A/N: I'm sorry it's so short! I'm at my Grandparents house. Expect a longer one later/ tomorrow!
Hugo pulls you towards Scorpius because he knows he's Rosie's best friend and Hugo has things to do and he doesn't want to let you wander alone. And so it is that your hand is in Malfoy's and he's grinning down at you as he leads you to an empty compartment. He sits first an dyou sit across from him and he looks at you for a while. "What?" You say finally.
"Nothing." He replies, shaking his head. And you're not one to press so you shrug and lean back in your seat, staring out the window. He keeps asking you questions and you wish he would stopstopstop. But he won't and you give him answers because you know he'll stop asking eventually. You wonder why he can't go ask Albus or Rosie, but you don't point out that he could.
Now you're being sorted. Or, you're about to be. Now you're name is being called and the Hall falls silent. You can feel everyone's eyes on you, though you pretend they aren't. "Well, well. Miss Potter. The last one. Yes, yes." The hat growls in your head. "There's bravery, yes, yes. A passion to learn and- no, no definitly not a hufflepuff are you? No." The hat continues to murmur like this for what feels like forever. You know it's been at least seven minutes. 'A hat stall.' The Potter's a hat stall!' Someone calls from the crowd. You nervously look at Hugo and he only smirks at you. "Ravenclaw or Slytherin, Miss Potter? Better be... SLYTHERIN!"
Albus and James jump out of there seats yelling something about a mistake. "It's wrong! McGonagall will fix it! It was a Mistake, Lils, a mistake!" You just shake your head and take a seat at the Slytherin table next to Scorpius. "I knew you'd end up here." He whispers. And you sigh and watch the rest of the sorting, and watch Hugo go to Gryffindor with a grin on his face.
It's third year now. Two years. Two years since you've last talked to Teddy. You write him and write him but he doesn't write back. Not a single letter. And you think it's because you did something wrong, because you're in Slytherin. The whole family hates you. Except Hugo of course. But, especially Rose, oh especially her. Because you stole Scorpius. He's here now, Scorpius. He's sucking on your neck and he says you make the most delightful noises when he does that. It leaves little purple and red marks that you parade around James just to piss him off. And now Scorpius' hands are sliding up your shirt and- oh. That feels nice. But you don't let it go much farther. He isn't pleased about that, but he says he'll be back tomorrow. You wave goodbye and he's off- off to fuck Rosie.
