You... - Harry Potter Next Generation Fanfic

Chapter 1 - The Boys' Dormitory

This story will contain swearing and coarse language. NOT CURSED CHILD COMPLIANT.

It's a beautiful day. The Hogwarts students are back to admire it's finally finished, building or rebuilding. The students of Hogwarts were sent to Durmstang and Beauxbatons in the past years in order to have a place to stay while the rebuilding occurred. Now the students are back for certain. While the students of Hogwarts were at Durmstang and Beauxbatons, they never interacted with the students from the other schools unless they had family relations. 

Anyway, let's start at the beginning. Since Hogwarts wanted to repay the girls and boys of the other schools, they invited them for a welcoming year in the second year of the school's final opening. Basically, this takes place from the Malfoy's and Potter's/ Weasley's point of view. Rose Weasley and Albus Potter are best friends and are constantly together, Rose is in Gryffindor, and Albus is in Slytherin. One of Albus's best friends is Scorpius Malfoy, which makes Rose and Scorpius get along. 

James Potter, Hugo Weasley and Maxwell Longbottom never approved of this. The other Wealseys and Potters were cool. The adults...well, Hermione, Harry and Ginny have given in to the fact that Draco Malfoy has changed due to his accomplishments in the wizarding world, by the tradings of potions and herbs, then making cures and antidotes, then using them in St.Mungo's. 

However, the other Weasleys weren't as forgiving. Draco's wife, Astoria Greengrass, is a good friend of theirs, but not Draco, no matter how much they trusted Astoria to make the right choices, they thought she was crazy for marrying him.

 The Malfoy children were always picked on since the Malfoys had left such a reputation. People whispering rude comments behind their backs, James and Maxwell had a habit of it too whenever Rose or Albus wasn't near them. If Scorpius were alone, he'd get beaten by the other Slytherins because they saw him as a traitor in the pureblood community. Scorpius had few friends in Slytherin, but he was thankful to have them all in his dormitory throughout the years.

 Lyra Malfoy went to Beauxbatons, no one trusted her, and everyone thought she would hurt them. But that was until she entered a group activity where they were given a truth potion and asked about their deepest desire for their years at Beauxbatons. Lyra said "to make real friends," so people gave her a chance, and they loved her.  Lyra's kind and loving nature shone through to her friends, and her incredible reliance and determination in her magical and musical practices. 

Pyxis, well, he never had a problem. He inherited his father's ego and did everything to maintain his image, from his personality to maintaining his perfect physique. In his mind, the stronger he got, the more feared he became, and as a result, respect was sure to follow. Unfortunately, this persona blended into Durmstrang quite easily, but not at first. Pyxis soon learned that respect had to be earned and not taken.  

Now, let's start the story. Back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ~ Scorpius' P.O.V.

"Hey guys, how was your summer?" asked Simon Zanibi as he walked up to me, and we did our handshake that we made up in the first year. He then did it to the other guys in our dormitory since we were all good mates. We just came into our dormitory from the carriages. Simon has been helping his little sister with the common room since she started this year. 

Meanwhile, the rest of us were already bathed and ready to goof around til 4 in the morning since tomorrow was Friday. Five people are in one dormitory; in mine, they include me, Albus Potter, Simon Zanibini, Adam Nott and Phillip Avery. These guys are, literally, the only Slytherin friends I have. I tend to hang out with my best mate Albus more so because he is always with the other houses in which I have many more friends...and girlfriends. 

  "It was cool; how 'bout yours?" I asked him. Everyone else said either "fine" or "cool." Unless your, Phillip.

"Boring as hell, mate!" he said. We laughed. 

"Why?" I asked him with a smirk on my face, "Your sisters didn't invite any girls over throughout the summer?" 

"Actually..." he started off, "It was the opposite! They invited too many!" We gave him a questioning look. "Come on guys," Phillip said, "Have you ever been in a situation where you hit on a girl, get a make-out session, then the next day a new girl comes from your other sister, the same thing happens, and then it continues," we looked at him as if he was mad for complaining. But knowing our friend, this couldn't end well. 

 "But then it's your sister's birthday, and all the girls are there, and they gossip, and the next thing you know, you're running from a pack of angry chicks, none of which are your sisters, cause they are laughing their asses off in the background." We laughed at him, the poor bloke. "Hey, I don't think I've seen so much pink in my life being thrown at me!" I shook my head, thinking,' Well then, you're an idiot; thank god I have only one sister. ' 

After that, we chilled for a bit, eating bertie bott's flavoured beans or daring each other. Eww. I got earwax, that's just nasty... and how do I know what that tastes like? Eww.