A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I went on holidays without internet or a laptop and afterwards school started again. I'm settled now so hopefully the next update will come faster.
A/N2: There are some changes in layout, because I'm still learning which one is the best. I'll change the other chapters to this form as well.

'Albus Severus Potter! What are you doing?' Rose cried, walking towards him with big steps and an angry look on her face. Albus had just finished breakfast and he had talked all the time with Matt and Scorp. Now he was going to the dungeons, because he had forgotten his school bag. But it didn't seem he could quickly get it and return, he first had to walk past Rose. And she wasn't going to let him go. 'You're friends with the enemy!' She shrieked.
'What do you mean? Who's the enemy?' Albus asked innocently, although he had some idea who she meant.
'Malfoy! Didn't you listen to my father? You should stay away from him. His family's dark, very dark. And so father, so son.' She said and she gave him a furiously look.
Albus sighed. 'Rose, he isn't his father. Scorpius is an innocent eleven-year-old boy who happened to be carrying the surname Malfoy. Besides, he's friendly and caring, maybe a bit arrogant but absolute not mean.'
'You're defending him! You defend the son of Death Eaters. Whatever they were, they were bad. I don't want you to do anything with him! Forget it.' Rose stood right before Al now, looking him in the eye, the angriness twinkling in her light blue eyes.
'Again, he's not his father. He's my friend and you have to live with it.' Albus started losing his self-control and gritted his teeth.
Rose looked startled. 'What?'
'HE'S MY FRIEND!' Albus cried and he pushed her away. Ignoring all the stares that followed him, he strode his way to the dungeons. 'Stupid, it's all stupid. All those prejudices, they're stupid.' He said under his breath and he cursed the whole wizarding world for being ignorant.

My dear Albus,

I'm so sorry I haven't told you the story before you entered Hogwarts. Your mother and I wanted to tell you everything last Christmas, but because of your illness we didn't. We'll explain everything this Christmas, so come home and take your friends Matthew and Scorpius with you. We'll tell Rose, Lucy and Roxanne at the same time. Oh, and Albus, don't worry, Severus Snape was good in the end, you should be proud to be his namesake. You should also know that Scorpius's grandmother Narcissa lied to save my life. The Malfoys made some wrong choices, but they weren't truly bad. I'm proud at you to be Scorpius's friend. The past doesn't matter now.
I hope you can forgive me for not telling the story about the war yet.

Love
Harry

Albus read the letter again and sighed. He was glad dad didn't prejudice Scorp, but also angry that dad wouldn't tell him right now. Patience wasn't his best quality, especially not after last year. It seemed that everybody else knew how heroic his dad had been in that war and his own son didn't know it. He didn't like that thought and pushed it away. Luckily Matthew and Rose weren't told anything too, so he was at least not the only one. Why would father only tell him at Christmas? There were 364 other days in a year, you could tell a story at any day. Albus had pondered over that question again and again. Why hadn't father told him around Easter, when he finally completely was recovered from dragon pox, or why hadn't he told him when he got his letter? Albus sighed and folded the letter carefully. He laid it away and jumped on his feet. It was Hallowe'en today and he'd better enjoy it. Well, after double History of Magic off course.

