SWTNG

Chapter 5

Scorpius Malfoy Speaks!

They flooed back to the Potter residence, by this time the sun was nearly gone out of the sky completely. Scorpius was looking forward to this game night thing, thought he really wanted to know what the Ungame was. How can it be a game, when it was clearly called the Un as in non game. Apparently once a week The Potters, The Weasley (Rose's family), Teddy, and occasionally Victoire and the Longbottoms all got together to bond and catch up on the week.

"It'll be a little bit before dinner, Al why don't you explain some of the games to Scorpius." said Harry as he went to the kitchen where all the adults had planned on gathering.

"Okay." said Albus, and he pulled Scorpius along with him to the hall, "This is the game closet."

"Those are all games?" asked Scorpius as nearly a hundred boxes where revealed.

Some he knew where strictly wizard games, he had some at home. Not nearly as many, his mother mostly played them with him, his father had once or twice. The rest he was most certain, where all muggle. The Ungame was in an extremely ancient looking box that he was sure had been around even before any of the adults in the other room had been. It was taped in odd places and the cards in them seemed to have been rewritten over. A yellow stack and a red stack.

"This is it. We don't play it a lot, but there's over several hundred questions in it. We've never gotten and most likely never will get ALL the way through the game. You use a person, a chip, or something to represent you as your space on the board. You role the dice, and ask a question from the card to one of the people or all of the people around you. If you role a double, and only then can you ask the WHOLE group a question. If you role a two, you go back two spaced and have to answer your own question. You follow?" asked Albus.

"I'm getting it." said Scorpius as they set up the game.

"You can play for however long you want, usually we play for over an hour, and there are no winners or losers." said Rose.

"Then why the board?" asked Scorpius.

"No idea really, I guess just to keep track of what your doing... or to entertain smaller children." said Rose.

"It's just a question and answer game to get to know each other better." said James, "It's actually really fun."

"This is coming from James, who finds all life boring besides Quidditch." said Lily as she came in with a couple of sodas.

"Girls are exciting. But the rest is agreeable." said James as he sat down.

"Scorpius do you want orange so..." Lily was cut off.

"Yes!" said Scorpius, eyes wide.

"Oi... Al, your ruining him." said Rose, as Scorpius happily took the soda.

"I didn't know he'd an addict. Do you think I would have given him one then?" asked Albus, backing away from the extremely happy Scorpius.

"Ready to play then?" asked Hermione walking in with some chips and dip.

"Yeah." said James, then yelled up the stairs, "Oi! Hue, what are you doing, performing brain surgery."

"Stuff it Jimmy!"

"Hugo Harry Weasley!" yelled Hermione.

"Sorry mum!" said Hugo, who had now reached the top of the stairs, "and I was changing my clothes."

"Why? So what if they where dirty. Who in their right mind changes clothes like three times day?" asked James, Scorpius raised his hand with a sheepish grin.

"Once this morning, then when I got here, and then after we got back." said Scorpius, looking at his fingers, "Then when I change into my night clothes, that will be four."

"... wicked." said Hugo with a huge grin, glad not to be the only one.

"Strange kids." said James.

"Kids? Who are you calling kids?" asked Rose with a quizzical look, "Your not that much older than us."

"Rosie?" asked Scorpius, thinking for a moment.

"...rosie?" Rose's eyebrow raised.

"Sorry, Rose. I was wondering if I could borrow that book when your done reading it?" asked Scorpius.

"You like reading Scorpius?" asked Hermione as Ginny entered the room.

"Yeah, its like a whole..."

"Other world..." Rose cut him off.

"Where you can unravel..."

"Your own path... and the real world..."

"Seems not exist anymore..."

"And all there is..."

"In your mind, is you..."

"and the book..." Rose was beaming.

"I think... I might find new friends next year." said Albus, the only one to break the silent room.

"So... anyways. On with the game." said Harry, slightly afraid of what might continue next.

"Rose. . . Scorp? Can you not lean over me?" asked Hugo, as he had leaned away as so the two could talk about there favorite book types.

"Hermione, I don like this." said Ron in a whisper, glaring at the little Malfoy chatting away with his baby girl.

"Ron. Knock it off." said Harry from next to him.

"He's a Malfoy." Ron murmured angrily.

"He doesn't act like one." said Ginny, "Must take after his mother, Delilah was it. Nice women. I don't think Draco read much, other then dark arts."

"Actually Draco did read a lot in the library at school." said Hermione, glad to know something they didn't for once, "Which reminds me, I will get my book back from him one day."

"... I am going to pretend this conversation.. Never... happened." said Ron and he sat down.

"So Scorpius, did they explain the game?" asked Harry.

"Yes, it sounds interesting. Are we going to play then?" asked Scorpius, stopping his discussion of mystery books with Rose.

"James, why don't you start." said Ginny, and we'll got clockwise."

"Right then." James tossed the dice and rolled a two and a four. "My question is 'What talents do you have,' No modesty please. Scorpius, your new, so go. I already know the others."

"Oh, well. I honestly haven't ever considered that. . . I guess I'm fairly good at writing stories. So I guess I'll say writing." said Scorpius.

