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Scorpius Malfoy

"I do not want your money. I want a favour. Or two. Really depends on how bad you want your secret kept."

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a character in “Deathly Hallows”, as played by InsaenImagination

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Scorpius Malfoy


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| Name |

Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy


| Age/Year |

Sixteen/Sixth Year


| Gender/Sexuality |

Male/Asexual


| Blood Status |

Pureblood


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| House |

Slytherin


| Wand |

Yew wood; 13 1/4 inches; core of Phoenix feather; slightly bendy



| Patronus/Animagus |

Snake/Inland Taipan


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| Height |

6'1"


| Weight |

197 lbs


| Hair/Eyes |

Dirty blonde/Blue


| General Appearance |

When Scorpius was young, people said that he looked exactly like his father when he was his age. As Scorpius grew older, more traits from his mother appeared, darkening his hair, softening his sharp features. In school, one would see him wearing custom-made Hogwarts robes, made of silk. In his regular clothes, he wears black suit pants, dragon hide boots, and a white dress shirt with the two top buttons undone. His hair, which was jelled back when he was younger, is now never jelled back, and usually just pulled back behind his ears and falling to his shoulders.






| Likes |

Scorpius has many likes. He also likes to do many things. He is an avid reader, a lover of knowledge and invigorating his mind. He enjoys his schoolwork, he enjoys hard work. He loves most foods, sweets only once in a while. He listens to the piano, the violin (he plays them both), and most every other instrument. Whenever he gets the chance to listen to music, he will. It does not matter what genre. To him, music is music, and he loves it. He loves both his parents and his grandmother (not the grandfather). His grandmother especially, because she was the only who actually conversed with Scorpius.

He also enjoys playing with other people's emotions and minds. He likes it when he overpowers people into doing what he wants them to do. He likes when people are hurt, and when people have fallen to his level. He likes to see a person reach the breaking point and become bad like him. He really enjoys anything bad that befalls on others.

But the one thing that Scorpius likes the most, is his ability to always choose the winning side, and come out on top, with no hurt feelings on either side of the conflict.


| Dislikes |

Scorpius does not have many dislikes, but the ones he does have are big. He dislikes his grandfather, almost hates him. Lucius Malfoy was never a good grandfather, always putting unwanted expectations on Scorpius. He worked Scorpius hard when he tutored the boy, and even though Scorpius improved, Lucius never gave him a compliment. This caused the youngest Malfoy to distance himself from his grandfather, and subsequently his father, who had similar expectations (even though his father was nicer about it).

Scorpius utterly despises the stigma of Slytherin house. Most every house, even Ravenclaw, looks at any Slytherins with distaste and distrust. Scorpio wishes to either teach others to stop hating Slytherin, or to turn a Gryffindor into a Dark Lord. Either that, or make sure that the hate for Slytherin stays strong by becoming a Dark Lord himself. This also coincides with his hate for Hogwarts, which is not really a great environment to learn in. Hogwarts is a breeding ground of jealousy, rage, and hate, with people gossiping, lying, and hurting others, either to make themselves feel better, or because they are ignorant fools.



| Talent(s) |

Scorpius is talented at charming, persuading, and sweet-talking. While he is no slouch at wand waving and potion stirring, his specialty lies in his silver tongue. He could make the most devout practitioner of Light magic learn and perform a Dark curse if he wanted to. It's all about getting under their skin, learning their weakness, strengths, likes and dislikes.


| Personality |

When Scorpius was young and just starting Hogwarts, he was an arrogant little twit who thought he could get anything because he was a Malfoy. He was wrong. When he tried it, he was hexed and learned that there is no one person who could like a Malfoy. And being a Malfoy in Slytherin, the hate only grew. So, Scorpius adapted. He changed, and flexed, and thought differently, all the while bottling his negative emotions inside. Instead of being a board, boring and drab, Scorpio aligned his personality to each and every person he met. With many boys, he put up the faΓ§ade of a friendly rival, and with the girls he chose to be charming and delightful. To the intellectuals, he put up the air of being smart, but not too smart, and with the jock-types, Scorpio decided to target what they loved the most: sports. Scorpius' faΓ§ade is flexible and adaptable, able to change in any situation.

