozen the could not reply. Therefore the two Slytherins took the liberty of answering for them.

"These two were duelling, Professor," drawled Adrian. Scorpius tried to object but still couldn't move his facial features. Having his face frozen was quickly becoming very tiresome.

"Right," screeched the Professor. "Detention is over. I'm taking you two to the hospital wing and I'll make sure you'll be serving detentions every night for a week. Heaven forbid the teacher who'll be supervising you."

Adrian and Darren left with a snicker and Albus and Scorpius followed the professor glumly. She deposited them with Madam Pompfrey, the school nurse who tittered when she saw them.

"Students these days, I don't even know how a couple of first years like yourselves would know how to cast such spells. Lucky for you all it takes is a relatively painless potion to restore your heads to their usual sizes, however I'll be keeping you in for observation tonight," she said.

She sat them down on a couple of beds and went to fetch the correct potion. Once she had it, she tipped it into each boy's mouth and unfroze their heads. Scorpius felt his face stretch outwards to the point where it felt as if it was going to break. Then he felt his bones crush against each other as they fought for space. When his face had finished growing back to normal he patted it down to make sure everything was in the right place.

Madam Pompfrey had left the room and when he turned to face Albus he could see that his face was back to normal too.

"I didn't ask for your help you know," he said to the other boy. He turned away so that he didn't have to look at the expression of hurt that was on Albus's face.