What do you all think of the length of the chapters? I want to write them longer but I just wanted the basic information to be set up first nicely first. I also hope that last word wasn't offensive, i just couldn't think of an insult that sounded right lol
Chapter 3:
"Well, well if it isn't Slytherin Squib Potter and his little Deatheater girlfriend, Malfoy." Lysander hisses as he walks up to their table, fully dressed in Quidditch robes. He picks up Scorpius's potions book which he quickly examined before dropping it onto the table. It flops open to a random page. "On a little study date during breakfast are we?" He looked at the girl on his shoulder expectantly and as if on cue she started laughing. The boy who stood behind him just stared at his feet.
"What do you want Scamander? Here to cheat your way into something else again?" Albus sneered back.
"Possibly." The Ravenclaw boy smiled. Turning to the girl he whispers something in her ear and she giggles and nods her head. "Save a kiss for me before practice Lysy." She says as she makes her way to her House's table.
"Lysy? How adorable, almost makes me want to vomit." Scorpius rolls his eyes.
"Whatever. So I hear me and that little Weasel will be going head to head for the Cup after the break."
"You came here to talk about Quidditch? I get it, you won this round." Albus growled.
"No, I came here to talk about your cousin," Lysander smirks as he plops down to sit across from the two boys. "She's gotten a lot prettier this year hasn't she?" He lifts his hands to rest behind his neck. Albus quickly stands up. A few curious students look over their way.
"Stay away from her," Albus says sternly, his voice dangerously low, both hands on the table, eyes deadlocked on Lysander's.
"I've heard she's a prude. It'd be a shame if someone, you know, got in the way of that that little innocent act she's got going on." A smug grin crept across his face.
Before Albus could react, a fist reached out and made it's way to the Ravenclaws face and just as quickly Lysander reached out, bursting Scorpius's lips, then his hands firmly grasped onto his robes, and pulled him forward. His upper body practically on the table at this point. Suddenly the voices around them hushed to a whisper. Everyone was staring.
"You're going to pay for that one." With a hand still gripping Scorpius, he uses the other to pull out his wand and points it at the Slytherin's throat.
Suddenly a figure pushes the two apart. "Get out of the way Lorcan!" It's the quiet boy who stood behind them.
"Come on Lys, you're lucky none of the Professors are in yet otherwise you could kiss Captain goodbye." He nods an apology at the two boys. He may have been the git's twin brother, but they were complete opposites.
Lysander brushes his brother's hand off of him and sweeps his hair to one side. His other hand reaching up to the black eye Scorpius had left him.
"Pureblood trash." He spat as he let his brother lead him out of the Great Hall towards the Quidditch field.
"What was that about?!" Rose cries out as she runs over to the Slytherin table, James and Dominique by her side. They had been busy creating strategies to win the Cup, while Dom had been engrossed in an early morning makeout sesh with her new boyfriend when they finally noticed the yelling.
"Is that Scamander git at it again? I'll take care of him if you need me to." James states angrily.
"I honestly don't understand how he's Luna Lovegood's son. Like we used to be such great friends with him and his brother as kids." Dom shakes her head.
"Not to mention they're invited to Vic and Teddy's wedding. It's one thing having to put up with the jerk at school, but at home too? It's despicable." James shakes his head, flustered.
"Scor- Malfoy, your lip, it's bleeding. Callidora said she saw you hit him first, what did he say to you?" Rose asks with genuine concern in her voice.
Scorpius decides to ignore her and uses his sleeve to wipe away at his mouth. "Al, let's do it. Let's get back at those fucking Ravencunts."
"Thank Merlin." Albus slams his hand down firmly and it makes contact with the only object that hadn't fallen off their part of the table. Scorpius reaches down to pull the book from underneath Albus's palm and the title of the open chapter catches his eye, Perfectly Precise Preparation of Polyjuice Potion.