Together Rose and Skylar walked away from the Great Hall in the strong gold sunlight. They scuttled quickly to the dappled shadows under the collection of Willow trees near the Owlery. The ground was soft and cool and the girls were happy to sit in the shade and read. Rose was heavily invested in a muggle book series that her mother had bought her for Christmas. The creatures that they could imagine resembled the world in which she lived and they still had no idea? How wizards had managed to remain a secret had baffled her for quite some time. The girls sat in silence for sometime and Skylar had made at least 3 feet of a daisy chain before she broke the peaceful quiet.

"Did you get any post this morning?" Skylar asked innocently. Rose delved into the folds of her cloak and retrieved the letters.

"One from your parents and one from mine." She said dropping them on the ground between them. Skylar gave a small laugh that made Rose lift her gaze from the book with a raised eyebrow.

"If i didn't know you were a genius I would fear that you couldn't count!" Skylar laughed as she reached to the letters. "There's a 3rd one." Rose swore under her breath and snatched the 3rd letter from her grasp. Skylar's eyes widened and she looked hurt by Rose's sudden harshness. Rose's fearful anger dissipated and she apologised to Skylar.

"I'm sorry. It's - it's private." she stuttered. Skylar's brow furrowed and she nodded to the letter.

"Open it." Rose looked between Skylar and the letter. She had received anonymous hateful post before but never had it been accompanied by a recognisable coat of arms and such expensive parchment. Rose shook her head and gasped as the letter was ripped from her hand. Skylar broke the coat of arms in half and opened the letter.

"Go to the library and find your favourite book. Alone." Skylar read aloud. Rose gaped at her friend.

"Is that it?" She asked incredulously. She snatched it back and scoured the parchment for any hint of malice. Was this a trick?

"I'm going to the library." Rose stated as she rose from the ground in one swift movement and sprinted to the main entrance. Skylar sighed as she watched her and returned to her daisy chain.

Rose ran as quickly as she could, her heavy footfalls echoing along the empty hallways. the sun was much too unseasonably bright for anyone to remain in the castle. in her haste she became more clumsy. she fell down two trick steps and on the second occasion she had to ask a nearby Hufflepuff to heave her leg ran as quickly as she could, her heavy footfalls echoing along the empty hallways. the sun was much too unseasonably bright for anyone to remain in the castle. in her haste she became more clumsy. she fell down two trick steps and on the second occasion she had to ask a nearby Hufflepuff to heave her leg breath was rasping out harshly by the time that she arrived at the library. Pulling heavily on the large oak doors she tried to steady her breathing as she stepped nervously over the threshold.

favourite book, favourite book, favourite book. she muttered over and over under her breath. There was the book her mother had bought her - Hogwarts: A history. she made her way swiftly to the bookcase that she knew it belonged in.

Someone was already there with a large leather bound book open in his hands. It was Hogwarts: A History. He sat on the window sill with the sunlight streaming from behind him. He had taken his robe off and it lay crumpled on the floor. He wore a crisp white shirt and his Slytherine tie. The pale blonde hair he had inherited from his father fell forward in his face and as he turned to look at her he brushed it away from his slate grey eyes.

Scorpius Malfoy