"You write?" asked Hugo, eyebrow raised, "Any good?"

"I'm sure that the grammar should be better, but I think there good." said Scorpius, he'd never really talked about his writing before.

"What kind of stories do you write?" asked Hugo.

"Humor, mostly. Some ghost stories and mysteries." said Scorpius, Hugo looked as though he'd struck gold.

"Can I read them?" asked Hugo.

"Can we move on with the game?" asked Rose.

"Scorp let me read one at school last year." said Albus, "I love them."

"You can read some if you'd like." said Scorpius, who had a pink tinge.

"Seriously, can we?" asked Rose, rolling her dice.

"Rose, we have all night. No need to rush." said Ron, as he took some chips.

"I just want to play," said Rose and she rolled two sixes. "So everyone 'What do you like most about yourself?' James?"

"Everything, what's not to love." said James with a proud smile.

"James, being conceded isn't becoming." said Ginny.

"No, it just makes you look like a prat." said Harry, though he just smiled.

"Hugo?"

"My sense of humor." said Hugo who was now making a giant mash of chips and beans into tower shape.

"Or lack of civilized behavior... oh Ron..." Hermione groaned as he had done the same as his son.

"Scorpius?"

"My patience." said Scorpius, and Albus had been messing with his shirt tag for sometime.

"It wont stay in." muttered Albus, as he realized Scorpius was looking at him.

"Lily?" asked Rose, though she couldn't look away from her two best friends now both messing with the tag.

"My jewelry making skills." said Lily with a grin as she played with one of her many hand made necklaces.

"Which reminds me, I thought I had earrings coming?" asked Ginny, smiling at her daughter and raising a brow.

"Oh, I'll make some for your tomorrow Mum." said Lily with a broad grin.

"Uncle Harry?" said Rose who had now decided ripping the tag out would solve all problems, and it had.

"My integrity." said Harry, who glared at Ron.

"Or ignorant naïve nobility." corrected Ron, who was promptly hit, and caused a rush of laughter "Ow. See why I don't play with you."

"Your up Gin." said Harry, still glaring at Ron.

"My persuasive manor, Ron... say one word and I will Bat-Bogey hex you to kingdom come." said Ginny, her smile never faltering, there was silence from Ron and some giggles from the group.

"Teddy." Teddy was sitting there in deep thought, probably about Victoire.

"Uh, uh my smile." he gave a grin, and it was infectious, "I used to use it to win whatever I wanted."

"He always go it too." said Hermione with a smirk.

"Mum."

"My ability to keep a cool head." said Hermione with a smile.

"You hit me with a book in the office yesterday." said Harry in protest.

"You didn't read section 1741.10 section four. Regulations and rules Harry." said Hermione, glaring at him.

"It hurt, the book weighed fifty pounds." said Harry, in almost a whisper.

"Anyway, Dad."

"My dashing good looks." said Ron, without thought, who was then pushed off his chair by Hermione.

"Hugo, it's your turn." said Scorpius after a moments laughter fest.

"Oh, right." He rolled a one and a three. "It says 'share something that you fear.' Dad."

"Your mother." said Ron, who had decided sitting on the floor was safer.

"Wise choice." said Harry, getting some more soda, "Scorpius I believe it's your turn."

He rolled the dice and got a six and a one. "Teddy, 'What do you often daydream about?' Mostly."

"Vi's a given. But I daydream about... food... I like steak." and Teddy's eyes began to gloss over.

"I thought he'd say werewolf rights." muttered Albus to Scorpius, who nodded.

"Your go, mate." said Scorpius looking over at Albus.

"Let's see, drat. I got two. My poison is. . . 'What is something you love to do and are good at?' Easy, drawing. Have you seen my room. Which reminds me, I need more sketch pads." said Albus, looking over at his parents.

"You've only told us, every five minutes for the past week Al." said Harry with a smirk.

"Yeah, I know. Just reminding you. Right, Lily, your go." said Albus, she rolled two number twos.

"The question is. Quidditch. What position would you want to play. It was a blank card, I get to make it up." said Lily as Scorpius looked at the blank card.

"Sorry, forgot to mention those." said Albus.

"Personally, I'd favor seeker." said Lily, "James is already a Chaser, so Rose?"

"I'd want to be keeper, but I can't fly." said Rose, who sat bitterly for a moment, before looking at her brother.

"Keeper would be grand. But I'd actually want to be a beater. Much more fun." said Hugo, grabbing a sandwich on a refilling plate.

"I never could decide between Beater or Chaser." said Scorpius, who was now thinking.

"Not seeker?" asked Harry, eyebrow raised, was this really Draco Malfoy's son?

"No, it'd be fun and all. I'd probably be good at it, but I like the more action part." said Scorpius, "Either or."

"Your father again is?" asked Ron, who had apparently been contemplating this.

"Draco Malfoy, so I've been told. Apparently the portraits at school are on that side of the argument as well." said Scorpius with a sigh.

"I think it's hilarious. You and Al get it all the time. Every portrait and ghost calling Al dad and calling you Draco." said James.

"It's annoying." said Albus, "I swear, I will start wearing a name tag."

