A/N: Hello :) Here's chapter two, hopefully you'll enjoy it! Don't forget to leave a review to tell me what you thought! ;)

Scorpius Malfoy slammed the door to his flat shut. He could not believe that his parents had managed to talk him into doing this. He had never been one for causing trouble, and messing with a girl's feelings wasn't one of his usual pastimes. He vaguely knew Lucy Weasley from Hogwarts; they had never spoken, but he had seen her around. She seemed perfectly fine; nothing like the wench his mother made her out to be. And now he had to slip her a love potion. How? That was beyond him.

The 'unattainable' person she was supposed to fall in love with was none other than the Minister of Magic himself. Scorpius didn't even want to know how his parents had come up with that crazy idea. For some unexplained reason, they even had a remotely strong love potion lying about somewhere in the house. He was supposed to go to her office tomorrow while she wasn't there, slip the potion in whatever drink was on her desk, and get out as quickly as possible. Then, Lucy had to come in and drink it. The grand finale would be when his parents would tell the Minister that she wanted to speak with him. Awesome plan, no? Scorpius didn't think so. It was so wrong, in so many ways.

When he arrived at his mother's working place the next day, he hadn't slept at all. He was ready to tell her that he wasn't going to go through with the plan – she could do it herself if she wanted this so badly, but he wasn't going to help her.

"Mother," he said, coming to a halt in front of her desk, "I'm not doing this."

"Of course you are," she told him, not looking up from her work. "Otherwise you wouldn't be here."

"No, I'm not," Scorpius protested. "I'm not helping you in this. It's wrong. And I figured it would be polite to come and tell you in your face that I'm not going to do this."

"Sure, sure," his mother said absent-mindedly, waving with her hand. "Could you get me two cups of coffee, please?"

Not sure why she suddenly wanted coffee, Scorpius did as she asked him. He kept an eye out for a flash of red hair, but Lucy was nowhere to be seen. Of course, this could have to do with the fact that due to her recent promotion, she had an office to herself. Scorpius figured that that might've been one of the main reasons for his mother to hate her now. All she wanted was her own fancy office. It was ridiculous, but what could he do?

By the time he got back to his mother's desk and sat down, she had cleared it up a bit. "Right," she said, "thanks." She took a small bottle out of a drawer and poured it in one of the cups. "Now, if you could bring this to Weasley's office, you're excused."

Scorpius' mouth fell open. He could not believe his ears. "I already told you, mother, I'm not interested in helping you with your silly loathing fest. It's not her fault she got that job, and I'm not going to be a puppet in your ploys to achieve world domination, or whatever it is you're planning."

"It's not as if you have a choice in the matter," his mother replied haughtily. "You've been part of that ploy since you were born." Seeing his face, she added, "Well, not necessarily that ploy. But you've been part of my ploys ever since then. No escape possible."

"Watch me," Scorpius said in a low voice, standing up to leave.

"So you're just going to run for it, then? I thought we'd raised you differently," his mother said with a disapproving look. "And is this how you're going to thank me – and your father – for all our cares?"

Scorpius clenched his fists. He knew that she was only trying to guilt-trip him, and he should be stronger than this. Yet, he knowingly fell for it. His mother's grin widened as he sat back down.

"Now," she continued, "all I'm asking you to do is bring this cup to her office, and then you're free to leave. The love potion isn't everlasting – in fact, I think its effects won't last very long."

"How long is 'not very long'?" Scorpius asked, wary of his mother's vague talk. He had known her his entire life, and by now, he knew she wasn't exactly trustworthy.

"I don't know exactly, but don't count on her chasing after whomever she'll see first forever. Besides, the longer the potion will have to mix with the coffee, the longer she'll be influenced by it. So if I were you, I'd hurry up. Oh – you might want some coffee yourself, too. You don't look as if you had a lot of sleep last night."

Grumbling to himself, Scorpius took both cups and walked towards the office his mother had pointed out to him as Lucy's. The door was open, but she wasn't there. When he walked in (and saw a very orderly desk), he heard a voice from behind.

"Excuse me, but what are you doing in my office?" There she was, her hair still as red as it had been in school, although it was now no longer loose and falling on her shoulders like it once had.

"Sorry," Scorpius quickly apologised, and she seemed to instantly recognise him. To prevent her from making any comments, Scorpius handed her one of the cups hastily. "My mother thought you might want a cup of coffee. You know, it's supposed to be good here. I was just about to leave, so… cheers!"

He lifted his own cup slightly and gulped the coffee down as quickly as he could. Then, he walked towards the door, hoping that he hadn't messed up by staying in her office for too long. The Minister (or whomever his mother deemed most appropriate) should be coming in soon.

Before walking out, he glanced over his shoulder once more and instantly regretted it. She was standing with her back towards him, but somehow, he suddenly felt very attracted to her. She just seemed perfect to him, then and there. That was when Scorpius realised that something had just gone horribly wrong.