But under the ever-changing personalities, if you get past his calm and temper-minded patience, then you'll meet the real him; a dark and hate-filled young man. He is a broiler of disgust, distaste, hate, and anger. And sometimes, behind closed doors, his anger gets the better of him.






| History |

When Scorpius was born, his parents and grandparents were overjoyed. An heir, and a son/grandson. While the eldest Malfoy (Lucius), was think of how to use young Scorpius to return the Malfoy name to prominence again, Draco was thinking of making sure that his son would do the best he could. His mother, Astoria, just wanted what was best for Scorpio and to make sure he did not grow up hating juggles, muggle-born, and half-blood. Narcissa was just happy to have a grandson, with no ulterior motives. What made his parents happy was the fact that Scorpius barely ever cried. As Scorpius grew and his grandfather and father were making plans for him, his mother doting on him, and his grandmother actually caring for him, trying to make sure to curb his arrogance. It did not work.

When he turned five, his father and grandfather started teaching him about proper pureblood etiquette, with help from Astoria. During that time, he was allowed to hold a stick and practice the wand movements of various spells; from basic household charms, to more advanced spells like the shield charm. As Scorpius soaked up the knowledge, his grandfather took him aside and started spouting off various pureblood and Malfoy motto's. He told the young Malfoy that they were better than most everyone, that to submit was to lose power and that was not good. Lucius also told him that pureblood's were better than mudbloods and half-bloods. He was screamed at by his mother when she heard him say "mudblood." He learned, then, that there truly was no difference between pure-bloods and mixed-bloods.

When his birthday came around (December 31st), he received his letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The next fall he attended, the Sorting Hat saying he was going to put him in Ravenclaw. He argued and the Sorting Hat finally put him in Slytherin. As per his upbringing, he was an arrogant snot who thought he could walk on anyone. Oh, how he was wrong. In the first month of his first year at Hogwarts, he was hexed and charmed by older Gryffindors. It hurt him. As the Gryffindors, who were nice enough to carry him to the doors of the hospital wing. When the young Malfoy finally gained enough strength to stumble into the wing, he told the healer that he did not want his parents knowing about this incident. The healer respected his wishes, only after many minutes of begin on Scorpius' part. As he lay on the bed, he could only think of how he was going to survive the year. His answer?

Silence. For the rest of his first year, he stayed silent. He observed, and thought, using his innate Ravenclaw nature to learn and adapt. Other than the schoolwork, which was laughably easy, Scorpius watched and listened to the professor's and student's, remembering their names, their ideas, and their ways of talking. He listened to private conversations, learning secrets and rumour, which he had never bought in to. After his first year, he started moulding his personality to each person he met. And it worked. But even though he was charming, and easy to talk to, people still had a distrust in him. His grandfather still had high expectations of him. And this caused him to start hating people, and grow evermore angry. In his third year, he chose the electives Arithmancy, Study of Ancient Runes, and Divination.


| Abilities |


    Intermediate Occlumency: Scorpius, learning from his grandfather and father, had become able to guard his mind against most mental attacks, including the Imperio. Unless someone truly wants something, or is a master Legilimens, then he cannot defend against them. He is still learning and growing, though.

    Novice Legilimens: Due to learning Occlumency, Scorpius gained some ability in Legilimency. When he gazes into someone's eyes, he can sometimes "see" strong surface thoughts and emotion.

    Animagus: His parents could not become animagi. His grandparents, also, could not. So Scorpius, wanting to do something that no Malfoy had ever done before, decided to train to become one. Using meditation techniques from Occlumency training, Scorpius found his "inner animal" to be the Inland Taipan, one of the most venomous snakes in the world. The meditation took over six months (he started training at the start of his fourth year) and the actual, self-transfiguration training took one and a half years. He finished and became an animagus the end of his fifth year.

So begins...

Scorpius Malfoy's Story

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Character Portrait: Rose Weasley Character Portrait: Jessa Weasley Character Portrait: Emalee Lovegood Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Lily Potter Character Portrait: Alexander Remus Character Portrait: Mara Longbottom
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The day had been filled with excitement. Rose had been bubbling with anticipation as her and her siblings began their annual migration from her suburban home, to the magical school of Hogwarts. It was a rather long care ride to the station, but it always was, like usual Rose ran onto the platform first, followed by Jessa, and then was joined by Hugo and their parents. Rose said goodbye to her parents, exchanged a promise that she would look after her younger siblings (Especially Jessa), and write often, before she boarded the train that would carry her towards her friends, magic, and her second home.

Rose's bag was heavy, packed with snacks her parents had insisted she take with her, and a few books, well, more than a few, to read along the way. A lot had happened over the summer break, and rose was now eager to trade holiday gossip face to face with her friends. Letters, sent regularly to her closest friends, could unfortunately only do so much. Rose was also at the same time, not so eager to see a few certain people, Rose liked every for the most part, but there were some people that just got on her nerves, like a certain Malfoy boy.

