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Chapter Two
The worst thing about the rain was that all the worms emerged from the ground. It was hard for Scorpius to walk into King's Cross with his father and keep from stepping on the little writhing things. He knew that it would be easier to just step on the damn things and walk without caring. But he couldn't help but let the more fantastical part of himself believe that those worms were just representations of him and how easily he could be crushed.
"Walk with your head up, boy. A Malfoy should be proud in the world. You look like some damn Greengrass." Draco said, sneering at his son. Scorpius wondered when his father had stopped comparing things he found distasteful to muggleborns and when he had started referring to those things as being some a Greengrass would do.
"Yes, Father." Scorpius said. He started walking proudly his eyes clearly watching the world in front of him.
Worms be damned.
Scorpius wondered if his father would disown him and take his chances with another pureblood to produce a better Malfoy heir. Scorpius wondered if he would care if that happened.
They were soon enough standing on Platform 9¾. Scorpius concealed his absolute excitement at seeing the train. He also concealed his scorn for his mother. She did not stand far from the entrance to the Platform. When she had come to send him off his first and second year at Hogwarts she had desperately looked for him. Now she stood there without seeming to recognize anything around her.
"Ms. Greengrass." Draco said. His voice was absolutely neutral.
"Mr. Malfoy." Astoria said. Then she looked at him and with a cool nod, said, "Son."
"Mother." Scorpius wondered if he were to appear in front of her missing limbs and with a hole through her stomach if she would react any differently. He wasn't sure she still knew his name was Scorpius for all she ever called him was Son.
"I trust you have all your supplies for the year?" She said.
"Of, course I have provided for my son. Ms. Greengrass." Draco said. Scorpius stood there. They would continue on with this for at least ten minutes. With his mother asking him a question and with his father replying for him. After ten minutes Scorpius knew he would be able to kiss his mother's cheek and give his father a handshake and then he would be blissfully gone from his family until the next break.
He let his eyes wander for the remaining ten minutes.
He briefly made eye contact with Lorcan and Lysander. The twins smiled beatifically at him and Scorpius coolly nodded. He wanted to smile but he didn't want his mother or his father to think he was engaged in their petty sparring match.
Scorpius watched the parents of the first year student's check and double check and then triple check their children's belongings. Some of the more zealous parent's checked a fourth and fifth time. The first year's happily protested; eager to be annoyed by their parents so they didn't have to face their own fears. They all looked so happy and worried and wonderfully like a family that Scorpius had to violently push down his envy.
It simply wouldn't do to care about the fact that those miserable runts had something that Scorpius would never feel.
Scorpius could feel someone staring at him. Glancing over he saw and was caught in the gaze of one Albus Potter staring directly at him. He wasn't smiling at Scorpius but the gaze was certainly intense. Feeling an embarrassing warmth start in his heart and spread up to what felt like his scalp, Scorpius barely contained the smile he wanted to give Albus and instead turned sharply back to focus on his parents.
Both Draco and Astoria did a fantastic job of exhibiting a childlike pettiness.
"Father. Mother. I'm afraid I must board the train. I will see you both soon." Scorpius said. He didn't bother to care that he was probably interrupting them. On normal occasions Draco would have reprimanded him for being rude; but this was not a normal occasion.
"Yes, yes. Scorpius, I assume that you will be sending me your weekly owl." Draco said. Scorpius smiled. It was a cold and thin smile and Scorpius thought it suited his face perfectly.
"Of course, Father."
"I hope you do well this year, as you always do, Son." His mother said. Scorpius gave her a cool nod. He then stepped forward and kissed her on her cheek. Her cheek was cold, thin, and heavily covered in some sort of concealer. As always. Turning, he shook his father's hand.
He then walked away his school supplies trailing after him.
It didn't take him long to board the train and find Blanche Zabini. He was greeted warmly by his friend and sat down to begin reading one of his many books. Blanche was already heavily engaged in conversation with Louis Weasley. By the time the train was pulling out of the station Lysander had joined them. He had briefly explained that his brother, Lorcan, and Rose Weasley, his brother's girlfriend, were sitting with Hugo Weasley and Lily Potter.
Scorpius didn't much mind the other three boys in the cabin. He was already quite close with Blanche and Lysander; Louis wasn't of much interest to Scorpius beyond the fact that he was a Weasley and in Slytherin. He did mind however when after a half hour of the train speeding along, their cabin opened and an unmistakable voice said, "Louis! There you are. I've been looking for you."
Scorpius looked up to see Albus Potter. Thankfully the other boy was not looking at Scorpius and was in fact beaming at his friend.
"Albus. I would've thought you'd be with Christopher." Louis said. His voice was deadpan but his was clearly amused by Albus. Scorpius was still watching Albus. His eyes traced the man's profile and Scorpius decided that there was little as aesthetically pleasing as Albus Potter's profile. Feeling the familiar blush—well it wasn't a blush, mind you, but it was entirely un-Malfoy and un-Scorpius—Scorpius determinedly focused on his book.