It's bloody boring to listen to history told by a ghost, especially if the ghost is professor Binns. Albus was bored, but couldn't think of anything better today than listening, besides maybe rereading his potions assignment. Matt sat next to Scorp, a few rows before him. They were playing a game or something, often laughing or high-fiving. It was great that the three of them were friends now, Scorpius was amazing if you knew him better. 'Because of the bloody and vicious revolution of the goblins in 1612, which resulted in many deaths of both sides, the magical world decided to keep wands for themselves. The law to forbid Non-Human Magical Beings to carry..'
'Oi, Al. You're not really listening to him, are you?' Albus looked startled to his right. Next to him, in the seat that was empty a few minutes ago, sat Amy Parker. Albus blushed and grinned awkwardly.
'Off course not. I mean, who wants to know about wars from 1612?' He answered quickly.
Amy grinned. 'So you have paid attention!'
'Err, well..' Albus started, but he was already interrupted.
'It doesn't matter, I'm sure that red-headed Ravenclaw girl told you all about it. She knows everything.'
'Rose? Yeah, she's my cousin and she's such a know-it-all.' Albus answered with a bitter undertone.
'She's your cousin? I didn't know that.' Amy looked surprised.
Albus grinned. 'It seems you're the only one. Almost everybody around me knows more about my family than I do. Something about a Boy-Who-Lived and a war. Does the name Voldemort say you a thing?'
Amy smiled uncertainly to him. 'Err, no. I don't think I've heard about that before. I'm muggleborn, maybe that explains my lack of knowledge. I've only heard I'm a witch a few months ago.' She explained.
Albus gasped. 'A muggleborn in Slytherin? You must be really ambitious or cunning!'
'Thanks, Al. I'll see that as a compliment.' She smiled and Albus blushed. In the silence that followed they heard Binns continuing about wand laws and goblin wars.
'Part-Human Magical Beings such as a person who is partly human and partly another magical race are allowed to carry, use and make wands, whenever they are fifty per cent or more human.'
'That's awful!' Amy decided. 'What if you're forty-nine per cent human, than you're not allowed to use a wand.'
Albus grinned. 'How can you possibly be forty-nine per cent human?' He asked.
'Well, they count it as how much of your blood is human, isn't it? So you only need someone with a human and a non-human parent who's had an accident and needed a blood transfusion. If the donated blood's from the same race of non-human being the person's got temporarily more non-human than human blood.' She explained.
'Err, sorry, but what's blood transfusion?' Albus asked confused.
She grinned. 'That's something from muggles. If you've lost a lot of blood they give you blood from someone else.'
'Eww, blood from someone else?' Albus looked disgusted to the red-haired girl.
'Yeah, but it's checked and everything so there are no bacteria or viruses in the blood.' She replied.
Albus didn't look reassured by her words. 'Bartera? What's that?' He asked.
Amy rolled her eyes. 'That's, well, sort of a very very small animal that lives inside you. Sometimes it's useful and sometimes they're bad for you and make you ill.' She explained.
Albus nodded. 'Ah, off course. And why do you know all these things?'
Amy smiled slightly. 'I wanted to be a doctor, before I knew I was a witch. I wanted to heal people so I've read all about it.'
Albus studied her face. 'Why?' He asked. 'Why do you want to become a doctor?'
Amy became paler, a harsh look on her face. 'It's my brother. He's seriously ill and he may..' She took a deep breath and studied her finger nails. 'He may die because of it. I don't know. It's so unfair. I don't want anybody else so ill.'
Albus smiled uncertainly. 'I'm sorry for you. That's really sad.' He studied his textbook, opening and closing it.
'Thanks.' She said and there was an awkward silence. Binns continued his monologue about things a long time ago in a monotone voice and you could hear the ticking of quills from the quill fight before them. People were talking through the whole class room. It was one big mess, there was truly no one interested in the goblin rebellions. This was going to be a long lesson, but at least they didn't have it with the Ravenclaws. He didn't want to see Rose now.

'Finally dinnertime. I've looked forward to the Hallowe'en feast the whole week!' Scorpius exclaimed as the three Slytherin boys made their way to the Great Hall. Albus grinned.
'Scorp, you look forward to every bit of food you get.' He said and he patted his friend on his shoulder.
Scorpius throws him a semi-furious look. 'That's not fair, I don't look forward to, erm, to.'
Matthew chuckled. 'To what? You worship food, mate. I've never seen such a small boy eating that much.'
'Yeah, how do you stay small? Your mother must be quite busy with cooking every day.' Matthew grinned.
Scorpius smiled. 'Nope, we've got house-elves. They cook for us.'
'Boasting about your family's wealth, Malfoy?' A voice said behind them. The three boys turned around and saw James standing there, together with his friends Louis, Fred and Chris. Albus waved and smiled to them.
'James, how are you? I haven't spoken to you in days.' He said.
'I don't care.' James sneered.
Albus studied his brother's face. 'What?'
'I don't care that I haven't spoken to you, do I have to repeat it again?' James said and he smirked.
'Why? I'm your brother!'
'I don't care. Rose told me, the whole family knows. You're fraternizing with the enemy!' James spat the last word as if it was disgusting.
Albus's eyes darkened. 'Scorpius is my friend, so shut it. Don't insult him for things that happened when we weren't even born.' He said angrily.
'Yeah, and you know what happened, off course. You know everything about the past. I'm sure father has told you.'
Albus became paler. 'He's going to tell me. He only hasn't told me because I was ill last year. As my dear brother you should know that!'
James smirked. 'Your dear brother, are you sure?' He turned to his friends. 'Let's go, it's too slimy here.' Fred and Chris followed him immediately, but Louis looked to Albus and shrugged before he walked after his three friends.
'Relax Al, your brother is just stupid.' Matthew said when the four Gryffindor boys were out of earshot. He smiled to his best friend.
'Yeah, he'll accept me some day and regret this discussion.' Scorpius assured.
Albus smiled sadly. 'I suppose so.' It sounded better than he felt. First Rose and now James was angry at him, only because he was friends with Scorpius. Why were people so ornery about the children of Death Eaters?

