This chapter is COMPLETELY dedicated to the awesome M-Dub 720! My first reviewer! Thank you, you totally made my day! : ) On to the more boring stuff : P
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, this is just for my own twisted entertainment.
Summary: DH SPOILER! A sequel to Brill (and The First Meeting), but you don't have to read those two to understand this one. This is set much farther in the life of the new HP gen. Scorpius Malfoy runs away from home with best friend Alexander Boyle. Scorpius/Rose
A/N: Sooooo… onto my fourth chappie! As usual, reviews would be HIGHLY appreciated.
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After a long while of patience Zander was sick of Scorpius' sniffling and whimpering and he crawled over to him, reaching back and slapping him hard across the face. Scorpius gasped and touched his cheek, now flaming red, and turned to glare at Zander.
"Pull yourself together Malfoy," Zander hissed, "We didn't come this far just to turn back like a snot-dripping baby, crawling to mummy and daddy! It's sick!"
"Shut up Boyle!" Scorpius growled, getting to his feet, his hands in tight fists, "As if you would be any better if your parents had come!" He immediately regretted saying anything at all.
Zander may have been slightly shorter than Scorpius, but he was stockier, stronger, and with a battle cry he sprang to his feet and tackled him, "You don't know anything Malfoy!" Scorpius shielded his face and rolled over, Zander's fist raining down on his back, before kicking him off with all his strength.
"You want a piece of me?" Zander cried, yanking out his wand, "You want a piece of me!" The two boys stood their for a long time, panting, wands at the ready. They both shook, and slowly Scorpius straightened up as a sign of peace, sliding his wand back into his back pocket. Zander's arm fell to his side and he shook his head.
"Zander… I didn't mean-"
"Whatever Malfoy," Zander cut in, tucking his wand away and flipping his dark hair out of his face, "let's go."
"Where?"
Zander rolled his eyes, "Anywhere. Anywhere but here."
Scorpius gulped and nodded, looking over his shoulder. Somewhere, not too far away, but out of sight, was the promise of home. His parents would forgive him, they'd be too delighted to care. But he was passed that now. He couldn't go back. Zander put his hand on Scorpius' shoulder, gritting his teeth and Scorpius nodded, going to his broom.
"Follow me," Zander said, mounting his broom, and Scorpius was soon zooming after him, swerving out of the way of the occasional branch.
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Scorpius wrinkled his nose. They had flown for hours, finally reaching a barely standing hut at the other end of the forest. Farther still was a road to the city, not all that close, but not too far away either. He was sitting on a rock beside the front of the house, watching distastefully as Zander practiced the Unforgivables. They had both given them a try the year before, but Zander had taken a liking to them.
"Imperio!" Zander said with glee, pointing his wand at a stray fox. He watched, clearly pleased, when the fox began to do flips in the air. When he tired of that he sat on another rock and had the fox growl at Scorpius.
"You're boring," Zander muttered, and then had the fox come back to him and sit down, "Crucio!" The fox whined, buckling to the ground, and started to twitch. Scorpius watched horrified, when Zander commented, "Dammit, still can't get the stupid curse right… CRUCIO!" And then the fox cried, heartbreakingly, and Scorpius couldn't take it any more.
"Avada Kedavra!" he snapped, and the fox fell, limp.
"Oi, what was that for?" complained Zander.
Scorpius tried to hide his previous unease, shrugging, "I'm hungry." And then he grinned, "It's your turn to cook by the way." Zander groaned, but picked up the dead fox anyway and marched back into the hut. Scorpius sighed, burying his face in his hands. Zander worried him sometimes. Though a few months older than Scorpius, Zander was often rash and immature, impulsive and often violent. He was, personality-wise, young and impressionable, prone to hatred as a result of those who hate them. He had plans, big ones, and what worried Scorpius the most is that he wouldn't be surprised if he carried them out.
He remembered that one night, when they'd been hiding down in the dungeons. Itchy, peppery red dots were speckled all over 12-year-old Zander and he squirmed restlessly.
"Shush!" Zander had whispered then, as if Scorpius were the one who kept whining. They could hear James and his little gang approaching. Growling Zander leapt up from his hiding place, scratching everywhere, "I can't take it anymore!" he howled. Scorpius, the big coward, hid in fear while James shouted, "Levicorpus!" and then he twirled his wand, causing Zander to spin faster and faster, knowing how he got sick so easily, and then ripped it all away, so he crashed onto the ground. And again. And again. And again. It was only until Zander had passed out that James looked around, calling, "Malfoy! You around here?"
Hugo Weasley shrugged, averting his gaze, "He probably left. Oi, Lily'll be wondering where we got off to, won't she?"
"Course she will, her two so-called buddies are here, aren't they… or… If Malfoy is with her, I swear I'm gonna…" But Scorpius never heard what James planned to do with him, because they'd already ran out of the dungeons.
