Authors notes: okay so I am rewinding this a little and showing how Scorpius Holidays are going. I think the next 2 or 3 chapters will be focusing on this. Now I always like to address my lovely reviewer but I have to address one cowardly one. I usually don't do this in public but since this one reviewer didn't sign in and reviewed as guest I will call you out.
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Scorpius got off the train and wove his way through the crowd towards his father, trying to block out the overwhelming noises of parents and children alike greeting each other with joy. He found his father and mother standing off to the edge of the crowd, looking slightly uncomfortable for some reason.
"Scorpius!" her mother exclaimed when she saw him, throwing her arms open wide to welcome him.
"Mum!' Scorpius replied, running into her arms and wrapping his own around her waist.
"I've missed you, dear." Astoria Malfoy murmured, pulling back to look him over. Scorpius managed to hold in his gasp at the pale complexion of her strangely thin face. Her dark brown hair still felt in soft waves that delicately framed her face, though it did nothing to hide the worry hiding behind her hazel eyes
"Scorpius." He glances to the side to see his father towering over him. Scorpius bit his lip, then felt a small sense of relief as Draco smiled down at him.
"Father." He replied, then stepped forward and gave him a short embrace.
"You look well." Draco said quietly, appraising Scorpius with a flick of his grey eyes.
"I am, thank you." Scorpius answered in a tight voice. He had so many question. Why hadn't he written? Was he alright? Did um know about everything that was going on?
"Well we should go." Astoria jumped in, giving Draco a meaningful look.
"Yes, I suppose we should." He agreed helping Scorpius with his bags.
They returned back to King's Cross station, then left the bustling building through the front exit. Draco led them to an empty alleyway where he and Astoria used to the port key to transport them to the entrance of Malfoy Manor.
Scorpius looked up at the Malfoy Manor. Nothing had changed it looked as pristine as ever.
Astoria was the first to move towards the gate. Scorpius made to follow her, but Draco placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
"Astoria go on. We'll be there in a moment." Draco called ahead to his wife. Astoria nodding, giving him a knowing look. Scorpius watched in confusion as she strode through the gate and down the driveway towards the entrance to the grandiose mansion. When his mother was out of earshot, Scorpius turned to his father.
"Why didn't you write?" he asked his voice calm, though slightly tinged with irritation. Draco gave him a perplexed look.
"What are you talking about? He replied. "I was going to ask you the same thing." Scorpius felt even more confusion wash over him.
"You never wrote to me!" he exclaimed.
"Yes I did!" Draco responded indignantly. "I wrote to you every singleā¦" his voice trailed off and understanding dawned on his face. "Oh." He said simply.
"What?" Scorpius inquired.
"Lucius." His father murmured. "He's been intercepting my mail." A brief expression of fury crossed his face before being replaced by fear. "Be careful, Scorpius." Draco knelt down in front of him and looked into his eyes. "He's watching us here, too."
Scorpius nodded, swallowing upon noticing the terror lining his father's grey irises. He felt awash in fear, knowing how terrified his father was. It was even more harrowing to know that they couldn't do anything about it. Lucius was too powerful, and the possibilities of themselves getting hurt wasn't something Scorpius wanted to risk, nor, apparently, did Draco.
"Let's go in son." Scorpius Father said quietly, resting his hand on his son's back as the two Malfoy's made their way to the front door.
As soon as Scorpius crossed the threshold into Malfoy Manor, he felt as if a million eyes had suddenly trained in on him, watching his every move. His muscles tensed, his shoulders stiffening. He sensed a similar reaction from his father as he walked in behind him and shut the door with a soft thud.
"Scorpius dear, we'll have dinner in a little while." Astoria called from the study next to the entrance.
"Yes, mum." Scorpius replied, then he marched up the stairs.
His room was much the same as he left it. Nice and tidy apparently the house elves made sure that no dust accumulated over his absence.
He then flopped down on the mattress. Scorpius felt exhausted. Most of the students would be thrilled to be home. Scorpius was terrified. The thought of being watched every waking minute by his grandfather was begging to drive him crazy.
Glancing around the room, he realized the various portraits of Malfoys and other prestigious wizards were all watching him. Following him. Spying on him and reporting his every move to Lucius Malfoy. He glances over the side mirror and was absolutely horrified. A frame was hanged up that clearly wasn't there before but what made him horrified wasn't the frame itself but the portrait that occupied the frame. Looking down upon him was his grandmother and grandfather. Lucius Malfoy gave a wicked smile to Scorpius.
Now Scorpius wasn't even safe in his own room and he didn't have the luxury to think that Lucius didn't live with them.
"Scorpius? Came a shout from downstairs, shacking him from his thoughts.
