A/N Another little drabble, this time about Scorpius as my brain just doesn't want to work on my two longer stories, this is where it went instead.
"Scorpius Malfoy."
Murmurs filled the hall as the small blond boy walked to the stool. He had only a moment to glance at the room full of people looking at him with a variety of emotions on their faces, but it seemed to him in that one short look that many of them were disgust. He was beginning to wonder if he shouldn't have taken his parents advice and gone to one of the other European wizarding schools. The hat settled on his head and he waited for its decision.
"Malfoy eh," the voice in Scorpius's ears caused him to jump. Neither of his parents had said anything at all about the hat saying anything other than Slytherin when it sorted them. "Wasn't sure if I'd be seeing you."
"Why not?" asked Scorpius
"You really have to ask considering your family's involvement in the second wizarding war?"
"I'm not my family, people have to realize that. Besides my parents offered to send me to Beauxbatons but I wanted to come here."
"Why?"
"Other than the war both of my parents and all of my grandparents always talk about the great times they had here at Hogwarts. It wouldn't be right to go anywhere else."
"Did you even consider Beauxbatons when they suggested it?"
"Not at first but after a trip to Diagon Alley when we were stared at the whole time I did. Still Hogwarts is family tradition, I don't want to break that tradition. And people will just have to learn to judge me for me not for my family name."
"I think you could do well in Slytherin and it is family tradition, is that part of the tradition you want to continue."
"Place me where ever you feel I belong but know that if there are a great number of Slytherins who still believe all of that Pureblood nonsense I won't fit in well there."
"You could work to change their minds."
"I could and if you sort me there I will."
"Hmmm no I think you belong in Gryffindor!"