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Wizard is as Wizard Does

Scorpius's Point of View

I had packed my trunk and had it ready the next morning. Rose and I avoided each other. It seemed both of us were too ashamed to look at one another.

When I arrived at breakfast, I was not surprised to see Michael and Selena sitting side by side. I took my seat next to Xavier. Vincent was beside him.

"You didn't take our advice at all," Vincent stated plainly. "You made out with Weasley didn't you?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked, stuffing a biscuit in my mouth.

"I can see the guilt across your face as plain as day, right Xavier?"

"He's got you there mate," Xavier agreed.

"How was it then?" Vincent begrudgingly asked me.

"Fantastic," I muttered.

"Did you guys do it then?" Xavier wondered aloud. (Half Blood Prince quote. Cracked up at that scene)

"No, now shut up," I demanded.

"Scorp how many times have you kissed her? Cause this could not be the first if you already knew how to lock lips with her."

"Four or five times," I admitted. "And like that's any of your business."

"Oh it is," Vincent told me.

I rolled my eyes and continued eating. Once I was done, I went to the entrance hall to wait for the carriages to take off for the train. An hour later, I sat on the Hogwarts Express. When we arrived at Platform 9 ¾ I said goodbye to my friends and went to find my parents. They weren't that hard to spot.

"Hello father," I said casually, dragging my trunk behind me with me owl.

"Scorpius," he replied with a nod.

Typical, my father rarely ever showed his real emotions to anyone. Except mother of course. He loved her dearly, which I was thankful for. If both of my parents despised each other I don't know what I would do.

We walked to the barrier and through it.

"Had a nice term Scorpius?" he asked me.

"Quite," I said, still dragging that heavy trunk. "I'm second in our class. Behind the Weasley girl of course. Did you know I was training with a witch from the Department of Mysteries?" I asked him, looking up.

"Really," Draco said in a monotone voice.

"Yeah, Weasley and I."

He stopped. "Weasley and you?" he looked a little alarmed .

I nodded, not willing to share details. Luckily he didn't pester on about it.

"Are we still going to that Puddlemere against the Harpies game?" I asked, brightening up at the idea. That would most likely be the highlight of this boring break. It might also relieve me of the thoughts swimming around in my head of Rose.

"We are," said he. "The twenty-third if I'm correct."

"Yes."

We walked on in silence and then came to a halt outside the station. I foresaw we were going to apparate.

"Ready Scorpius?" he asked, looking almost eye level with me.

I hated sidelong apparation. I took his arm and we 'popped' into a lung squeezing darkness. I felt like my lunch was going to come back up. I opened my eyes breathing heavily and saw we were at Malfoy Manor.

"Do we really have to spend Christmas with grandfather and grandmother?" I looked at him miserably.

"Of course we do. Now stand up straight and smile when you greet them," Draco ordered to me.

I followed behind him to the front door. He knocked and grandmother answered.

"Draco, Scorpius!" she exclaimed, capturing us both in hugs. "So nice of you to make it. Please come in." She stood back as I followed father in.

"Do you know where Astoria is mother?" Draco asked.

"In the lounge reading dear," she smiled.

I watched as he walked off to find mum. She turned to face me.

"How has school been Scorpius?"

"Fine I suppose."

I left her and went to my room. The same room I always occupied when I slept here. It was father's old room actually. I became accustomed to all of the green and black in it. I think it was suiting. On the wall lay a picture of father when he was about my age. Maybe older. He stood there with his arm around mum, smiling happily, without a care in the world it looked. My grandparent's offered to remove it, but I said leave it. I liked seeing father that way.

I threw myself on my bed and then decided to write my friends. I was already bored. I took out some parchment and a quill and ink then started.

You would not believe how bored I am Xavier. I've been here for ten minutes and already want to die. Write me soon. See you at the Quidditch game.

-Scorpius

I wrote the same thing to Michael just switched the names around.

Suddenly, and owl was pecking on my window. I went to open it. The owl fluttered to him and gave me a letter. Just before I could open it, gran came walking in.

"Scorpius dear," she smiled lightly. "Have you invited your friends to our annual Christmas party?" she asked.

"Party?" I questioned. We never had a party.

"Yes, on Christmas Eve."

"Okay thanks grandmother," I smiled. "I'll tell them."

When she walked out I quickly scribbled the boys a note informing them to come. I was practically begging it sounded. I opened the letter in my hand and read it. It was from Rose asking me to come to her Christmas party on the same day! Ah! It was be easier just to have her come to mine. So that's what I intended on doing.

Dear Rose,

It may be easier if you come to my house. You'll blend in easier than me blending in with all of your relatives. Thanks though. So what do you say?