"They really call you my name?" asked Harry, Ginny always called Albus mini Harry.

"All the time." said Albus, "But it's fine. Except for that stupid knight in that one portrait.

"Sir Cudogahn." said all the adults.

"He's a nut. Anyway, back to Quidditch. Al?" asked Ron.

"Seeker... yeah seeker." said Albus, now gazing off in thought.

"Are you two trying out next year?" asked James.

"Might." said Scorpius and Albus nodded like a bobble head.

"McNimier graduated last year, so there's a seeker position open. Lynn told me." said Albus, happily.

"I forgot about that." said James with a deep thought look.

"Oh, and you all?" asked Scorpius looking at the adults.

"Chaser, obviously." said Ginny with a smile.

"Seeker." said Harry, thinking he wanted to play with him snitch locked in his desk, "I miss being a Quidditch captain."

"You where very bossy." said Ron.

"No one listened unless I made them. You all kept playing around and you wouldn't stop moping about. Teddy, it's your go."

"Keeper." said Teddy, "I was pretty good at it."

"You where great Teddy." said Ron, "I was Keeper as well. . . not that good though."

"Ron..."

"Yeah Harry?"

"Do you want me to hex you?"

"Fine, I was an OKAY Keeper."

"Better." said Harry with a smile, then they all looked at Hermione.

"Me? Oh... Commentator." said Hermione, with a smile.

"You just don't like Quidditch do you?" asked Ron.

"I don't dislike it. I just wouldn't play if I could fly." said Hermione.

Harry rolled a two, "Fine, 'Say something about ghosts.' Warning: Try not to walk through them, it's freezing. Gin your go."

"Ron, say something about TV, this is for everyone." said Ginny, she had rolled two fours.

"I love TV." said Ron.

"Books are better." said Hermione.

"Troublesome." said Harry, looking at there's.

"Funny." said Albus.

"Okay." said Hugo.

"Decent." said Rose.

"I love it." said James.

"Great music channels." said Lily.

"Fair." said Teddy.

"... I like Scooby Doo." said Scorpius, which made a round of laughs.

"Right, so my turn." said Ron, "Let's see for myself, and the question is, 'Who's someone famous you would like as a parent.' Harry, you want to adopt me?"

"You eat too much, I wouldn't be able to afford you." said Harry in a joking manor, "Besides, it would be odd to have a child older than myself. Adopt yourself."

"Fine, I will. I don't need you." said Ron, who hufed and looked the other way.

"Hermione, it's your turn." said Ginny as the laughter died down.

"Well, let's see. This one hasn't been changed to wizarding standards. It say what would you do with a wand. Let's see, how about we change it. What would you do without one. James?"

"Panic and crawl under a rock and die." said James in deep thought, "As it's my turn. Scorpius. What animal would you like to be?"

"An inverse skunk. Because I'd be cute and dangerous." said Scorpius, who had apparently thought about this before.

"What would you have people call you?" asked Lily.

"Pip. Pip the inverse skunk." the group laughed.

"Aunt Ginny, describe your best teacher." said Rose, putting the card down.

"Lupin." said Ginny without a second thought.

"Question for everyone." said Hugo, "What color comes to mind when you think of happiness."

"Blue." said James.

"Gold." said Albus.

"Blue." said Rose.

"Yellow." said Lily.

"Pink." said Harry, and everyone stared, "What?"

"... Green." said Ginny, eyeing her husband in disturbance.

"Purple." said Ron, who got some glances, "Harry said pink, I can say purple."

"Blue." said Hermione.

"Yellow or blue." said Teddy, whose hair then turned blonde with blue tips.

"Show off." muttered James.

"Red." said Scorpius, breaking out of thought, "Bright red."

"He's so not Malfoy's son." said Ron.

"He's a mini-Malfoy look-alike." said Harry, rolling his eyes at Ron.

"So, How would define the word love?" asked Scorpius, "All."

"Powerful." it was all in unison and gave Scorpius the creeps.

"Right, Hey Scorp. What's your favorite room of your house?" asked Albus.

"My dad's study. It's really big, lots of books, and its fun to bother him and that's where he mostly is." said Scorpius without hesitation.

"Daddy, what complicates your life?" asked Lily, picking up as she finished rolling the dice.

"Annoying people who harp you while your out wit your family." Harry was glaring off into space, Scorpius thought back to the shop incident and could understand why.

"Ron, make a statement about security." said Harry looking at a card.

"Never enough." said Ron, who was now circling the board with his little blue man.

"Do you want to call it a night. It's getting late." said Ginny, looking at her watch.

It was nearly midnight and Hugo at some point had dozed off. They cleared up the games and headed upstairs. Albus apparently had no plan to go to sleep. He was very hyper and Scorpius' caffeine had kicked in. As they entered Albus' room, Scorpius noted a change. There was now two beds. Scorpius hopped on the one that had his bag on it and laid back. The next thing he realized, it was two in the morning and him and Albus where talking about anything and everything. They'd gotten the Ungame from downstairs around 12:30 and had just finished playing when the door opened.

"Sleep, now." was all James said, his eyes half hooded with tiredness and an irritated expression on his face.

TO BE CONTINUED