Slowly he crawled out, over to where Zander lay, limp, and poked him.
But back then he was still Alexander, and Scorpius whispered, "Alexander?"
Zander had then groaned and rolled over, and Scorpius' fright eased. Relief and guilt had flooded his senses instead.
"I'm okay," Zander grunted, pushing himself up with great effort, noting that the red spots were finally beginning to fade. Immediately his face turned green and he looked away, hurling onto the stone floor. Scorpius grimaced, but stayed nonetheless. There had been pure hatred in Zander's eyes that night.
"We'll get back at them, you and me. One day, we're going to be the most powerful wizards on the face of the earth. They'll all bow down to us, asking, no begging at us." Scorpius had then twitched uncomfortably, silent while Zander developed the beginning of what would later become a grand, threatening plan.
Still sitting on the rock, Scorpius now shivered and glanced over his shoulder. Slowly he turned his gaze to the bare flesh of his left wrist. At that point where it joined the palm of his hand, a small dent directly over his veins, was a small, black spot. He rubbed it a bit before looking away. Zander had insisted in the lot of them getting the tattoos, laced with so-called "Dark Magic", as a way of communication. They'd learned it in fifth-year, learning of the use of magic for the "Dark Mark in History, and it had been extremely useful when on some occasion they were cornered and in need of backup. He idly wondered if they'd ever use them again.
He thought of Lily and Albus, the youngest of the Potter clan. Albus had never directly participated alongside his older brother, but he'd become used to it and learned to avoid those moments. Lily… again, it had all been stupid Rose's fault. Rosie Rose, who believed she could just waltz into his life whenever and with whomever she liked. She had dragged Albus along, and when Lily Potter and Hugo Weasley first came to Hogwarts it was clear that her intentions where the same. Hugo, however, was immediately by James' side, the two spending the day plotting pranks. It was James who introduced Hugo to the girls, James who helped him sneak out after dark, James who had him tag along when he felt like picking on the Slytherins… But it was all Rose's fault. Lily wasn't even that pretty. She was all right, he supposed, with her straight red hair and freckles, and her quiet, curious disposition. But Scorpius had never intended to befriend her. Lily had tried to befriend him, and in doing so put the final nail into his coffin. James had refused to believe anything else.
"Scorpius?" Zander called from within the hut.
"Yeah?"
"Go take a bath. I can smell you from in here, and you seriously need one!"
Scorpius shrugged, "But there's no shower or anything."
"River nearby," Zander clarified, peeking his head out the door and pointing to the left of the house, "A little farther off. Take the broom."
Scorpius nodded as Zander turned back in and swung his legs over the broom, tightening his grip and easing through the air. Slowly he let go, reaching his hands into the air, (Look Daddy, no hands!), and then hanging up side down, (Look at me! Look at me!), ducking under a tree and snatching a small fruit as it fell, (I caught the snitch!). Memories plaguing his mind he dropped the fruit and settled back onto his broom, upright, crouching down to reach optimum speed.
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He was cold, he was wet (couldn't remember the stupid drying charm), and he was annoyed. Scorpius sat cross-legged on the ground, taking a huge chunk out of the meat Zander offered him, listening to Zander's incessant plotting.
"I say we meet."
"They're all in Hogwarts now, how do you suppose we… umph… mweet?" Scorpius' asked, taking another bite.
"Fine, we'll wait until… we can't wait that long!"
"Zander, we've glomph to pawn ish inda fwingh."
"We don't have to plan this in advance, we'll just call them over and then we plan."
"Umph… Seriously? I think we can take our time."
"But I'm bored! I need to train; I need to practice. And you are completely useless."
"Gee, thanks… gomph…"
"Well it's true. I say we call them over… as soon as possible… During Christmas break. And we can set up an HQ here. We-"
"HWEEAH?" Scorpius spluttered, bits of food spraying out of his mouth.
"Er… yeah, here. Don't spit on me Malfoy. It's disgusting."
Scorpius gulped, "Here? Set up a headquarters… here?"
"Yes, here! What's the problem?"
"It's kinda small, if you haven't noticed."
"We'll expand then. But this WILL be our HQ."
"If you say so…"
"I do."
"You may now kiss the bride," Scorpius said, laughing.
"Huh?"
"Because you said 'I do', so you know, like when a… in the… when people… oh forget it."
"Scorpius… you are a creepy, creepy kid."
"So…"
"I'm thinking, Gryffindors first, that git Potter in particular. Then Hufflepuffs, just because they're boring… and Patricia snubbed Robyn that one time, remember? Made Robyn feel awful. We can't do all of Ravenclaw though, 'cause of Tanya. Right?"
"What?"
"You know… which houses we're going to exterminate first. I vote Gryffindor."
Scorpius grimaced, eyes wide, "Heh…"
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Hehe, Zander's so eeevillll. MUAHAHAHAHA!
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