-Scorpius

I handed it to my owl and watched her fly off. I sat reading through documents in that manilla folder that I had been given. Michelle had given us even more hand outs of the Department. How much bigger could that place be? I heard a tapping on my window and opened it for my bird to come in.

I took the note off its leg and read it. Rose was saying they go could to each others parties for half and half. Fair enough I suppose.

Fine Rose. Don't let your family kill me though.

-Scorpius

I sent the letter back and got up from my bed. I went downstairs to greet my grandfather. How much worse could this Christmas break be?

O0o0o0o0o0o0

Snow was piled up to the lower floor windows by the time the Quidditch match I was going to arrived. I stood in the main hall, waiting for grandfather and father. Instead of painting my face different colors and wearing the team I was supporting shirts, I wore a black formal suit. Ugh! I hated my grandfather for making me wear it.

"Ready Scorpius?" father asked.

"Yeah."

I followed the older men out of the house and I sidelong apparated, seeing as I was still to young and I hadn't learned how to yet. When I regained my breath a huge stadium was in front of us and witches and wizards were apparating in from where they were staying.

I quickly spotted Xavier and Vincent standing next to each other nearby.

"Could I go and join them dad? Please," I begged.

"Go ahead son," he replied. "Meet up with us after the game." He waved and I walked over to my friends.

"You're finally here after waiting for a half and hour," Vincent scolded.

"Oh shut it," I snapped. Xavier looked like he was about to burst out laughing. "What?" I looked at him.

"Someone's not very nice," Xavier mumbled as his smile disappeared.

"Look, I just hate wearing this damn suit!" I protested. "But whenever I'm with my grandfather he makes me wear one."

"We sort of figured that."

Both of the boys were wearing Puddlemere t-shirts and had their face painted. I envied they got to wear something to support their team. I came because they invited me. The Cannons would always be mine.

"Listen, let's go and find our seat. Vincent your dad did get---." I trailed off as I saw a group of fiery red heads walk by. "Rose," I mumbled I saw her laughing face.

"Who?" Both of the boys turned to see who I was staring at.

"Great the Weasley's have showed up," Vincent said in a low voice. "And Potter's," he added after the dark haired man joined them.

"Well his wife does play on the Harpies," Xavier pointed out.

Vincent and I ignored him. Xavier was so dumb sometimes.

"Come on," I said. We made our way to where the stairs were that led up to the stands. We had box seat tickets thanks to Vincent's dad. I sat in between the boys. We watched the teams warm up. Then they both went to get food.

"Miss me?" I heard a playful voice ask behind me.

I turned and saw Rose right there. I smiled at her.

"Not as much as you missed me," I joked. "Where's they rest of your family? I saw you walk in with them."

"Over where we're sitting. I came over to say hi," she replied. "You?"

""My friends went to go get food and I'm here with father and grandfather," I said to her.

"Hmm..." she nodded. "I was originally suppose to attend this thing with Landen but since we broke up I'm here for aunt Ginny," she pointed a a red haired women throwing quaffles in the goals.

"She's pretty good," I admitted nodding. Well she was! I wasn't trying to compliment her or anything. "Though I would rather be at a Cannons game," I said with a slight grin.

"So would my dad," she laughed. "You guys would get along great," Rose winked. "As you will be meeting tomorrow."

"No way," I protested. "I'm hiding form your dad. He scares me," I said, my eyes widening.

"Oh he's not that scary," she assured. Rose eyed me for a minute and then said, "Though he has a muggle rifle up in the attic he's never properly learn to use."

"You've got to be joking," I gasped. I had learned about muggle weapons in muggle studies. Scary things they were.

"Rose! Come on! I want food!!" I heard her brother complain.

"Seems like someones calling," I told her. "I'll see you----," I began.

Then she kissed me. It was the fastest kiss I had ever experienced. I swear. Not even a camera could have caught us.

"Later," she laughed again, standing up and making her way down to the stand that was selling food.

I just laughed to myself and shook my head. Minutes later, Xavier and Vincent returned with butterbeers and pumpkin pasties.

"What did we miss?"Xavier asked knowingly.

"Nothing," I told him seriously.

"Yeah right," I heard him mutter to Vincent.

The game started momentarily. I spotted Oliver Wood, Landen's dad, as keeper for Puddlemere. Landen wasn't too far away with his stupid girlfriend. Then there was Michael,who was ignoring us on purpose, with Selena. Behind us, I saw Lily sitting with George and Jules sitting with James. They looked as if they were sure enjoying us. Rose was laughing with Albus and Hugo was talking with his dad. Rose kept eying me.