After entering the large castle Rose had always considered her second home, she bounced into the Great Hall, with a horde of other returning students, she skimmed the room looking for familiar faces, though the only ones she could see were that of her three cousins, and Mara Longbottom, who Rose liked to consider one of her closer friends. Standing on her tiptoes to get a better view, Rose managed to spot a few other familiar faces such as Alexander Remus, Emalee Lovegood, and of course Scorpius Malfoy, though seeing him simply made her frown.

Rose shook her head slightly as students started to take their seats at their houses respective table, she made her way to where the many Gryffindor were now sitting chatting about the events from over the summer. She took her seat beside Mara, and across from Albus, James, and Lily, she didn't know why she always sat by them, her cousins always seemed to want to cause trouble.

There however, was still a wall of black robes which were the first years waiting to be sorted, all of the returning students had taken their seats, Rose was now paying Equal attention to the food in front of her and the nervous first years that were slowly being sorted and making their way to their tables.

Once they were all sorted and the black wall had disappeared, a hush fell over the hall. Headmaster Sommers stood at the podium a warm smile across his face as he addressed the students. "To our newest arrivals, I would like to personally welcome you to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry, and to our returning students, I wish you a warm welcome back." His voice carried across the hall with little effort, while his eyes danced from face to. "I can see that many of you are already eyeing the food, and I will not be the reason to Prolong your wait." A cheer filled the room which made Rose giggle, if there was one thing all the students could always agree on, it was food. The Headmaster waited patiently for the noise to die down before continuing. "However, I would first like to remind all students, that the Forbidden forest is strictly off limits unless accompanied by a teacher or member of the staff. Professor Hughe has in formed me that a Unicorn that has taken residence near the grounds has delivered a pair of foals, anyone who happens to come across the family is asked to please, be respectful and give them space." Sommers paused for a moment letting the messages sink in. "You may now begin."

The announcement caused another loud cheer, one that faded as everyone began digging into the food.

"I'm surprised you haven't cleared the table yet Albus." Rose looked at her cousin with a bright smile and raised eyebrows, it seemed everyone was rather hungry. "How were your holidays?" Rose asked basically everyone around her, unable to wait until after dinner, she leaned in slightly and added with a clear excitement. "I learned some new tricks for Quidditch, over summer. We are going to wipe the floor with the other teams this year." Though Rose didn't usually speak in such a matter, one thing she was, was competitive, especially when it came to Quidditch.

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Character Portrait: Rose Weasley Character Portrait: Jessa Weasley Character Portrait: Emalee Lovegood Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Lily Potter Character Portrait: Alexander Remus Character Portrait: Mara Longbottom

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Alexander stared at the platform for a long moment. Good ol' Platform 9 3/4, here I come once again, he thought to himself before plunging into the column that led to the familiar station at which the Hogwarts Express was. The train was already there, and the entire platform was bustling noisily with all of the students. The first years were loud as ever, excited for their first trip on the Express. Alexander made his way to the train, dragging his belongings behind him, Creature perched on his shoulder.

"Good boy, Creature," he said, scratching him gently under the chin. The cat purred loudly at Alexander's sign of affection and nudged his ear in return. Alexander couldn't help but smile slightly as he continued on, trying to get to an empty compartment as quickly as possible. The trip on the Hogwarts Express to Hogwarts was probably his least favourite part of attending the school, as it was crowded and cramped and noisy beyond all reason. When he finally found an empty compartment, he tossed his bags onto the shelf above the seat, and Creature hopped down from his shoulder onto the cushion of the bench. Alexander sighed as he sat down next to his beloved Familiar. "Just one more year, Creature," he said as he watched the scruffy-looking cat curl up beside him.
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As Alexander walked through the familiar halls of the castle, Creature trotting along beside his heel, he noticed quite a few first years running to the Great Hall. He meandered his way there, taking his seat at the Slytherin table once he did arrive. Scorpius was already there, and in all honesty, Alexander wasn't the fondest of him. They were sort of friends; however, Alexander saw them more as acquaintances than anything else really. As he looked around at all of the people entering, he noticed Rose Weasley's head poke out of the crowd, and he knew she was on her tiptoes attempting to find people.

She had a habit of doing that, at least on the first day of school that is. He couldn't help but slightly snicker at her little quirk. It was funny, mostly because she did it every year and hasn't changed since the first time he saw her walk into the Great Hall. He admired her in a way.