Surprised that Dinner was ready so quick, Scorpius raced to the bathroom and washed his hands and face before blotting down the stairs and around the corner to the dining room
His parents were seated at the far end of the long table comprised of dark mahogany. Scorpius slowed upon entering the room and walked calmly toward them/ he watched as Draco and Astoria talked to one another, their heads bowed closely together. Despite Scorpius unfortunate grandfather's problem, his parents definitely loved each other. A smile crept up his face as he slid into one of the tall, regal looking chairs.
"Moppy!" Astoria called, calling for the house elves to bring them their food. The elf emerged bearing a tray of roasted duck. Scorpius mouth started to water hungrily eyeing their food as Moppy set it down between the three of them.
"Thank you, Moppy." Draco said, nodding at the maid. She gave a slight bow, dipping her head respectively.
"It's my pleasure." The little house elf said and then disaperated.
"So Scorpius tell us about Hogwarts." Astoria began as she carefully took some duck meat from the silver platter and passed it to him.
The words poured out as Scorpius began telling story after story to hs parents of the happenings during his first tenure at the School of Witchcraft and wizardry. His parents laughed along, though it was stilted. Scorpius own laughter was stiff as well. He knew it was from the portraits that lined the wall. The statues that watched their every move, listened to their every word.
"What exactly are we doing for Christmas?" Scorpius asked when his storytelling mood had expired. Their plates lay empty before them, dinner finished long ago.
"Staying here." Draco answered, though Scorpius noticed his eyes shifting nervously. "Your grandparents are coming."
Scorpius felt the atmosphere thicken. He detected the exchanged glance between his parents, and realized Astoria must of known as well. He felt their on his back of his neck stand on end as the realization that his grandfather and grandmother were coming dawned on him.
A hand suddenly enclosed over his and Scorpius looked down to see Draco's strong finger covering his smaller one. His other hand was taken by his mother, ad the three of them each knew what the was trying to say.
They would get through this together.
Lucius Malfoy arrived on Christmas eve. His ebony cloak flowed majestically behind him as he sashayed through the door into the former residence his silver mane of hair framed his pointed face, his cold eyes locking onto Scorpius the moment he walked down the stairs to greet him. Narcissa Malfoy elegantly walked through the manor.
"Scorpius." Lucius said, his voice sickeningly sweet. "How good to see you." One look into his icy gaze, and Scorpius felt the terror take up residence in his stomach.
"Grandfather." Scorpius acknowledged, bowing his head in respect like he usually did.
Narcissa Malfoy wanted to run up to her grandson and hung him. She wanted to spoil him like any other grandmother did but she had to control her self. Her husband Lucius Malfoy wasn't fond of her doing that, and he had strictly forbidden her from spoiling her only grandson. Apparently, she had spoiled Draco to much and Lucius didn't want Scorpius to turn out like his father
After a few moment of silenced Lucius spoke "I hope you're enjoying your time in Hufflepuff." Scorpius wished with all his might that Lucius would stop using such honeyed, grating tone. He could feel the rage the vehemence behind the voice, and like always he could it it in those Stoney grey eyes that bored into the very debts of his soul.
Scorpius was about to say he was enjoying his time but stopped him self. Before going off to Hogwarts he was tortured. He didn't want that to happen again. So instead he picked the words that his grandfather wanted him to say "It's quit boring being surrounded by dundder heads, blood traitors and mudblood."
As the words came out of his mouth Scorpius heard his mother gasp and he stole a glance at his father whose face was unreadable. Lucius chuckled "Oh but I have heard something else. I have heard you are actually enjoying your time. Hanging around those blood traitors."
Scorpius looked directly into his grandfather's eyes "No sir I have to pretend don't I."
Lucius looked skeptically at his grandson before pacing the room "now the letter you sent me informed me about the girl I told you to keep an eye on. Tell me more about her."
Scorpius looked unsure of himself but saw the dangerous glint his grandfather's eyes so he said "The girl is related to Harry Potter and she is pretty good in class. She is one of the top students."
Lucius sneered "Father like son. Don't tell me she is beating you in classes."
Scorpius was taken back "I didn't mean that sir."
Lucius peered at the boy grabbing him by the collar "you better come out on top. Now I want you to do more research about her family. Report back to me who her mother is and any other information you have on her. I would do this myself but I don't have the resources in the muggle world."
Scorpius looked at his grand father in uncertainty but just nodded.
Lucius gave a wicked smile and just so you know what the punishment of failing is Lucius pointed his wand at Scorpius and screamed "Diffindo." Under his break. Scorpius let out a scream of pain and a bright red line of blood appeared on his forehead and stretching down the side of his face and Lucius Malfoy Dissapaprated.
Draco, Astoria and Narcissa Malfoy all ran to Scorpius. Narcissa wiped out her wand and cast the counter curse and sobbed "I am so sorry little one."
