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REVIEW: Hermione and Ron's children: Rose and Hugo | Bill and Fleur's: Louis, Victoire, and Dominique | George and Angelina's: Fred II and Roxanne | Harry and Ginny: Albus Severus, James Sirius, and Lily Luna | Luna Lovegood and Scamander's children: Lorcan and Lysander | Neville and Hannah's: Alice (non-canon) | Mark Goyle is obviously Goyle's son | Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass: Blake Zabini | Pansy Parkinson: Linda Higgs
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CHAPTER VI: Learning Awesomeness- Part 1
TRANSFIGURATION CLASSROOM
A week had passed since the sorting and he yet to encounter the monkey, not that he could care any less. He wanted it to be extended, in fact, so that he wouldn't need to see that blasted freckled face of hers.
His daze was cut off when one of his housemates interrupted him. "Mind if I sit next to you?" She said while he just nodded blankly, uncaring.
The tables were set in pairs and Mark and Blake were sitting with each other on the desk beside him, leaving him next to Pansy Parkinson's daughter – Linda Higgs. Other than her father's blonde hair, she was a carbon copy of her mother in appearance. Higgs was one of those 'decent' Slytherins, so Pansy's negative influence had been somewhat diminished.
"How's your morning?" She inquired as sweetly as she could and Scorpius replied a quick "Fine". She was going to ask about how he felt about their first day of class when the Headmistress entered rendering everyone quiet.
Apparently, she's still teaching Transfiguration.
"Anyone who comes in one minute from now will be considered late and is subject to warning." She stated eyeing the empty seats in front of her. She knew who the students were, so she was particularly curious of their reasons. She saw Albus Potter and Alice Longbottom with anxious faces from the corner of her eyes.
"30 seconds." She announced, partly amused. It was one of the knacks of being a teacher/headmistress, and she was planning on taking advantage of it.
"10—"
"We're so sorry we're late!" A very familiar voice practically squeaked. Everyone turned and saw four Ravenclaws—the Scamader twins, the Asian, and a Weasley.
Scorpius wondered why such an obviously grade-conscious monkey would be so close to getting late but decided to ignore it – along with the feelings of delight that went through him.
"Take your seats." McGonagall ordered, fighting the urge to ask them why they're late in front of class. But looking at the twins and how the adorable red-head glared at them was more than enough explanation.
"We will start with the introduction of the subject." The headmistress said with that trademark stately manner of hers, and they did just that.
She taught them the fundamentals and said that it was the most 'scientific' of all subjects and will therefore be the most difficult subject for most of the students. She added that this just means that they would have to do extra work to reassure them... not that it really helped.
She briefed them on the topics they would learn in their upper years, and she asked – out of curiosity – what 'switching' (to be learned in their late second year) was.
She was not surprised when Rose Weasley answered. Her mother was just as impressive, after all.
After her answer, McGonagall decided to look around and ask another question. But when she turned her line of sight slightly away from the red-headed girl she saw from her peripheral view of vision that she looked towards the desk south-west of her. When the headmistress looked at her again, she saw the redhead was smirking rather confidently.
Curious, she looked at whoever the Weasley was looking at and Minerva soon found herself smirking… in amusement.
The girl seemed to be challenging Scorpius Malfoy.
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'That was one point for Rose Weasley.' Scorpius begrudgingly admitted to himself. How the hell was he supposed to know those advanced things, anyway? Studying the coverage of their first year in advance was tedious enough.
'That monkey is such a nerd.' He mentally insulted her (as if studying a whole year worth of lesson wasn't nerdy) and continued to do so.
He mentally smiled at the fact, though, that they were still rivals – in the amusing sense of the word. Maybe they always were, the only difference now was that their families were really backing them up… against each other. His line of thought was cut by the headmistress concluding the session.
"We will start with small things like turning matches into needles or… turning rocks into bread." Minerva stated staring at the two as she said the last example. Scorpius and Rose twitched at the obvious implication of the last part. Scorpius turned away from Rose's direction subconsciously, getting her eyebrow to rise, and mused:
'Bloody hell I will…'
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D.A.D.A CLASSROOM
Several minutes after the end of their first class, they moved to their next – The Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was taught by a certain Irishman their parents knew and loved. Well, some did anyway.
"Good morning class." Seamus Finnigan greeted his students nonchalantly; they greeted him (lazily) in chorus. By this time, his Irish accent was almost gone – fortunately for them since most of his first students could barely understand what he was talking about.
"As you must already know this is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and it will equip you with skills to fight in case something like you-know-who-happens again." He continued and paused for effect, he heard a few murmurs before he started looking around. He grinned internally at some faces that resembled his old friend's. He hadn't seen most of them in ages, he wondered how they cou—
"Professor." His daze was cut by a small boy who was a little on the… fat side of the largeness scale.
"Yes?"
"Do you think it will happen again?" He asked, obviously trying not to squeak.
"Hufflepuff." Rose heard a few boys – who just happened to be Scorpius and his cousin – whisper to each other haughtily at the same time. She was annoyed but decided to ignore them, it was much too quiet to bicker with him without getting noticed.