I just smirked to myself. The Harpies had scored a lot of points and Puddlemere wasn't far behind. The end of the game was drawing near. By this time I was on my feet, screaming.

"GET THE SNITCH PUDDLEMERE!!!! COME ON!!!!" I screamed. Vincent and Xavier were screaming with me. Behind us I heard Rose yelling for the Harpies. Both seekers were on each others tails. The Puddlemere seeker caught it. The game was over.

"Woo hoo!" I cried raising my hands over my head and hugging my friends. "We won!"

Rose was such a sore loser. I turned around and she eyed me with disgust.

"I won the bets I made!" Vincent laughed. That was Vincent for you. Always the one to make bets.

Hours later after the match, I laid on my bed, with the journal out.

Today was fun surprisingly, I wrote.

It was great to see a team win like that. Rose wasn't too thrilled. Maybe tomorrow won't be that bad. Who am I kidding? It's going to be awful. Today might be my last entry. I swear.

Farewell,

-Scorpius Malfoy

I closed my journal. That's all I felt writing. Tomorrow would be interesting. I kind of dreaded it.

I took out a sheet of parchment and wrote something down on it that I will not repeat or show to anybody. The ink turned invisible. Perfect. I tucked it away in the journal and turned the light off.

Rose's Point of View

My bags are packed and I'm ready to go. I've been avoiding him purposely. I feel dirty, like oh I don't know, but I'm ashamed in myself. At least I have Christmas coming, and I'm major excited. Jules will be spending it with us. I was sitting on my bed in the common room there was a picture of Jules, Lily, Hugo, Albus, James, and I. I sighed. We were all so close, but I had a feeling something was going to rip us apart.

I put the picture down and met up with Jules, James, and Albus in the common room. We headed down too, the Great Hall, our faces somber. Just because Jules and everyone would visit over the holidays, it stilled made us sad that we were leaving. We sat down and shoveled food in our mouths. Jules and James were holding hands under the table and I envied their love. They were always so giddy and happy, who wouldn't be jealous?

I said, "Jules you'll be visiting right?"

She responded, "I wouldn't have it any other way silly."

James just started laughing. "Yeah we'll have lots of fun, at my house."

Jules slapped him hard across the face. "What did I say about those comments!?"

I laughed, Christmas was surely going to be fun.

I sighed, they were always like this, yes I was happy for them, I mean I SET IT UP. I glanced over to
the Slytherin table feeling sad and gave a weak smile to him, he didn't notice. The time flew by that
morning, which including getting on the train, and off it. I saw my parents after saying good-bye to my
friends and promised to write. I ran to my dad and hugged him tight. He hugged me right back laughing. I did the same with Mum.

We were in the car, excited chatter going on. We were talking about the annual Christmas Party and all of the preparations. I was really anticipating it. Should I invite Scorpius? We weren't officially dating or anything. I decided to risk it. Dad might kill me though. I took out a sheet of parchment and started to scribble a letter.

Dear Scorpius,

We haven't talked in forever (Just kidding right?). I want to invite you to our annual Christmas Party your parents are welcome. It's formal, wear your best dress robes or a tux.

Rose

My mind got lost in the thoughts of him being in a snazzy tuxedo like my Prince Charming.

Smack, get a grip Rose. You don't like him.

A reply came sooner than I expected. I was in my room listening to the Weird Sisters CD. Its been a long time since I have been able to relax like this. An owl pecked on my window. I opened it and the owl flew in, greeting me. It was from Scorpius, inviting me to his party. Hmm... easy is
no fun.

Scorp,

Here for a few hours you'll come to my party, then we'll go to yours. You can be my escort. Hahaha.

Rose

I sealed the letter and ran downstairs to the kitchen, I'm hungry. I grabbed a pop tart, and ran back
upstairs watching the window, waiting for a reply.

I got his letter back in no time, scaredy cat. "Make sure your family doesn't kill me."Sure my family holds grudges. I mean they really hold grudges, but they wouldn't kill anyone. I
laughed it off. This was way too funny.

0o0o0o0o0o0o

Today is game day. Puddlemere vs. the Holy Head Harpies. The Harpies are so going to win. When I go to a Quidditch game, I take my outfits very literally. My outfit today? In my hair I'm going to have halo in it. It looks really pretty. My shirt and pants are covered in harps, ha ha,very literal. The outfit was very cute and acceptable for a Quidditch match. I was delighted.

Puddlemere is going down to the ground. My Aunt Ginny will not take no for an answer. Let's say she can get very fresh during a Quidditch match.

"ROSE! ITS TIME TO GO!" I heard my mother yell.

