Chapter 2

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"Oh, crap it's Rose" Albus said, 

"What, where!?"

"In the courtyard."

"Crap, let's go to the bridge then."

They walked over the bridge and started to walk towards the Quidditch pitch.

"Why are we going to the quidditch pitch?"

"I don't know, let's just sit in the stands and talk."

"Okay."

They walked to the stands and when they sat down, Albus noticed a Slytherin boy with blonde hair and a freckly face, sitting a few rows behind them watching the Quidditch practice. He noticed Albus and smiled at him, Albus smiled back.

"Do you know who that is?" He whispered to Scorpius.

Scorpius looked at him, then up at the boy, "No, I don't."

"Hm." Albus shrugged.

A little bit later, a bludger started heading directly for the two boys. They didn't notice it at all until they felt an odd change in the wind and saw in front of them, the bludger, frozen in the air. Albus looked toward the blonde boy, he was now standing with his wand in hand and looking furiously at the bludger. He then let go and the ball fell into the seat in front of Albus and Scorpius. The quidditch players hadn't noticed and were still playing.

"Oh my god!" Scorpius was saying, "What was that!?"

Albus stood up, "Oh my god thank you so much!"

"No worries, are you alright? That bludger was going really fast." The blonde boy asked.

"We're fine, but I can't thank you enough!" Scorpius exclaimed, "what's your name, sorry?"

"My name's Lucas, and, again, no worries."

"Lucas, cool! My name is Scorpius, and this is Albus."

"Well, hi guys."

"Hey, also... Thank you for the last time." Albus exclaimed.

"Honestly, it's all good!" Lucas laughed.


A few days had passed since Scorpius and Albus had met Lucas and they had become good friends. 

"Wait hold on, so this Shakespeare guy, who writes plays, a playwright, is also a poem person?"

"Yes."

"But Scorpiussss, you told me he wrote plays, and now he's suddenly a poem maker too?" Albus groaned, 

"Yes Albus, a poet, he wrote quite a few poems when he wasn't writing plays."

"Oh my god, I hate this. It's too confusing. Why are we even learning muggle history!?"

"It really isn't. He just had two jobs. And we are learning it so we can fit in with the muggles better."

"Well who the hell has two jobs!?" 

"Well I know that some muggles do, broke university students or something." Lucas said.

"Uni what?"

"Doesn't matter, let's just finish this homework and go to bed." Scorpius responded. 

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