Once everyone had seated themselves and the first years had been sorted into the houses, Headmaster Sommers gave a short speech as always before letting everyone dig in. Alexander was always fascinated by the way that Hogwarts did their meals in the Great Hall. It truly was magical, but part of him was always slightly concerned that he was just swallowing magical substance that only made him feel full. Nonetheless, the ate his fill.

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Character Portrait: Rose Weasley Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Alexander Remus

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"Scorpius, I want you to be careful this year."

The youngest Malfoy almost laughed. Ever since he realized that being in Slytherin was dangerous, he had always been careful. With enemies on all sides, from his own house to the other three, it would have been hard not to.

"Something is coming, son, and I want you to be ready. There is a room on the seventh floor. Ask the house elves."

Ask the house elves? Interesting. Useful creatures. Most of them annoying and insane if treated poorly. Malfoy house elves were cultured and well-mannered. His father was quite intelligent for treating them better.

"I will be careful, Father. Goodbye, Father."

Scorpius turned on his heel and walked to the door of his father's study. "Scorpius, dark days are coming. I need you to be safe. Now, go. Say goodbye to your mother."

"Yes, Father. Goodbye, Father."

And with that, Scorpius left his father's study and walked the halls of Malfoy Manor. He gazed across the walls, admiring the paintings, and the portraits. Above a mantel piece was a portrait of Abraxas Malfoy, Scorpius' great-grandfather. He nodded, and the painting nodded back.

When his back was to the painting, Scorpius frowned. The Malfoy name used to be noble and respected, even though through the years they practiced dark magic. But due to his father's and grandfather's choices over the return of Tom Riddle, the Malfoy name was blackened with distrust and hate. Abraxas and he had talks about the reasons and the "what ifs." Political talk, and interesting history.

Sooner, rather than later, Scorpius had made his way to the sitting room, where his mother was reading the Daily Prophet. "Good morning Scorpius," she said as he made his presence known with a knock.

"Good morning Mother. I will be leaving for Hogwarts soon," Scorpius stated with a pleasant tone in his voice.

Astoria smiled at him, "Well, have fun at school. Learn lots."

He smiled back, "Of course Mother. Goodbye, Mother."

She waved him off and went back to reading the Prophet. Scorpius nodded to himself and left the sitting room. "Tink!" he said, summoning his personal house elf.

The elf appeared in silence, bowing, "Yes, Young Master Malfoy?"

"Could you take me to the platform?"

"Of course, Young Master." The elf took a hold of Scorpius' arm and they disappeared.

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Scorpius did not think about the train ride to Hogwarts. Of course, sitting by yourself is always a sobering experience. Scorpius also did not see the point of thinking about the train ride, when it was like every other train ride he had: alone.

Scorpius walked through the doors to the Great Hall, looking towards the back to see if there were any new professors. There were none, so he raised his head in acknowledgement to the Headmaster, who gave a cheery wave back. He kept walking and took a seat at the Slytherin table, waiting for returning students and the first years. He noticed Rose Weasley look at him with a barely noticeable frown on her face. He shook his head, not able to think why she would have a frown.

Then Alexander Remus came by, sitting down at the table. Scorpius moved to the seat in front of Alexander. While they were not friends (you cannot have friends in Slytherin), they were, at least, on good terms. "Good evening, Alexander. I hoper your summer was pleasant?" Scorpius' voice was smooth and articulate, showing the significance of his upbringing. Before Alexander could reply, the first years started to get sorted. Then, there was the Headmasters speech. Scorpius might take a gander over to the Unicorn.

When the food appeared, Scorpius noticed that Alexander was eying it. "You are in your seventh year, Alexander," Scorpius began, not at all condescending, "and yet you still have that look on your face. Do not worry, house elves make the food."

Then Scorpius began eating, quite enjoying the food.

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Character Portrait: Rose Weasley Character Portrait: Jessa Weasley Character Portrait: Emalee Lovegood Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Lily Potter Character Portrait: Alexander Remus Character Portrait: Mara Longbottom

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Mara had made a very detailed checklist for herself before making sure she had everything she needed for her final year at Hogwarts as a student. She huffed to herself while removing a few curled and blonde strands of hair from her face. She grabbed her things and walked down the stairs and eyed her mother and father, as they were proud of their baby girl. Mara rolled her eyes at them as she reached the last step. "Please do not cry and give me the same speech as the first six years." She practically demanded of them both as they looked at each other then back at Mara. "Just make sure you stay out of trouble, sweetheart." Her father, Neville said while hugging her close to him. "Yeah and no more witty arguments with the professors." Her mother, Hannah said with a wink then a hug.

