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Scorpius POV:

She was on my mind all the bloody time, especially after our encounter in the alley in muggle London. I had a very hard time getting over the redhead in our fifth year. The mere thought of her used to drive me crazy, it was difficult for me to control or lets say restrain myself when the both of us were in the same room. I wonder how she never realised; Al always said that it was pretty obvious. Al knew and he was pretty okay with it but I think that was because he knew that Weasley would never like me that way, which was pretty unfortunate if you ask me. I had been a lovesick douche in fifth year. And I had done things that I now regret, while trying to get over Weasley. And by things, I mean that I had had my fair share of "relationships", if you can call it that. That's how I got my reputation as the Playboy of Hogwarts; once it started I couldn't do anything to stop the rumours. Girls used to willingly throw themselves at me and my hormones certainly weren't any help during times like that. I didn't mean for it to get this way, but once it did there was no way in which I could stop it. So I just decided to go with it but I had quit sleeping around with every girl who asked, I've been in two relationships, proper ones since fifth year and they helped me find my way back. I don't know why it was so hard to get over her, until fourth year I thought that I hated her, her presence was like the bane to my existence, but just randomly one day I realised that I didn't hate her, what I felt for her was actually the opposite of hate. And that turned out to be my downfall.

Ever since we got off the train in first year, Weasley had hated me, I don't know why. I thought we would become good friends just like her cousin and I had. I was so wrong. I never understood what I had done to make her hate me so much. Her eyes used to burn with fury whenever she looked at me, especially in first year. I thought that she would stab me in my sleep when I got sorted into Gryffindor. I've known her for six years now and I still haven't figured out why she hates me so much. Al claims to not know either. But I think he has an inkling of what the reason might be, he's just not telling me. Al helped me a lot in fifth year, he tried to get Weasley and I to talk to each other and all that jazz but it didn't work. She was stubborn as ever and refused to have anything to do with me. I avoided her for the whole of our sixth year, sans our arguments which would more often than not cross the line. She was feisty, the redhead. How clichéd huh? But I had fallen for her feistiness and I had fallen hard. But that was more than a year ago. Now, no matter what happens I am not going to fall in love with her again, I can't go through all that again. I'll have my fun with her but it won't go beyond that, I won't let it.

Deciding all that, I got up to put away the last of my things. I was leaving for Hogwarts tomorrow. Everything was neatly packed and organised, just the way I like it except for a couple of shirts and the owl food that I had bought just today. I had finished putting it all away and was ready to go to bed when I heard a soft knock on the door. That sort of knock could belong only to one person. I Alohomora-d the door open and the next second I was tackled onto the ground and all I could see was a full head of platinum blonde curls.

"Ly, get of me" I said, while trying to sit up.

"No. Scorp we're leaving for Hogwarts tomorrow! I am so excited." she squealed.

"Ly, we've been leaving for Hogwarts this day for the past six years for me and the past five years for you! What's all the excitement

about?" I asked.

"Dear brother of mine, I am just excited to see all my friends! What, am I not allowed to even be excited in this house? "She huffed.

"Yeah yeah, okay love, whatever you say." I sighed.

"By the way, you went to meet Al didn't you? How did it go?"

"It was okay, guess who I ran into" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh Jesus. Not that girl again. It's like she's out to get you Scorp. Please tell me nothing happened and you did not fall head over heels in love with her again"

"Can you not exaggerate so much? I was never head over heels in love with her. And no, nothing happened" I lied.

"Scorp I know when you're lying cause I know you better than I know myself. But I am not going to push you to tell me the truth cause I know that you will tell me when you want to"

"Okay Ly, now get out of my room before I'll have to do it for you manually. You're not allowed in here, remember?" I grinned.

"Yeah, okay Scorp. But I think you should know that I always come in here when you aren't at home. That stupid charm on your door doesn't work on me...or Dad" she laughed.

"What? I thought my charm was flawless. How did you figure out the reversing spell, you goof?" I yelled.

"That's for me to know and you to find out, older brother" she grinned.

I scowled. She outwit me. It wasn't the first time though. Alyra Malfoy was incredibly smart, she could give Weasley a run for her money.

My sister hit me across the head and quickly pranced out of my room. Stupid girl. I'll get her next time.

Alyra Malfoy was unique, to say the least. She was extraordinary. I'd give my life for her without a second thought. My baby sister was already in sixth year. I don't know how she grew up so fast. She was a splitting image of my mother, apart from her hair which was like mine, while I was a splitting image of my father. If I gelled my hair back, the way he does, you wouldn't be able to tell us apart. Of course he looks much older, he doesn't appreciate being told that though. The day Alira was born, my life changed. The first time I set my eyes on her, I knew I was in for a lot of trouble trying to keep pesky boys away from her. She was gorgeous, I couldn't for the the longest time, take my eyes of her. And when she opened her eyes, she held me captive with them. They were a brilliant blue which, when the sunlight hit them at a certain angle, turned into pale silver. Her eyes alone were breathtaking. She had become my life since then. My heart wrenched when I heard her cry, I was ready to stab the person who brought tears to her eyes. And I wasn't alone, my father was a dead man, with a daughter like Alyra, anybody would be. She was his little princess. She got whatever she wanted but Ly being the darling that she is, never asked for much. She was always content with what she had. As the years flew past, her beauty grew with her, people used to wonder if she was part Veela. Her beauty could only be pitted against Weasley's.

Wait, what? I didn't just think that. But unfortunately, that is the truth. Weasley was just as beautiful as Alira. She lived up to her name. Ly and Weasley were and still are on decent terms, Weasley used to tutor Ly in Ly's fourth and fifth years. They became good friends because of that. It always puzzled me that Weasley could get along with Ly so well, while she hated me, so her reason certainly wasn't because I was a Malfoy.

Ly along with Al tried to set me up with Weasley, but even Ly's pestering hadn't worked on Weasley. Stubborn, remember?

But after a while I asked Alira to stop and just let it go. Nothing was going to happen between me and Weasley. And I didn't want Ly to become a part of it. She did stop and she also helped me get over Weasley. She never questioned me about my reputation in Hogwarts, she never yelled at me for sleeping around and she never judged.

She was always there for me, just the way I was always there for her. She was my little sister but she always had my back. Without her, I would be nowhere.

She was my angel, my life. She was the perfect little sister, I could never ask for a better one.

She knew how much I loved her and she often used that to her advantage to get her way with that annoying Ravenclaw smartness of hers. But the thing is, I've never been able to say no to her and someday that's going to come bite me in the arse.

I scribbled a quick note to Ly asking her to be up early as we had a train to catch and sent it to her with my owl, Gus. Yes, I know we live in the same house. But her room was in the adjacent wing and I was too lazy to walk all the way there.

I had a tough time sleeping that night, I can't stand spending half the day tomorrow with Weaslette. That girl will drive me insane, I swear.

Hola!

So this was like the confessions chapter and the chapter in which I introduced a new character. I always wanted an older brother, thats why I love writing about the relationship between a brother and sister. And Scorpius Malfoy, of course makes an amazing older brother.

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