A/N: Encouragingly this story already seems to be attracting people and I hope I don't do something stupid and make you all turn away faster than I can write the next chapter! Anyway, please enjoy and checkout my other story if you have time!

-Heloise

A Recipe For Disaster

Chapter Two

First Lesson

Scorpius slipped into the potions classroom without barely opening the door a fraction, trying not to draw attention to himself. The Ravenclaw head boy was early by three minutes and it seemed he was entirely alone in the classroom. Scorpius exhaled and ran a hand through his silvery hair, letting it fall infront of his eyes slightly before shaking it back so he could see. He scanned the classroom and smiled slightly at one of the front desks, slowly walking over, books clutched to his chest. He sat down and opened the book, checking for about the twentieth time that he'd written his name in the front cover.

"Yo!" a brash voice exclaimed, door banging open, making Scorpius jump almost out of his skin. "Hey, Malfoy! You not going to say hello?"

Scorpius shuddered slowly, steadying his breath as he turned around to look at the accuser. He lost his breath again as he saw the Potter boy with his ruffled jet black hair, pale skin and unsettlingly bright green eyes. "Good morning, Potter…" Malfoy said coldly, much harsher than he'd ever greeted anyone since being sorted into Ravenclaw in first year. The Potter seemed to be undeterred and loped his way over to where Scorpius sat, sliding into the seat next to him and leaning incredibly close.

"So!" grinned the Potter toothily, bright white under his plump rosy lips. "You excited to start the year?"

"Uh…well…" Scorpius swallowed hard, feeling more uncomfortable now than any moment he could recall in his life. "As excited as always, I suppose…" Scorpius stared back, cheeks flushing, eyes falling to the millions of freckles on Albus' nose and cheeks that he'd never noticed before.

"Mr Potter, would you kindly kind Mr Malfoy back his personal space and look to the first chapter of your text book…" came the exasperated sound of the Potion master's voice. Professor Valentine came in, black robes sweeping the floor, long black braid swinging as he walked.

"Sorry, sir!" Albus grinned excitedly, getting out his book, but still remaining far closer than one naturally would with a fellow student they barely knew.

"That's quite alright, Potter…I hope you realise this is a lesson not a playground…" Professor Valentine raised an eyebrow up at the young Potter and then turned to the board.

Scorpius groaned almost silently, grasping his quill tightly and beginning to note down to the mark everything the professor wrote or said.

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Scorpius couldn't believe his luck when he found out that after their double potions Albus had to be somewhere urgently. Any moment the professor had left the room the Potter boy had been insistent on learning every tiny fragment of Scorpius' life. Scorpius, of course, had given away only as much information as would stop him from reply impolitely, but it was like some kind of harassment. Scorpius sighed softly, making his way up the stairs towards the common room where he planned to collapse and die and…

"Scorp!" called out a bright female voice as he reached the third floor. He turned and relaxed when he noticed it was Song, his Ravenclaw companion.
"You have no idea how thankful I am to see you!" Scorpius exclaimed, waiting patiently for her to meet him on the top step.

"Oh, really? But I thought you were looking forwards to potions? Oh you'll never guess what gossip I heard!" Song grinned, leaving no space for Scorpius to comment on his lesson, not that he wanted to.

"And what would that be?" Scorpius asked nonchalantly, beginning to make his way to the next lot of staircases.

"Well Rita was telling me in Divination that Paul told her that Delia's brother Todd overheard Bella's friend Tim talking to Fiona about the fact her cousin saw Julian and Ethel on a date over the summer!" exclaimed Song, as though this was the scandal of the century.

"Oh, that's nice…" Scorpius shrugged, scratching his neck absentmindedly.

"Scorp! Are you even listening to me?" exclaimed Song, stopping midstep and refusing to go up the stairs any further.

"Yes, Song, I heard you, there's some rumour about Ju and Ethel dating…that I don't care about…" Scorpius added, nodding to himself as though to confirm he really didn't care.

"Oh but Scorp! You don't understand! It's not a rumour!" Song sighed, her face falling. "Julian doesn't like me, don't you understand?"

Scorpius noticed how serious this was to his friend and sighed, holding out his hand to her and pulling her up the stairs, reminding himself to tell her not to pain her nails that colour later. "Look, it seems like it's all a load of misunderstandings…maybe they were shopping together for something? Or maybe they were the only two out of the four of us that weren't dragged off to a remote part of the universe for a vacation…did you think of that?"

"Well, no…I…" Song muttered, lacing her fingers in her friend's for comfort. "You think Julian…that there's still a chance that…"

"Well, if there's anyone I've never really been able to read it's Julian…but he's my best friend…he would have told me that…" Scorpius shrugged.

"Yes…but Ethel's not my best friend…in fact she only puts up with me because of you and Ju!" Song exclaimed, throwing her free arm up into the air dramatically.

"Oh, Song…you're giving me a headache…" Scorpius groaned.

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Scorpius crawled into bed, yawning slightly as he did so, rubbing at his eyes with a laziness that reflected how shattered he felt from the day. He'd had meetings all evening about his new duties as head boy and he honestly thought that he'd never awaken again from such a troublesome day. He could hear Julian in the bed next to him snoring away and couldn't help but smile at the fact that finally he was back home at Hogwarts. He yawned once more and pulled the covers up, settling into his pillow with ease. Scorpius lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling. His thoughts drifted to his lesson with Potter and he felt himself frown at the proximity he'd had to experience with the Slytherin. Surely that was illegal or something? Although Scorpius couldn't help but bite his lip in remembrance of that grin and those freckled dimples. With a short, rather delirious sigh Scorpius fell into sleep, eyes heavy and mind full of the most confusing of thoughts.

(A/N: as you can see chapters are getting longer! Please review I'd love to hear your feedback! Thanks!

-Heloise!)