"Okay, okay. Can we leave now? I do not want to be late." She asked as they escorted her to the car and made sure her luggage was well secured before proceeding on to the train station, known as King's Cross. She immediately jumped out of the vehicle, basically before it even stopped and grabbed her things while rushing towards Platform 9 3/4. Her parents rushed after her and caught up with her before she went through the wall. "Honey, honey. Do we not get a kiss goodbye or anything?" Neville asked as he looked at Hannah, who shrugged her shoulders, too, and really didn't care on that matter. Again, Mara sighed and rolled her eyes, hugging her father and mother goodbye and kissing her father on the cheek before disappearing before their eyes on the other side of the wall.

Her eyes widened as she stood beside the train once again. She was completely memorized by the sight even though she has seen it multiple times before. Mara boarded the train and took an empty compartment then placed her luggage above her head before taking a seat. She hummed to herself while waiting for the train to take off. A knock came over her compartment door and it startled her a bit as it was her good friend, Sierra. They exchanged hello's and talked about what they did over the break but Sierra had to leave to go to her compartment as the train was beginning to leave.

The scenery towards Hogwarts was beautiful, in her own opinion. She stared out the window and just watched while grasping everything. She jumped slightly when another knock came over her compartment door and it was the lady with the goodies. "No, thanks." Mara waved her on her way as she went back to staring outside, seeing the castle in the distance as she stood and immediately placed on her robes while shrieking in excitement.

As the train stopped and everyone basically pushed themselves through, she did the same and barely made it. She walked through the halls of the castle and can really tell that nothing had be changed though an unfamiliar aura loomed over the castle or maybe it was just her. She placed her luggage down in the Gryfinndor's Common Room for the girls then made her way over towards The Great Hall, where she sat down at the table, waving at her fellow Gryfinndor wizards.

"How...?" Before she could ask anyone how their summer was, a hush came over the hall as the Headmaster spoke the welcoming then encouraged them to eat food. The noise of many chatterboxes rose over the hall again and Mara fixed herself a small portion on the plate before her. She eyed Rose, who spoke towards Albus as she giggled at her comment then listened to his. "I am excited for Team Gryfinndor this year. I made a cute little cheerleader outfit over the summer. I hope it comes in handy so you guys better give it your best this year." She slightly scowled towards the Quidditch members at the table as if she was their coach or something then smiled afterwards.

"So, besides Albus, how was everyone else's summer?" She took a bite from her food then eyed everyone to see who was going to be the first one to respond to her question.

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Character Portrait: Rose Weasley Character Portrait: Jessa Weasley Character Portrait: Emalee Lovegood Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Lily Potter Character Portrait: Alexander Remus Character Portrait: Mara Longbottom

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"You are in your seventh year, Alexander, and yet you still have that look on your face. Do not worry, House Elves make the food," Scorpius said before he began eating. "Yes, Scorpius. I'm well aware. It's just... It just feels like I can taste the magic on it or something. I'm not sure what it is," Alexander responded. Scorpius was an interesting character to say the least. Alexander saw what was on the outside, a seemingly friendly boy with no malicious intentions; however, Alexander remembered when Scorpius first came to Hogwarts, how arrogant and rash he acted. That's when he got hexed by a group of older Gryffindors. Alexander was coming around the corner when it happened, but he didn't do anything to stop them. It was too late at that point. Since then, Scorpius is much quieter and gives off a friendly attitude towards people. Deep down, Alexander knows that he's putting on a faΓ§ade of some sort. No one goes from arrogant punk to sweet and friendly just from getting hexed and hurt.

After the meal, Alexander meandered his way out of the Great Hall, passing by Rose Weasley as he left. He stared at her as he walked by, smirking as he did so. As he looked away, he noticed the first years rushing to the common rooms. Better avoid going there for a bit, he thought to himself. Instead, he decided to take a stroll to the Greenhouses to check on the plants they had growing there. Alexander loved Herbology, so he went to the Greenhouses frequently when he had the time. Normally, Alexander went here alone, but for some reason, he felt like he was being followed.

When he got to the houses, Professor Plantain was tending to the plants. "Hello, Professor,"
Alexander said as he skimmed over a few of the plants with his fingertips. "Anything special this year? he asked, curious as to what they'd be learning this year.

"Not this year, Mr. Remus," he responded, not looking up and continuing to tend to the plants. Alexander continued to walk around the greenhouse, observing all of the different plants. This was his last year at Hogwarts, and he was going to miss it.