"We never know, kid. That's why we're preparing. It's better safe than sorry, no?" asked Seamus rhetorically just before continuing on. He had that excited face on, and his face was very very red. "Okay, this subject is obviously action-packed." He paused. "There had been a few changes since Harry Potter's time – other than professors actually lasting a year *cough* I've taught this subject for more than a decade *cough*.
"We've decided to teach you a little more advanced Defense spells during your first years. But since this is our first day, let's start slowly. Everte Statum – an awesome spell that would send your opponents flying."
He let the murmurs that followed calm down a bit (Seamus did like enticing reaction, he very much did), before looking at his students to catch their attention. "Shall we have a sort-of-diagnostic test, then?"
He surveyed his student's increasingly nervous faces. Somewhere along the way, he saw a girl with brownish-red hair. She looked almost like Hermione Granger—and she had that same confident look on her face. They're definitely mother and daughter, but should she take her as a demo student?
'Nah…' He mused, letting his sexist predisposition take over. His gaze shifted at the blonde boy behind her.
"Malfoy." He thought out loud getting the boy to flinch by a millimetre. He surveyed around again for his opponent and ignored the eager stare of Hermione's daughter. He spotted yet another familiar-looking young boy. It's a Potter, he could tell this time (since James didn't really look like his father), he pondered for a second whether to choose him.
But in the end Seamus decided to go against it. No student would really know what happened during that class with Harry and Draco, but he felt that it was just not polite to try to recreate that event.
So he decided to look around again. He saw several people flinch when his eyes stop to them. He did a few circles and ended up on the all-so-eager red head again. He continued to ignore her thoughts strong enough for him to feel and stared at her seatmates. It was a blonde boy. Two, to be exact, but he decided to choose the boy he saw first.
"You." He stated and the said boy just lethargically pointed at himself to make sure the weird professor was talking to him.
"Yes, you." He answered his unspoken question and then added. "So that's you and Malfoy. Up." He ordered the two who both stood up immediately.
"What's your name?" Seamus asked the non-Malfoy blonde before he past him on his way to the platform. He blinked his usual lazy eyelid-batting and answered,
"Lorcan Scamander, sir."
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Meanwhile, Rose Weasley was very disappointed that the weird teacher didn't choose her. She would've raised her hand if he actually asked for volunteers.
She sighed and just watched her friend and rival step up to the platform and faced each other. The odd professor followed them there and explained everything they needed to know before the two started.
"In positions!"
And she felt herself stiffen.
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Scorpius knew very well not to underestimate his opponent – no matter how sleepy he might look.
He found out a number of this about the guy courtesy of his annoyingly snoopy cousin. Blake seemed to be quite enthusiastic getting information on the dirty-blonde boys, and he was quite sure that it was to annoy him.
"In positions!" The professor yelled firmly and they did so. He noticed that his opponent's stance wasn't sleepy at all. He knew that he really wasn't tired, he just spoke and looked that way but he could tell he's a good mage.
The boy was one of the former Hogwarts Headmaster's great-grandsons, after all.
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"Everte Statum!" They chanted simultaneously, but Scorpius managed to cast the spell by a millisecond in advance causing the boy to topple back.
"OOf!" His opponent let out as his back landed on the floor. He heard a few gasps of surprise and he found himself looking at a certain monkey expecting her to be glaring at him.
But she wasn't – she wasn't even looking at him. Her eyes were fixed on her friend's direction, full of concern. He saw her smile when he sat back up looking unharmed.
Scorpius honestly would have preferred it if she glared at him.
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GREAT HALL
Lunch time
The sun reached its zenith, the day was at its warmest, and the students were relaxing. The sight of the food definitely added to the wonderful feeling of midday happiness.
Most students felt that way, anyway.
Scorpius was formulating a plan, and at the same time scolding himself for not being able to show his little conviction of showing the monkey of how much he hated her. While Rose herself, on the other hand, was stealing glances of him.
He was acting weird, she observed. He was still extremely pompous—no doubt about it—but she couldn't seem to shake the feeling that he's avoiding her.
Was he intimidated by her greatness?
She sneered at the thought—
Bloody hell he was.
So… why?
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Charms was a class still taught by Filius Flitwick. Before he never allowed the students to actually perform magic until Halloween, but since the second wizarding war he decided to speed up the lessons as well. Besides, a lot of new spells had been invented since then.
"We will start with lectures for a few sessions and will start practicing by next week." He announced and then added, "I urge everyone to read in advance so when the actual casting comes, we won't have much problem."
He paused for about a second and continued with his statements. "So now…
"Let's get to know each other, shall we?"
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Everyone though by far that this was the most enjoyable class. The old half-goblin was very funny and laid-back, but Rose was not worried because her mother said he was a great teacher and his students rarely failed OWLs and NEWTs thanks to him.
They played a game he creatively called 'the-getting-to-know' game. He divided the class into their houses and then separated all of them by putting for students from different houses together.
