Chapter 9
A few weeks later, when it was almost December, Harry received this letter.
“Dear Dad,
I have become very good friends with this one boy. It's Scorpius Malfoy. Do you think he could spend this holiday with us?
School is really good. The performance club James and I are part of is providing the entertainment for the Yule Ball at school this year.
My classes are good.
I miss you and Mum. And Lily, too. How is she?
Give everyone my best.
Love,
Albus.”
Ugh. Now Harry would have to talk to Ginny about this. He was fine with it as long as Ginny was. He knew that Scorpius wouldn't possibly be the asshole Draco had been to him if Albus was friends with the boy.
Harry walked out of his study and down into the kitchen, where Ginny was preparing dinner.
“Oh, good,” she said up on seeing him enter the dining room, “you're just in time for dinner. Help me set the table.”
He picked up the salad bowl and headed into the dining room with Ginny. “Hey, Ginny?” he began.
“Yes?” she raised an eyebrow, but didn't look up as she set the meat down on the table.
“How would you feel about Albus having a friend over for the holiday?” he asked.
“That seems fine.” she said, paying it no real mind.
“Okay, good. Because it's Scorpius Malfoy.” he said, ready to head up to his study to quickly jot a letter to Al.
Ginny looked up abruptly. “No. I change my mind. No way in hell. I will not have a Malfoy under this roof.”
“But, Ginny,” Harry protested. “How bad could the kid be if Al is friends with him?”
“He's a Malfoy.” Ginny said.
“But he's Albus's good friend.” Harry protested still. “You shouldn't stereotype him just because of his family. Should we think that Albus is evil now just because he's in Slytherin?”
Ginny stopped. She put her hands on the back of a chair. “You're right.” she said. “I guess it was a little racist.”
Not really... Harry thought. But whatever.
“Fine.” Ginny said. “We'll meet the kid. Al can have his friend over for the holiday.”
Harry smiled, imagining the look on his son's face when he got Harry's letter.
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Harry Potter and the Next Generation
FanfictionThe new generation of kids are here for another year at Hogwarts--but with the Sorting arrangements flustering everyone, could it really be for good or all part of the Sorting Hat's hair-brained scheme?
