Scorpius sat in a slight daze. His mind was not sure what to think of the red tornado that had thrown herself into his quiet little world. As he sat thinking about this little adventure, the door again opened and four other third year students let themselves in.

The first was a boy with long, dark hair. It was tied back away from his eyes which were a deep brown. They almost looked black in the dark light. He was heavier than Scorpius. He had been training all summer to be a beater on the Slytherin team and the workouts had added extra muscle to his frame. This was Grayson Boarman. He could be a mean kid, given the right provocation. For the most part, he sat back and smirked at almost everything. Despite his size, he tended to insult other students rather than hex them. When it came to quidditch though, he used every bit of his size as an advantage.

Next was a boy who was the complete opposite of Grayson. His name was Oswald Noori. He was shorter than Grayson and Scorpius. He was scrawny for his age and had dull brown hair. He did have amazing eyes though. They were a deep, dark blue that seemed to mesmerize those who looked too closely. He was an easy target because of his size, but with his friends around, few bothered him. He was quiet, and did not talk much, but when you got him talking about a subject he liked, there was no shutting him up. He and Scorpius had grown up together. They were very close, almost like brothers.

The two girls followed the boys. One was a young looking blond, with light blue eyes. This was Bernadette Peterson. She had a real temper at times and it didn't take much to set her off. Once, the boys had found a young Hufflepuff up in the Whomping Willow because the kid had asked a question about Bernadette's mother. Her mother was muggleborn, and the subject of her heritage was often a sore subject with her.

Next to Bernadette was Persephone Thaden. She was an opinionated brunette. She had an opinion on everything, and if you disagreed, too bad. She would hex you rather than listen to your argument half of the time. She was tall and lanky next to Bernadette's short stature. She was an extremely loyal friend though and would hear nothing negative about any of her friends. She was the most likely to smile rather than smirk at a joke.

These five were often seen together, though Grayson and Bernadette were often seen off with other groups of Slytherins as well. The other three, Scorpius, Persephone, and Oswald, were with each other most of the time, well except when it came to starting fights with younger students.

This bored Scor to tears, and he often found himself alone on these occasions. While the others wandered hallways, Scorpius often found himself in the library, flipping through spell books. Sometimes he would spend the time outside, practicing the new spells and charms he was learning. He found that he enjoyed the solitude. He was quiet by nature and did not show emotion often. His typical expression was a scowl that turned away all but the bravest of people.

Pulled from his thoughts, Scorpius found that the others were talking about James Potter. He scowled at his friends, "Just one more thing for people to talk about. I swear, a Potter sneezes and the whole school is in awe."

Grayson gave a little smile, "Aw come on Scor. You have to admit that the hair was pretty funny. Someone finally gave it to a 'Perfect Potter' and from what I hear; it was a little first year at that."

The group laughed at the thought of the fifth year being out hexed by a small first year. The thought of the little redhead taking on someone like Potter made Scorpius laugh even more. James was extremely popular with the female population of Hogwarts, and that included a number of Slytherin girls. He was tall, dark, and handsome with a famous family. Even little Albus Potter was gaining a small following of admirers. He too was following his brother in the looks department.

Sure they had fame, but the Malfoy fortune was still in tact. Scorpius knew that the Potters had money, but at least he still had something they did not. He was not bad looking. He noticed more looks as he went down the halls. Some might even say he had his own little fanclub starting. Scor scowled again. It probably wouldn't be long before the little spitfire joined one of the Potter fanclubs. It was a disappointing thought. Conversation turned to other subjects as the train moved quickly to the school.

The small group got off the train and started to drift to a carriage. They watched as Potter got off the train, with his messy black hair back to its original state. He sat laughing with his red haired cousin. "If I didn't know better, I would say that he's acting the proud papa the way he is strutting around talking about the kid that jinxed him." Persephone said as the group looked on. Scorpius just shook his head and frowned.

Just then a young third year came racing up to the group and slung an arm around Scorpius' neck. "Why it's my favorite little snakes. How was the ride?" The boy shook his chestnut hair out of his eyes and grinned.

Scorpius rolled his eyes, "Look the Gryfindork finally decided to grace us with his presence." Scor wasn't scowling though, and the insult just caused the boy to laugh.

"You just wish you could have been sorted into Gryfindor with me."

"Blain, you are delusional. Of course, that is a common trait in your little group." The Slytherins laughed and smiled at the newcomer. Blain Thacher had grown up with Scorpius and Oswald. They had been inseparable. When their first year arrived, the trio was in for a surprise, Blain was not sorted into Slytherin with the others. He was sent to Gryfindor.

Scorpius had felt completely betrayed by his friend. Blain had left them and made other friends. When he tried to talk to Scorpius, Scorpius had just walked away. He had gone so far as to jinx Blain, but Blain just kept coming back. After months, Scorpius and Blain started back on the road to friendship. They did not spend hours at a time together like they used to, but they were back to teasing each other. They were each others confidants. Blain still managed to come over for a few weeks every summer and the friendship was an excellent one. When it came to personality, they were polar opposites and many wondered how they remained such good friends. Blain was a Gryfindor through and through, and Scorpius, well Slytherin was the best fit. It wasn't a perfect fit but it worked for him.

The rest of the group had taken Blain back the minute Scorpius had forgiven him. It became tradition for Blain to ride on the train with his fellow Gryfindors, but to ride with the Slytherins up to the castle. They quickly found a carriage and they were off. Blain was full of energy.

"So I take it you heard about the pink hair. Wasn't that a riot?" Blain started laughing again. Grayson looked at him and smiled.

"So is it true that it was a little first year that did it?"

"Even better. It was his little sister, Lily." At this the jaws dropped. His sister? Bernadette voiced everyone's amazement.

"Dear Lord, there's another one? How many Potters are there?"

"Just the three, though Lily is probably the smartest of the three. Imagine a spell like that and she nails James with it. He's no slouch when it comes to creative spells. After he cooled off, you should have seen him. He was so proud that she was able to do it that he opted to keep the purple eyebrows for awhile." This started Blain laughing again.

"Wait, you mean she has never done that before? That's really advanced magic." Oz looked over towards the direction of the lake in amazement. The others followed suit. The rest of the ride was spent in amazed silence.

Scorpius huffed and sat back with his scowl back in place. It figures. She would have to be a Potter!