"It feels weird to be talking about your dad in History
of Magic," I told Scorpius one day. His father, Draco Malfoy, was one of
the major people involved in the Second Wizarding War. He leaned back into the
sofa in the Slytherin common room, merely shrugging and yawning in response.

"Yeah, but at least now I'm actually hearing about it.
He won't talk about the Second Wizarding War. Anytime I ask, he tells me not to
worry about it changes the subject," Scorpius said. "My grandparents
won't even talk about it. I only ever hear about that war from history books
and History of Magic."

"He really never talked about it?" I asked.
Scorpius nodded. I tilted my head in confusion. "Why?"

"No idea. I mean, the Malfoys weren't exactly on the
side of the Order of the Phoenix for a majority of the First and Second
Wizarding War. We only switched sides during the Battle of Hogwarts,"
Scorpius said. "Maybe he regrets the things he did."

"Maybe," I murmured. "Still, it's weird to
know someone who's dad made history." Scorpius raised a dark eyebrow,
confused by the statement. "Even if he didn't do the best stuff initially,
he did the right thing in the end. That's what matters, right?" Scorpius stared
blankly at the floor of the common room. I bit my lip and looked down. Maybe I
shouldn't have said that. Yeah... that was probably a stupid decision.
"Sorry... I shouldn't have brought it up. Forget I said anything."

"No, no," he said. "It wasn't a bad thing.
I'm just thinking. Maybe your right. I'll tell him you said that." I
widened my light blue eyes and shook my head furiously. Scorpius smirked and
laughed. "What?"

"I know I said he did right in the end, but your dad
also kind of scares me," I admitted. "Just based on
description."

"He's not that bad," he said. I looked down and
got up off the sofa.

"Good night, Scorpius," I said. I didn't look
behind me as I made my way up the stairs to the girls dormitory. The entire way
there, I prayed that Scorpius wouldn't write to his father about what I said.
The fact that he made history with the Golden Trio and the Order of the Phoenix
intimidated me and I really didn't want Mr. Malfoy to know I existed. It was easier
that way.