Instructions were simple: 'Get to know as much as you can about your teammates for 15 minutes'. It stated that their teammates' housemates from other teams would ask questions regarding him/her and make sure they answered correctly. The questions were answerable only by 'Yes' or 'No'. And the team with most points would be exempted in from the day's homework. He added that they couldn't lie since he set a charm on his magic glass ball. It would turn red if someone lied.
Much to Rose's relief Alice was teamed up with her, the chubby Hufflepuff from earlier was there as well. She didn't know what to feel when Scorpius was teamed up with her, too.
"Ernie Macmillan II" The chubby boy introduced himself to the two girls before Scorpius was sorted to them. Rose frowned when he saw him scoff haughtily as he stared at the boy.
"Creative name. Your patronus must be a boar." He commented in an extremely irritating tome of voice in Rose's ears, but the boy seemed to be oblivious to the mockery he had just received.
"It may. My father's is." He just replied casually getting Scorpius to sneer.
"No surprise there."
"Scorpius." Rose firmly called his name, and he successfully managed to maintain his cool upon the unexpectedly nice sound of his name.
"What?" He asked in response, trying to sound as irritably as he could.
She just stared at him for a moment, and he was still. She hoped she would see why he was acting like this. She thought he'd act like this only towards other races, but it seems he could act quite the prat to fellow wizards as well. It was odd, really, Rose could always see that this wasn't him. This side of him he obviously hated himself, although he probably would never admit it.
"Stop being a jerk," was all that she uttered.
"Make me." He grinned back.
Scorpius was enjoying this little banter. He was now definitely showing her how much he disliked her… right?
Rose frowned. "Maybe I can't – since you may just not want to…seeing how much you might just love being a prat."
Twitch
"Why yo—"
"Children. Stop reminding me of your parents." Flitwick cut them off. The two only reminded him by appearance though, since the interaction between the two was completely different from Hermione's and Draco's. He just said the statement because it sounded funny.
The two eleven-year olds quickly turned away from each other in irritation.
'HMPH!'
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Several minutes later... Scorpius wanted to groaaaan.
"I love chicken, ice cream, pasta, noodles, curry, dimsum, mango, guava, yogurts—" Ernie chanted only to be cut by him, on the verge of casting a shut-up spell on the fatso.
"You like eating, period. Next?" He announced purposely skipping Rose and looked at Alice.
"I like drawing, gardening and... that's it." She replied.
'That was way too short.' The remaining two thought simultaneously. They were both quite reluctant to disclose anything to their rival. They stared at each other for a moment in pondering how they were going to lie.
"I like cross-stitching." Rose lied. She tried it before, but it was much too painful to the eyes.
"I like animes." Scorpius added. It seemed like they're starting to compete for the most un-coolest likes of all. Ernie gaped at them while Alice stifled a laugh.
"I like ballet."
"I like classical plays."
"I like cosplaying."
"I like Barbie dolls."
"You win that one." Rose announced before laughing semi-hysterically. Scorpius blushed for many reasons, but he convinced himself that it was only – emphasis on the only –because he said something embarrassing. Not because he made her laugh or anything.
"Time's up!" Flitwick yelled and then clapped his hands to ask the students to line up.
"Let's start, now. With this team." He announced and pointed at Al's. The other groups immediately started asking questions. Al's team did rather well especially since Heart was with them. She noted that the two have become close and she smiled internally at the sight.
Lorcan and Lysander's team did a little worse though, while the other teams she didn't really remember much. They were the last group to be interrogated.
"A question regarding Ernie. His father's patronus is an Elephant." A random hufflepuff asked.
"No." The three answered simultaneously without delay earning a few impressed stares.
"Alice's favourite subject is Transfiguration."
"No." The other, save for the blonde, answered.
"Scorpius likes to read."
"Yes." Rose answered. Scorpius felt a little bit of blood rise to his cheeks at her correct and confident answer.
"Rose likes Roses."
"No." He and Alice answered at the same time. Scorpius was surprised that he knew this. Maybe he just knew by intuition that Rose did not like getting associated with something as delicate as a flower. If similar metaphors were examined, she'd probably choose a tree rather than a flower.
A few more questions were asked and they did quite well. Albus asked something stupid like 'Does Alice like Herbology?' since he was too preoccupied with the beautiful Asian beside him. The final group that asked them was Lorcan's group.
"Does Rose like to sing?" He asked. None of them answered immediately since no one actually heard her sing before.
"Yes." Alice just answered reluctantly and the asker just nodded in assent. It was Blake's turn next.
"Does Scorpius Malfoy already fancy someone at the inappropriately young age of 11?"
"No." The other three answered immediately. They—and pretty much everybody else—could not see someone as self-centered as Scorpius to actually be attached to someone that was not himself. Rose mentally cackled. She knew that she may well be exaggerating her rival's narcissistic tendencies but she enjoyed the embarrassed expression he made.
Blake grinned in amusement earning himself a deadly glare from Scorpius.
"Wrong." He declared and everyone immediately looked at the crystal ball.
No change.
Everyone –particularly Rose –gaped at Scorpius. And they were all thinking of the same thing:
Unbelievable.
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END OF CHAPTER VI
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CHAPTER VII: Learning Awesomeness Part II
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