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AN: ok, seeing that really want to post this chap (I really love Scorpius, and he's not a lady doll at all _ he's an handsome young man and he's manly as much as Albus is, and more of any other character _) I'll post it without any beta editing. If you like it or not.
This chap would have been dedicated to my beta, which was rolling when I said that in Italian the lovely nurse, like some other character, had her name changed, and it was Madama Chips. So to make her laugh, I decided to introduce you a better and younger version of the old woman that was with Harry and me for all those years.
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PS: I placed Drumstrang in Norway, so the boy speak in norwegian: I've traded the lines with Google, so if there are some mistaken, you are really invited to let me know ^^
And the English lines of the norwegian are at the bottom of the chap.
"Are you all in? All right, then" smiling, Professor Lovegood watched all her student filling the class before starting the lesson "Today, as I promised you a week ago, we will do a practical lesson of Defense: as I learned in the Dumbledore's Army, the best way to learn how to fight is practicing with your classmates under the supervision of a teacher" All the kids looked at her in awe.
They knew that she had fight in the Battle of Hogwarts, but not so many people can say to have learned how to battle from the very Harry Potter.
One of this few people, however, was not playing attention to the class, his brain busy to do and undo plans about a blonde Gryffindor, who was sternly not looking in his way.
Professor Lovegood divided the class in two rows facing each other and instructed to practice the Expelliarmus, changing place with the next to them once one of the contenders disarmed the other.
Being an easy spell, Albus passed a very long time watching what the others were doing: Adrian was doing good as well, but his movement were a bit slow and easy to read.
To the contrary the Drumstrang boys had disarmed with a flick of their wand all the opponents: Malfoy had an annoyed expression, while Ivar was grinning wide.
Albus knew that the foreign was eager to crash the others with his power, but he couldn't explain the look that crossed on his feature every time his eyes landed on the blonde: that until only a few people were between the two of them.
He was anticipating the moment he would have to face Scorpius.
When the two boys finally faced one another, was Ivar cooky grin that alerted the Gryffindor, a serious expression descending over his feature, straightening his back and wary watching his opponent action, the wand raised.
Before Albus had the time to do anything, Ivar attached the blonde, shouting "RINGAVILD!", a big circle of fire eruption from his wand: but Malfoy was ready and with a firm "PROTEGO!" blocked the curse, which crashed behind a shocked Slytherin girl near them.
Pointing his wand at the celling, Scorpius casted "Coercendis!" but at the same time Ivar toke advantage of his opening and shouted a non-verbal curse at the boy, who tried to doge but couldn't completely: it drew a red, angry line on his chest, that started bleeding.
Don't stopping to check at himself, Malfoy run away from his opponent, dogging the curse of the foreign boy smoothing and almost gratefully, shooting some non-verbal curse at his back too.
Reaching the wall, Scorpius tuned to face his opponent and scanning fast at the class and moved forward the less crowded part, his face serious and concentrate, responding attack for attack: Albus was frozen in his spot watching the duel with wide eyes.
After a moment of panic, all his classmates had understand that with his previous spell - the one which had cost Scorpius the wound - the Gryffindor had built a restraining shield around him and Igor, to make sure their curses would not affect the rest of the class.
Al had never seen someone battle like that: the blows succeeding one another with impressive speed and the two boys shifted, dogging the curses and adapting at each other moves in a sightly dance.
Suddenly, Ivar shouted "Expelliarmus!" and Scorpius's wand flee away from his fingers only for a second before the blonde fast accioed it back.
With a strange move -like flicking a whip- the brunette attacked Malfoy, who had just recovered his wand: the boy simply pointed it to the ground and, spinning, moved it around himself.
Before the enemy's curse reached the Gryffindor, a wave made by stone raised from the floor, enveloping and protecting Malfoy who was on one of his knees, back safe at the now still stone cove he had transfigured.
"Kom igjen, lille pus" * Ivar called, an evil laugh making his dark eyes shiny: flicking his wand no stop, his curses keep crashing on the protective shield and didn't reach the blonde.
Standing right in front of the very blonde, Albus watched as the boy was taking a brief pause and catching his breath, the low ponytail loose, his gray eyes fixed at his feet and a frown showing that his mind was working no stop planning for his next move.
Suddenly, the stormy eyes flashed silver, and Scorpius started to remove his robes quickly, completely oblivious to the widening eyes of the younger Potter boy which jaw was hitting the floor an incredible speed: knowing that the Drumstrang duo was used to a freezing habitat, Al was now accustomed to the fact that Ivar didn't wear anything under his robes.
But seeing the naked torso of his new crush- not so much.
But to his disappointment- and to the rest of his girl classmates- the bloke was wearing a long sleeves, thin black turtleneck which while hugged every part of said torso heavenly, was marked by a bloody rip on his trunk.
