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Chapter Two

Third Year

"It is so good to be back," I sighed, sitting myself down in one of the plush couches next to the fireplace.

"I have to agree with you there," Fabian said.

"I'm going up to the dormitory to unpack a bit," Alicia said.

I grunted my response, while Fabian said "Alright, goodnight, sleep well," or something along those lines. I didn't care, to be honest.

I was back.

I was home.

Most Slytherin's didn't give a rat's arse about Hogwarts, they took everything for granted.

I, however, was in love with Hogwarts. I loved the school itself, but it wasn't just that; I enjoyed schoolwork, I loved watching Quidditch (I couldn't play it to save my life), and I enjoyed the whole atmosphere.

It just seemed like home to me, and every September first was one of the best days of the year to me, because it meant that I could go back home.

I don't know how long I stayed in the Common Room, but the fire was dying and Fabian had already left me, so I decided it was probably late, so I headed up to my dormitory and went to sleep.

…~oOo~…

"Good morning," I said, sitting next to Fabian and Isaac. "Sleep well?"

Isaac grunted, something that I supposed meant 'yeah, but shut up, I'm still in troll-mode', while Fabian, ever being the polite, pleasant one, said "I slept very well, thank you. Yourself?"

"I slept excellent, thank you."

Grabbing a biscuit and buttering it, I started eating.

I was halfway through eating when my brother ran to the Slytherin table, looking like he had just got out of bed (which he probably had). He sat down a few seats away from me, but close enough so that I could have a conversation with him if I wished, which I did.

"Good morning, handsome," I said, smirking as my brother blushed (he always blushed when someone complimented his appearance, it was quite adorable, really) and said "Morning, Cari."

"Sleep well?" His 'yeah' was smothered as he started eating oatmeal.

As Professor Slughorn (our head of house) walked by, handing out our class schedules, I noticed that Albus Potter was sitting next to my brother having a very intense discussion, as both were completely oblivious to Professor Slughorn giving them their schedules.

I smiled at the scene and made a mental note to talk to Scorpius about his friendship with the Potter boy.

I knew that father would be pleased that at least one of his children pushed aside old school rivalries.

I stood up to get ready for my first class; transfiguration. Even though class wasn't going to start for another hour, I might as well begin looking over the materials.

"What classes are you taking?" Isaac asked as he and Fabian stood up as well, following me out of the Great Hall.

Fabian answered first, saying "Charms, transfiguration – oh Merlin, no – potions, divination, astronomy, care of magical creatures and defense against the dark arts."

"Oh, I'm taking the same, only instead of astronomy I'm taking herbology."

Fabian just shook his head at Isaac. Isaac loved his sleep much too much to even take astronomy, it was kind of amusing the extents he would take just to keep his sleep. Okay, very amusing.

"What about you, Cari?" Fabian asked.

"Uh-" I looked at my schedule, "I'm taking charms, potions, divination, herbology, care of magical creatures, transfiguration and defense against the dark arts."

"There's no need for you to take DADA, considering both your parents and grandparents were death eaters," came the obnoxious voice of James Potter.

I spun around to face him, and scowled at the smirk he had on his face.

"It may interest you, Potter," I said, my voice dripping in venom, "That my grandfather was a death eater because his father made him. Grandfather didn't want to become a death eater, but he had no choice in the matter. My father became a death eater to save my family."

"Carina," Isaac said, holding onto my arm to make sure I didn't hex Potter.

I ignored him, however, and continued. "It may also interest you to know that my mother's family were neutral, do you hear that? Neutral! They didn't fight on either side!"

"Doesn't change the fact that you're entire family on your dad's side were death eater's. I wouldn't be surprised if they still were!"

By this time I was livid. How dare he accuse my family of something like that? Before the last battle even began, we switched sides!

"Carina, let's go," Fabian said.

However, one look at he and Isaac, and it was obvious to see that they were just as livid as I was.

"Awe, look at you, hiding behind your little death eater friends,"

"James, what are you doing?!" Albus Potter said, walking up to us with my brother by his side.

"I'm confronting the spawn of death eaters, Al, can't you tell? Hey, what are you doing with that filth's brother?"

"How dare you say that about my brother?!" I shrieked.

Scorpius, ever the calm one, came up to me and said "It's alright, Carina, just let it go. Cari, just let it go. Come on,"

I let my little brother lead me away from the Potter's, but not before turning around. I smirked at what I saw; Albus was chewing his older brother out for 'being rude to my friend's sister' from what I heard.

I was suddenly thankful that I had a little brother, and that that little brother befriended James' little brother.

I told Fabian and Isaac to wait for me while I pulled Scorpius aside in an alcove to talk.

"Are you alright?" I asked him.

He smirked the signature Malfoy smirk before saying "Shouldn't I ask you that? Honestly, Carina, it's only been a day and you're already starting fights? For shame,"

I rolled my eyes before saying "Seriously, though. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I am."

"You didn't hear everything he said, did you?" I questioned.

"Cari, I think the whole Hall heard what you two said."

I groaned at the news. "James Potter is the type of person I don't want you spending time with. He talks about how death eaters discriminated other people and individuals? He's no better!"

"I know, sis. Albus wanted me to tell you before we went over there to break it up that he agrees with what you said, and that he's sorry for his brother's actions."

I smiled. "Albus sounds like a pretty cool person, huh?"

Scorpius grinned and said "Yeah, he is! He doesn't care about grandfather or any of that stuff, he says since he was placed in Slytherin he might as well get used to being friends with the grandchildren of former death eaters. He didn't mean that as an insult, though," he finished quickly, seeing the shock on my face.

"No, that wasn't what I was surprised about; I was surprised at how different he is from his brother, that's all. What was the first thing Albus said to you, after you introduced yourselves to each other?"

Scorpius thought a moment before saying "He asked if I liked Quiddicth." I rolled my eyes. Boys.

"Why?" Scorpius questioned.

"No reason," I lied.

The reason I asked him was because the first thing James Potter said to me before I even got a chance to introduce myself was "Aren't you the granddaughter of Lucius Malfoy, the death eater who tried murdering my mother?"

Damn.

So much for an introductory.

"Alright, I have to go to class," Scorpius said after a moment.

"Alright, which class is it?" I asked, walking back into the hallway.

"Charms, see you later!" And then he ran off. I smiled at his enthusiasm.

Suddenly remembering Isaac and Fabian, I quickly walked back to where I had left them.

Surprisingly, they were still there, chatting about something.

"Sorry I kept you guys waiting, I just needed to talk to Scorp about what happened."

Isaac was the first to speak "It's alright, Cari, we understood,"

"Yeah," Fabian said, "We knew Scorp would be alright, but we were worried about you. You alright?"

I smiled at their concern; it was true that Alicia and I were close, she was my only girlfriend that I could trust. But Fabian and Isaac were definitely my closest friends.

"Yeah, I am. Thank Salazar that my brother got my grandmum's patience and granddad's composure,"

Fabian chuckled and said "Whereas you got your temper from… who did you get your temper from? Everyone in your family is so composed,"

I smirked and said "Only in public, trust me. I got my temper from dad. Temper from dad, persistence from mum."

Fabian nodded thoughtfully before Isaac said "Pardon me to interrupt this discussion of your genealogy, but shouldn't we go to our classes?"

"What time is it?!" I asked, frantically.

"Eight-thirty,"

I cursed under my breath before rushing to the transfiguration classroom, after saying a hasty 'goodbye' to Isaac and Fabian, who didn't have transfiguration with me.