In the following days it only became worse. The more Albus, Matthew and Scorpius were seen together, the more Weasleys turned their back at Albus. James used all the mean pranks he could think about on his little brother and made comments about everything. Rose simply ignored him, she didn't even dare to look in his direction. Whenever they had the same class, Rose settled down as far as possible from the three Slytherins and acted like she didn't know who the guy with the green eyes at the other side of the classroom was. Fred and Louis were glad to help James in his actions, though Louis couldn't help but smile sadly at Albus. He seemed to be the only family member that still liked his cousin, although he wouldn't say it out loud. Matthew's only cousin, Emily, wasn't any better. Together with Molly she avoided speaking to Matthew or Albus and turned her head away when they saw each other in the corridors. Albus hated it.
'So slimy snake, do you like your new hair colour? It fits your eyes.' Albus stared to the ground, unable to say something back. He knew ignoring it would make it worse, but hey, what could he say?
James grinned. 'I remember something else with that shade of green, something at Hogwarts. Do you know what, Chris?'
Chris acted like he had to think hard about it. 'Err, something green? Must be something with sneaky slimy serpents. Or something with befriending a Death Eather descendant. Or both.' He said slowly, the last three words as if it was disgusting.
'It isn't like father like son, otherwise some Gryffindors would be much better.' Matthew said grimly and he stepped forward. 'Didn't your father teach you better, Potter?'
James's eyes flickered, Harry Potter was a sensitive subject in this context. 'Nor did yours, Jones. Otherwise you wouldn't laugh with that.' He sneered and he pointed with a dirty look to Scorpius, who didn't seem to care. Scorpius only smiled innocently to the oldest Potter, before he turned around.
'Let's go, I've heard enough.' He said. 'Don't worry, Al, professor Fawley will know a spell to turn your hair normal and her office isn't far away.' He tried to assure his friend. Albus sighed.
'Why can family be so mean? They should stay with you whatever happens.' His green eyes were glistering sadly.
'I know, Albus.' Scorpius replied slowly. 'I know.'
'No you don't! You've never been hated by your only brother. You'll never be ignored by your cousins. You'll never have to be the second. You're the only child, loved by both your parents and your whole family!' Albus cried, losing his temper.
Scorpius's face became paler than it normally was and his grey eyes narrowed. 'I'm not the only Malfoy.' He said angrily and he stopped walking. Matthew stared at him.
'What? He cried through the corridor. 'You've got a brother, Scorp?' His voice was low again, though you could hear his unbelief.
Scorpius sighed and closed his eyes a few seconds. 'No, not a brother.'
'Why didn't you tell us you had a sister?' Albus asked slowly, knowing that he had entered a painful subject.
Matthew just looked and watched, curious about the past of his friend. He wished he also had some siblings, or at least more family than just mum, dad, Aunt Megan and Emily. Now it seemed that not only Albus with his enormous and happy family, but also Scorpius had a bigger family than him. Can you imagine a house full of laughter when it's always silent at your home? Matthew could, and he dreamt about it every night.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear the rest of the conversation, but he was disrupted by an even louder 'What?' from Albus than last time. Matthew looked to his friend and saw shock in his eyes. He looked back to Scorpius, who was as pale as his hair, but his grey eyes showed shone in a way he had never seen before.
'You heard me right, Al, my sister is a squib.' Scorpius said softly, but firmly. Matthew gasped, his eyes widened. 'Yeah Matt, Selene Theia Malfoy is non-magical and I'm pride to be her brother. And if you two don't mind, I'm going to my dorm. Bye.' He turned around, to see Rose's startled face staring at him. He caught her eyes and inhaled deeply. When he let his breath escape, he pushed her away and strode to the dungeons, being stared after by three shocked first-years.