Turning the fabric white with a flick of his wand, the Gryffindor charmed up the cloth to be a bigger four-legged shaped silhouette and when his opponent was ready to resume his attacks, he trowed the form over one side of the little wall, jumping in the open field at the other side of it.
Ivar was distracted by the shaped fabric- which turned in ashes as soon as his curse touched it- and realized too late that was a trap: in fact Malfoy, without sparing a second to see if the foreign had fallen for his trick, had shouted in rapid succession "EXPELLIARMUS!" "PIETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" "ACCIO WAND!"
The brunette, disarmed and unable to move, could only shoot dagger with his eyes to the blonde, which was keeping his opponent under fire of his wand, eyes fixed on the petrified figure and still ready to spurt at the first sign of danger.
"Excellent, boys, really good" clapped professor Lovegood in the complete silence that surrounded the classroom "A very excellent duel, very convincing: even though you had only have to practice the Disarming spell, that was a very entreatingly confrontation."
Snapping the attention from Ivar, Scorpius turned to the teacher a little surprised, then scanned the rest of the classroom and muttered "Finite", returning the floor at his usual shape and releasing the Slythering.
"Very well, ten point to both of you, boys: Malfoy, I think it will be the best to visit Madame Chips in the nurse office for that wound right now"
Realizing only then, the blonde covered the cut with his hand, nodding and replying fast with an usual soldier-like "I will do, ma'am"
Stepping ahead, Albus flashed her his best dapper smile "I'll go with him and I'll make sure that he didn't get lost in the way, professor"
Professor Lovegood gave him a proud look "Yeah, Albus, that will be lovely" turning to the blonde, oblivious that the grimace on his face was not one of pain- or at last not made by his wound- she smiled reassuring at him "Malfoy, you only have to follow Potter to the nurse: he know the castle as well as the Weasley twins"
Not waiting an answer, professor Lovegood turned to her class to continue the lesson, while Scorpius shoot a murderous glance to the raven haired boy which smiled apologetically.
That he was not one bit guilt didn't count, really.
Walking away from him, the blonde approached his former Drumstrang's classmates and handed him his wand.
Ivar took the object with a bit too much force and spoken in a sour tone "Jeg skal holde et øye med, huske"**
Malfoy simply narrowed his eyes "Jeg ser ikke hvorfor"
Ivar snarled "Jeg stoler ikke på, rett og slett"
The blonde was calm and cool, not one emotion showing on his face, the same of his tone when answered the foreign boy "Jeg husker veldig godt min rolle"
"Og så husk at du også holde et øye på." finished in an angry tone the brunette, taking his leave to reach the rest of the class.
Al witnessed the exchange totally confused and was a second late to follow Scorpius when he marched out of the classroom in hurry.
"W-what was that?" stuttered the raven haired boy, bursting in a light run to be able to catch up with the blonde long stride.
"Not your bloody business, Potter"
Albus only frowned, not stopped by Malfoy's rudeness.
"What language was that?"
"Another word, Potter, and I'll hex you into next week"
"Why Ivar was so angry?" Al continued unperturbed "I know that you won, but we was not so bad himself..."
The Gryffindor groaned "Merlin, would you just shut the fucking up?"
"Do you all fight this brutally at Drumstrang? He was almost burning the poor girl at his first-"
"Sod off, Potter"
"And what kind of spells were he had used? I never saw that strange flicking curse ever..."
Deciding to change tactic, the blonde keep ignoring Albus and his questions for all the trip to the infirmary, speeding up his walk to make the time in his company as less as he could.
Upon reaching the door of the facility, Scorpius fast let himself in without waiting for Albus and smiled at Madame Chips, the school nurse "Hello, my name is Scorpius Malfoy, ma'am, and I've been sent by Professor Lovegood to heal this very little scratch that my friend did by accident during Defense..."
"Oh, well, let me see you then, young man" was the answer of the smiling woman which walked near the blonde to examine the wound wile Al slip in the infirmary.
"Well, nothing too deep, darling" commented Madame Chips and healed the blonde with a flick of her wand "Good as new, but you boys try to be more careful during classes next time, ok?"
"Yes, ma'am, I'll do" Scorpius's smile turned in a concerned expression and added "Ah, oh! Madame Chips, my friend here was also hit by a Confundus charm, so could you please check him carefully? I know he's in the best hands here"
"Of course, darling! Go to class, I've got him"
Albus was stuck speechless while the nurse grabbed him by the arm and Scorpius smirked triumphantly fleeing trough the door: Madame Chips was a perfectionist in her field and she will examine him for as long as the fake charm was lifted.
Malfoy had make sure to slip by his finger another time leaving Albus with no answers and more question then before. The bastard!
Traduzione:
*"Come on, little kitty"
**"I'm watching you, remember."
"I do not see the reason."
"I don't trust you, simply."
"I remember very well my role."
"And then remember that I'll keep watching you."