"That boy is far too interested in snogging Mincie to provide any worthwhile conversation. So, I'd thought I'd come by to see if you have anything better to offer." Albus said. And with that he happily sat down to nominally engage in conversation with Louis and Blanche.
Scorpius could not help but notice that he sat directly across from him. Legs splayed in an entirely alpha male way.
Disgusting.
Attractive.
Extremely attractive.
Scorpius decided that his book desperately needed his attention.
He was talented and determined enough to last ten minutes before looking about the cabin again. Lysander was watching the scenery roll pass the train. It looked like the boy was day dreaming and Scorpius was rather sure that that was precisely what the boy was doing. The other three boys were engaged deeply in conversation. Feeling secure, Scorpius decided to watch and listen to their conversation.
He did not want to acknowledge that he only felt secure because he was certain that Albus was barely heeding him. Because it was simply unacceptable for a Malfoy, or really a Scorpius, to feel that insecure about someone that he hardly knew.
The three men were engaged in deep conversation about the final battle between Voldemort and Harry Potter. They were focused on debating the Elder Wand. Both Blanche and Louis seemed convinced that the Elder Wand was not a myth and had in fact been present in the final battle. But Albus seemed to not believe that at all. From the wicked and mischievous glint in his eye, Scorpius knew that the other boy was simply playing Devil's Advocate. He wondered if the other boys knew that.
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Albus was not entirely engaged in the debate with his friend and Blanche Zabini. He could keep the other two endlessly entertained with circular argumentation. What did amuse him was that Scorpius had slowly and completely relaxed when he didn't think that Albus was paying him any attention. The other boy even seemed to be observing his conversation with the others and Albus could feel each time that Scorpius looked at him.
Seemed his hunch was right.
He couldn't directly engage the boy without it being put to a stop by said boy. But, if he was around Scorpius for long enough the other would relax and would certainly notice him.
"I'm just saying, Albus, your father is one of the most powerful wizards of our time and Voldemort was near his equal. The Elder Wand would surely be caught between the two of them in any sort of battle." Blanche said. Albus smiled at the other boy. It was a reassuring smile but slightly condescending. Albus didn't have to be nice simply because Louis was friends with Blanche.
"Yeah, but you are assuming the very existence of such a wand. The Elder Wand—actually all the Deathly Hallows are all stuff of myth. There is very little reason to believe that there is really anything there." Albus said. It's not that he wasn't interested in the Elder Wand. Albus thought he was probably far more interested in the Elder Wand than the other two boys. He knew from his father's wartime stories, at least when his mother didn't prevent the stories, that the Elder Wand did exist. He had yet to find out where it was though. But he was sure that his father was the current master of the Elder Wand.
"Scorpius? A little help here." Blanche said, turning to the smaller man. Both Louis and Albus turned to look at Scorpius also. Albus smirked when he saw that the other boy had been looking at him when Blanche had called their attention to him.
Scorpius looked away and cleared his throat.
"Well, honestly, I'm not sure such whether it really matters or not." Scorpius said. Albus, and so it seemed were the other two men, was intrigued by the answer. They all leaned forward focusing intensely on the small man.
Scorpius looked at each other them. A small blush of embarrassment was clear on his face. Scorpius evidently did not like to be focused on.
"I mean, it is doubtable whether or not the Elder Wand truly exists. Just like Albus said." Scorpius continued. He did not look at Albus when he acknowledged him, which briefly annoyed Albus.
"But, it can be argued that if there was a wand that was created to be completely attuned to a very powerful wizard then it would certainly live up to the grandeur of the Elder Wand. Or, I guess, it could be completely attuned to a very powerful witch. Those exist also." Scorpius said. It was clear that the other boy was finished voicing his opinion.
"And how do you know that?" Albus said. His voice was low and focused and he knew that it would make the other boy acknowledge him. Scorpius looked him briefly in the eyes, blinked, and then seemed to stare at Albus's ear.
"I've done a little reading on wandlore. It's quite fascinating." Scorpius said.
"Well, there you have it. Clearly a wand powerful enough to be the Elder Wand would have been present at the battle between your dad and Voldemort." Blanche said. He laughed and leaned back into his seat. Louis grunted an agreement and sat back also. Albus smiled and said, "Well then, perhaps there were two wands powerful enough to be the Elder Wand at that battle."
His statement caused the other two wizards to groan and laugh. Scorpius seemed sure that his bit was done and he curled back up with his book like some sort of cat.
Albus smiled internally.
He knew that he was correct then. Scorpius was an interesting wizard and therefor an intelligent wizard. Albus would be getting to know the other wizard; he had plans for his future and he wanted all the interesting wizards he could find to be around him. But that would all happen soon enough.
"Ah, look, we are nearly to Hogwarts." Lysander said. It was the first time during the trip that the dreamy eyed boy had spoken.
Well, that's chapter 2. Hope you all liked it and I would love it if y'all reviewed.