Scorpius Malfoy
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Scorpius leaned back against the cool wall of the corridor and looked out at the sky beyond the huge and ancient stone windows. A lone cloud floated over the hills beyond the Forbidden Forest, and a few Quidditch players could be made out in the distance, tossing around a Quaffle. The view was nicer here than it had been in Scotland - greener and brighter. He closed his eyes against the warm breeze and sighed.
There were, of course, things that he would miss about Europe. The people - his girlfriends especially - and his manor. But, moving here had been his own choice. Fed up with his mother trying to introduce him to 'suitable woman' by sending boring girls date invitations under his name, he had threatened to transfer schools. When his mother had continued, he had carried out his threat. His father had encouraged him - because 'a Malfoy never backs down.' So here he was now, lost in a school where he knew no one. 'except for Chace,' he reminded himself silently. Chace had been an old school friend, and while his being in New Zealand hadn't been the reason for his choosing this school, it had influenced his decision.
Scorpius opened his eyes and brushed his hair from his face. Which direction led to the main corridor?
There were, of course, things that he would miss about Europe. The people - his girlfriends especially - and his manor. But, moving here had been his own choice. Fed up with his mother trying to introduce him to 'suitable woman' by sending boring girls date invitations under his name, he had threatened to transfer schools. When his mother had continued, he had carried out his threat. His father had encouraged him - because 'a Malfoy never backs down.' So here he was now, lost in a school where he knew no one. 'except for Chace,' he reminded himself silently. Chace had been an old school friend, and while his being in New Zealand hadn't been the reason for his choosing this school, it had influenced his decision.
Scorpius opened his eyes and brushed his hair from his face. Which direction led to the main corridor?