"Coming Mom!" I said, and I hurried down the stairs. I flew out the door to see my father waiting. We were using a portkey since there are us and the Potters. We waited for them on the hill until they finally showed up,

"Took you long enough!" I yelled. We gathered around the portkey and we grabbed on. Whoosh.

We all slowly fell to the ground after the portkey, none of us would ever get use to it. I heard my dad mumbling things like, "Didn't hurt as bad when I was younger,"or ,"Bloody Hell." That's my daddy. We walked in to the stadium after getting our tickets. We had box seats and they were in the middle arena very, very good seats. See, we're not poor at all. We're actually doing very well, but my parents don't want to have a huge house that's creepy and dark and all marble. They wanted a modest one; a normal one. But now I'm rambling, back to the game. We were making our way to our seats when I saw Scorpius, with his friends Xavier and Michael. I'd speak to Scorpius later when his friends weren't there but for now, I'll have a chat with my dear cousins. I walked up to Albus and James who were both fully decked out in Puddlemere United clothes.

I sighed, "Not even rooting for your mum's team?"

They nodded no.

"Just because she is our mother doesn't mean we have to like are team."

I sighed again, boys will be boys. See the Potter's and the Weasley's are a mix of 3 teams in which we root for. The Chudley Cannons, well really that's just my dad, but anyway, the Holyhead Harpies, and Puddlemere United.

Yes, they are all good teams, well, except for the Cannons, but we love them. After a long conversation with James about how stupid hr is not to root for his mum's team, we headed to our seats; box seats. This was my chance to speak to Scorpius since his box is right next to ours. I sneaked out of my
box and made it to his.

"Miss me?" I said, playfully poking him in the back.

He turned and smiled at me, I smiled back.

"Not as much as you missed me," he joked, a familiar glint in his eyes. "Where's they rest of your family? I saw you walk in with them."

It always came back to the families with us, didn't it? "Over where we're sitting. I came over to say hi," I replied nonchalantly. "You?"

"My friends went to go get food and I'm here with father and grandfather," he said to me.

I cringed slightly at the mention of the grandfather.

"Hmm...," I nodded slowly. "I was originally suppose to attend this thing with Landen but since we broke up I'm here for aunt Ginny," I pointed at her, shooting maybe 7 different quaffles at the same goal. She trains really hard.

"She's pretty good," he admitted.

It's true though. My aunt Ginny could give any of the Puddlemere team a run for their money.

"Though I would rather be at a Cannons game," he said, grinning slightly.

I laughed. "So would my dad," I said between more laughter. "You guys would get along great," I told him, winking at him. "As you will be meeting tomorrow." I said laughing.

"No way," he said.

Yes way mister.

"I'm hiding from your dad. He scares me," he said, his eyes widening.

"Oh he's not that scary," I assured him. I eyed him and laughed in my head. "Though he has a muggle rifle up in the attic he's never properly learn to use," I said, keeping a perfectly straight face.

"You've got to be joking?" he gasped.

Not joking, or am I?

We talked for a while until that little pest, oh yes, Hugo, decided to interrupt. Jeez men and their
stomachs.

"Rose! Come on! I want food!" Hugo screamed at me.

I looked at Scorpius apologetically.

"Seems like someones calling, I'll see you---," he started.

I don't know what I was thinking but it just seemed like a good moment. I planted a kiss on his mouth, leaving oh too soon. I'd be there again. I promised myself. It was very fast though.

"Later," I said, laughing and waving goodbye, heading toward the food stand. Boy was I hungry. We got four popcorn's, twenty hotdogs (no there not real dogs), twenty-three sodas, and we paid them there in galleons, sickles, and knuts. Hey, it takes a lot to feed the Weasley's and Potter's. We have big appetites. Get over it.

We took our seats behind Scorpius and his friends once again."So Jules what did I miss?" I asked
turning towards James.

He responded for her. "Oh nothing dearest Rose. Just cheering, shouting, and snogging. You know all that jazz," he said putting on a thick British accent.

"Why are you putting a British accent on? You are British," I said to him.

"Oh Rose dear, do you not know how to act stupid?"

I smirked, "Not exactly James." I flicked him on the head. He winced. Flicking hurts more than you think.

He huffed and mumbled something about how, "Rose is so boring."

The game started, and the excitement rushed through me. Aunt Ginny flew onto the field and the game began. It was close the whole game, Puddlemere winning by twenty, but in the end, Puddlemere caught the snitch. The Scorpius and his friends cheered and I looked at them in disgust. I said in my head, "YOU DISGUST ME!" My face going red, I huffed and walked away.

Later after the game, I wrote in my journal.

Journal Thing,

Harpies lost, but I kissed Scorp, he seemed taken aback, but it was nice. Ta ta for now!

Rosie!

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