A/N: So this already has a piece of fan art! Which is awesomely crazy! I have the wonderful oranges-and-leather-boots to thank for it! You can check out the drawing on their livejournal with the name morganna-le ! Please check it out! It's a really cute image and I think sums up the scene very well!

- Heloise

A Recipe For Disaster

Chapter Three

Study Hall

Scorpius was awoken but the thudding noise of someone opening a trunk in the bed space next to his. He groaned loudly, sitting up and rubbing at his temples, not liking the sudden wake up call one little bit. He wondered momentarily if something was happening that required his attention until he opened the curtains slung around his bed and realised it was just Julian's rather brash attempt at finding a book. Scorpius side, swinging his legs over the bed and letting first his toes touch the floor and then the balls of his feet before slowly laying his heels to join them. Julian looked over, noticing the subtle and gentle sounds of movement that his best friend made in an attempt to get out of bed quietly.

"Scorp! You're up! I hope I didn't wake you!" he hissed before tiptoeing over and placing himself on the bed next to Scorp, crossing his legs, turning to face him.

"Uh, not really…it's time to get up anyway, right?" Scorpius shrugged, rubbing at his eyes and yawning a little.

"Sorry, look, you don't happen to know where I put my Charms book do you?" Julian asked, an air of urgency to his voice as he leant in towards Scorpius.

"Oh, Song asked to borrow it…she had to send hers back to the shops, something about it being the wrong copy," Scorpius noticed Julian's face fall, eyes widen and somehow he grew about seven shades paler. "That was okay, right? That I leant it to her?"

"Oh shit, Scorpius! What have you done?" Julian seemed to forget how to breathe suddenly, falling short of hyperventilation by the fact at moments he'd just forget to breathe at all.

"I don't understand," Scorpius muttered, trying to persuade his friend to silence himself slightly or at least be quieter. "Do you not want Song to do well in her homework?"

"No! You don't understand, Scorp!" Julian grabbed onto Scorpius' top desperately. "There's something in there I don't want her to see!"

"Like what? Charms?" Scorpius hissed the last bit a little too aggressively, thinking his friend was just being an idiot.

"No! A love letter!" Julian growled slightly in retaliation to the hiss.

There was a moment where the air grew stale between them, as they stared at each other with an equal level of caution. Scorpius was beginning to wonder if Julian and Ethel really were dating and his mouth and nose starting to twitch up into a face of disgust but he willed himself to keep it down. Julian looked horrified, like some sort of secret was out.

"Well…" Scorpius was first to break the silence, "Song already knows about you and Ethel, so, I guess it's not such a bad thing!"

"What?" Julian screeched and Scorpius hurried to cover his mouth with wide eyes as the rest of the dorm was still asleep.

"Shh!" Scorpius hissed, slowly letting go of clamping his best friend's face. "I do wish you'd told me you were dating, Ethel, Julian…"

"Ethel? I'm not dating Ethel!" Julian said, loosing his energy to be affronted now. "Ethel's been helping me…"

"With what?" Scorpius snapped, folding his arms across his chest. "Something I can't?"

Julian looked back up at his best friend, and saw that he'd offended him. "No, Scorp, she's been helping me to plan how to get Song…"

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Scorpius had never been a fan of drama, least of all first thing in the morning when he'd only just woken up. However, now he just wanted some peace and quiet, a chance to just relax and forget about the silly, immature deceit of his best friend. The walk to the study hall was quiet due to most students being in lessons and it gave him plenty of time to think. Was he not trustworthy enough to have known that his best friend was head over heels for his other best friend? Was he not good at giving advice? Was this all about the fact Scorpius had never voiced an interest in anyone? He shook his head, trying not to think about all the things that were shaking him up inside. He's known Julian for six whole years and still Julian didn't know how to talk to him. When he finally reached the study hall he was grateful to see that it was almost entirely empty bar a few fifth years in one corner. He took a place at the furthest table and right in the corner, next to one of the cold stonewalls, hoping it would keep him awake during his study session.

Scorpius opened up his potions book with a sigh and began to reread the pages he'd need to finish his essay for his next class.

"Malfoy!" a loud and obnoxious call came from the entrance of the study hall and Scorpius' head shot up, eyes wide with slight fear, as he noticed his solitude had been broken by one very muddy Potter in an equally muddy green quidditch uniform. The brunette made a few steady leaps over furniture, causing Scorpius' heart to jump to his throat in fear, as he approached the blond.

"Potter! Get off the school property at once!" Scorpius yelled, jumping to a standing position, before his eyes narrowed. "Ten points from Slytherin!"

Albus Severus Potter stopped short in his tracks, eyes wide and in complete shock. Scorpius had to lower himself to his seat and look down to avoid noticing the bright apple green of Albus' eyes as he stared at Scorpius in disbelief.

"I said, 'get down'," repeated Scorpius harshly, clutching at his quill.

"Chill…no need to deduct points, Head boy…" grumbled Albus, walking around the tables and benches now instead. He came over to Scorpius slowly and cautiously before placing himself on the bench opposite him.

"What are you doing here? You're getting mud everywhere," Scorpius voiced his disgust clearly and Albus chose to ignore it.

"So, I was thinking, why don't we study together?" Albus grinned, watching for Scorpius' reaction.

"Because you're a blundering idiot with no regard to rules it would seem…" Scorpius sighed icily, raising his eyes to meet Albus' and finding his authority slip away at the sight of the Potter grinning at him lopsidedly.

"Surely that's not your opinion of me?" Albus laughed, battering his eyelids entirely innocently.

Scorpius' throat and mouth went dry and he should his head, licking his lips. "Just be quiet, this isn't the quidditch pitch…"

"How are we meant to revise together if I'm quiet?" Albus frowned, looking extremely dumb.

"Potter-" he was cut off.

"Call me Albus!" Albus grinned, head tilted to the side. Scorpius paused.

"Fine…Albus Severus, can you not tell that I am doing my work here? We have an essay due in for out next lesson and I'd rather be able to finish it properly so Professor Valentine does not get angry at me!" Scorpius snapped, running a hand through his short white blond hair.

"You don't like me very much, do you?" sighed Albus, straightening up, smile slipping from his features. This made Scorpius feel extremely bad.

"I never said that!" he exclaimed haughtily. "I just don't know you! And I'm not used to the way you act!"

"Ah right…okay…well, I guess I'll see you in Potions…" Albus stood up and without as much as another look or word he turned and made his way towards the exit.

Scorpius buried his head on his arms as the folded onto the table, squeezing his eyes and willing himself not to cry. Oh how he hated Potions.

(A/N: aha! That was a pretty heavy chapter, sorry! I hope it was enjoyable! Again, check out the fan art and review!

Thanks!

-Heloise)