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Coming back to Hogwarts was a little nerve racking. Yes, you get to make new friends, but he knew he'd just get bullied more and he didn't want that.

The pale skinned boy was starting Hogwarts for his 3rd year. His hair was messy, although his father always wanted it to look nice, it never stayed tamed. He had blonde hair, when it looked nice, some people said it looked and felt like silk.

Hogwarts was a school for witches and wizards. But of course, everyone knew that.
It was a castle in Britain that every witch and wizard learned spells from, most anyway.
There are ghosts that fly around the hall ways and classrooms every once in awhile.
The pictures are not normal pictures, they can talk and move around.. Well the people in the painting.

Hogwarts made everyone feel at home, the era was comforting, the walls were rough.
New or not it looked amazing everytime you would see it.

A little ways from the Castle was hogsemeade, where people go to get drinks, get drunk, hang out, buy things, and explore!
Kinda like a town or something.
Before you attended Hogwarts, you had you get your books from Diagon Alley.
There, not new people can reconnect with friends and walk over to gringotts to get their galleons.

Oh, but Scorpius was really thinking about Hogwarts.
He was like the only Hogwarts student that would constantly go over how Hogwarts is made, what you can do, and plenty of other things.

Some say his brain is a living book.

Oh, and did he mention that you HAVE to be 11 years of age before you're allowed to attend Hogwarts?

You attend until your 7th year ends, unless you drop out before then, of course.

He was the first malfoy to EVER be in Ravenclaw.

He almost got disowned by his family, but its sorted out.

He was always sending owls home to check on his parents, especially now that his mother had fallen ill.

"Scorpius! Get your nose out of a book and talk to us!" A harsh voice came. It came from none other thannnnnn.. A potter himself!

Albus severus Potter. Albus got into slytherin which shocked everyone in the great hall at the moment. Soon people came to accept that it could never change, but some still hated him because he was Slytherin.

Oh, if you're wondering why albus said 'us', it's because Scorpius was sitting in a compartment with Rose, Lily, and Albus.

Rose is a granger-weasley, which he's had a crush on since second year. Everyone knows, even Rose, but since he hardly speaks no one mentions it.

Lily is a Potter. Lily Luna Potter. Albus' sister. He did open up to them, not as much as his mother or father, but Rose, Al, & lily were his main squad.

Almost as if he had been asleep, the book in his hands snapped shut and got thrown on the floor.

"Seriously Albus?!" The blonde glared over at his friend. Some people thought his gray eyes were unnatural, but scorpius didn't mind. He liked his eyes the way they were.

"You were reading a book, for half the ride. That's worse than what Rose would do!" A mysterious voice said. He glanced over and realized it was just his twin sister, Haylee.

Scorpius had heard that a new girl was coming to Hogwarts this year. She was in our year, just attending late. She apparently had gotten sorted into Gryffindor and was sharing a dorm with Rose. (this new girl will play a big part in this when drama comes ;) hehe)

He was completely oblivious to the fact that the train had stopped and they had arrived.

"Hello? Malfoy? You there?" A hand was waving in his face. His gray eyes traveled upwards and he looked at Rose.

"Oh.." we are here..  He added in his mind. He stood up, shoved his book in with his things, and got off the train with his squad.

Time skip to nighttime!!

The blonde walked up with Rose to her dorm. He wanted to meet the new girl, and since he was a ravenclaw, he couldn't that night unless he snuck in.

"Those were false rumors, Scorp, she is a ravenclaw and she's rooming with you. Weird, girl and boy." Rose looked over at her friend. "Plus, Mcgonagall said that she paired you two up so you could show her around."

Almost instantly, they both turned on heel and walked to the ravenclaw tower.

When they arrived the portrait began to speak, "What is always coming, but never-"

"Tomorrow!" Scorpius answer in a voice that seemed to confidant even for himself. He didn't know he had that in him to speak that loud.

It may seem crazy, but he has NEVER EVER screamed or yelled in his life.

"Fine, Mr. Goody two-shoes, solve this riddle! What goe-"

"Smoke."

The portrait lady looked pissed, but she let them in.

They were greeted by a girl.

She had her hair down, with the exception of two small braided traveling to the back of her head and then they connected with this weird muggle thing called a "hair binder".

She had light ginger hair, to light to be a weasley, and somehow, someway, purple eyes.

"Well met." She placed her palm against her forehead and bowed down and came back up again.

She froze when the pair did nothing.

"Sorry, I suppose you don't do that. I come from Miss cackles Academy so.. Well, I'm Aiyana and I'm your roommate Scorpius."

He didn't respond, he kept quiet. He was nervous around this girl. He fidgeted with his fingers and hands. She should be the nervous one not him.

"Sorry," Rose glanced at scorpius than looked at Aiyana. "He doesn't speak much, he's extremely shy. I'm rose, one of his friends."

"Oh well, Hi Rose." She smiled and looked at scorpius. "Bye then!" She turned around with a wave to scorpius.

But it wasn't just a wave, she also winked.

You know, that thing where you blink one eye but not the other?
People do it to show that they like someone or they just like winking.

Stop being smart scorpius.

He mentally slapped himself.

It's literally freaking 1am scorpius and you decide to be a smartass.

ѕhut чσ fαcє, his mind spoke to him.

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And that's it today folks. Well for now.

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