𝗪𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗘'𝗦 [𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄] ✔️

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕾𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

Snape writing on his desk, students are doing the same thing working out with their potions Snape gives to them. They work out in silence.

We can hear scratching quill writing on the parchment without talking. Snape was writing ingredients he wanted to use for the next class.

Today, Tristan and Aurora are in Snape's class, including Scorpius Malfoy and Leyla Weasley.

Aurora bite her bottom lips, Tristan sees and asks her to stop biting her own lips, but that doesn't make her stop biting her lips. She now bite the end of the quill.

Tristan shook his head unbelievable. Leyla, who was seated beside Tristan, leaned whispering to him.

"I feel bad about Malfoy". She and Tristan look at Scorpius who is seated at the end of the table alone.

No one really wants to talk with him directly. Even Snape asks to pair with him no one does.

"Your dad seems to want us to talk with him".

Shrugged. "Not my mum".

She nodded, neither her dad, Ron. "Dad says if you try to get involved with Malfoy, you just receive your own dead wish card for Christmas". he shook his head, saw Aurora walking up to Snape's desk. "What is she doing?"

"Dad. Why can't you just give us a simple draught, a very simple draught that doesn't make me vomit to think. I can't think straight".

Snape smiles. "If your mum can do her own drought, why can you? I'm your mum potions teacher, remember. She never tried to disobey my orders even though she was an annoyed student at that time. I'm sure you will understand, Aurora".

"Mum is mum. Not me. Fine". She walked back to her seat. Muttered under her breath. I will not do it as she mouthed to Snape. I will not!

Snape shook his head, looked over his watch, the potions class was over about a minute ago. Students then make their own way out of the class as Snape told them to.

Scorpius is about to leave the class but Snape stops him. "Mr. Malfoy you need to stay". he turned to Snape.

"Did I do something wrong, Professor?"

Snape shook his head. Tristan, Aurora and Leyla Weasley staring up at him.

"Go on. Mr. Malfoy will join you at the Great Hall after this moment".

As the three leave the class, Scorpius takes a seat at the front. Snape put the quill down, rising up then he stood exactly the spot he met his eyes on Hermione and Harry Potter. He spoke.

"Do you want to know why you are here, Mr. Malfoy?" Scorpius nod yes. "Do you want to know which table you were sitting on?"

Scorpius shook his head no. "Your father, Draco". there is no expression from Scorpius' face. Snape wants to see Scorpius' reaction after mentioning Draco's name.

Narcissa was right. This boy clearly needs help. Snape steps toward Scorpius, eyes glimmering. Drag the chair he sits in front of Scorpius.

"I've been told you didn't have any friends here. Is that true?"

"Who wants to be my friend, Professor? No one has since I set my foot in Hogwarts. They know who I am. My family served the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters. They're afraid of me because.." he sighs, eyes met Snape. "I will hurt them".

"I was the former Death Eater, Scorpius. I served the Dark Lord and I died to protect my loved one. I was like you when I was your age, your grandpa Lucius was always there for me, treated me more kindness than other students I know".