Slytherin Lovers
01
Malfoy Manor's living room looked increasingly crowded than usual, many colorful toys and several green balloons scattered everywhere. Narcissa looked at her last granddaughter with a happy feeling.
Little Sean was very similar to Draco when he was a child.
Scorpius returns home from Hogwarts to be picked up by some of the Malfoy family's. Upon arrival in the living room, the man stared at the small figure sitting on the carpet with his father and mother.
“You're home, Son?” Draco exclaimed to find Scorpius staring at the toddler with a sparkling look.
Draco smiled looking at his first son who was transfixed. “Come!” the door, “Greet your sister.”
Scorpius approached, he stroked Sean's mane with a look of admiration. “She-my sister?”
Astoria and Draco smiled. “Of course, say hello to Sean Malfoy.”
“Cool!” his praise. “I can take her on a broomstick when she grows up later.”
Narcissa smiled happily. He passed his old age with Lucius and was blessed with two handsome grandchildren.
This is the Malfoy family unknown to the public. The witches thought they were a bunch of rigid and disheveled witches. No one knows if Malfoy’s also has love and affection in
within it. They live just like any other normal family.
***
Sean begins to grow up to be a full-fledged Malfoy man. Daily prophet often preach how familiar Scorpius and Sean are when they are exposed by the media. The famous handsome duo Malfoy.
It's been a few years since Sean stepped foot in Hogwarts. Malfoy's youngest son was a student of Slytherin who was not much different from Scorpius. Stiff, haughty and arrogant. It seems that the Malfoy family was born that way.
After graduating from Hogwarts, Scorpius worked in the ministry of magic. Draco is proud of his two sons. The eldest became an important member in the magic ministry while the youngest became an accomplished student. Not to mention he heard that his youngest son was very popular among women.
However, Draco has been plagued lately when the daily prophet spreads news about Sean having to compete with one of Potter's descendants.
“The competition is indeed natural to happen, dear.” Astoria defends her husband's cheek. He laughed when Draco told him about one of the daily prophet sheets, even the man did not hesitate to burn it with a magic spell.
“I really don't like Potty and all her descendants.”
Astoria smiled as her husband called out Potter's special nickname, perhaps thinking of ways in which her husband didn't have a bad mood.
“You gave Scorpius and Sean a sister?”
Hearing Astoria's offer made Draco grin. “Sure.”
***
A girl was forced to drag her feet towards a large hall due to the whimpering of her two best friends. Irene and Bianca invited him. He took a seat with the lions at the Gryffindor table. Watch the selection hats that select first-year students and eat big.
Everything was going as normal as it had been five years earlier. Nothing special, it just comes and goes.
The last daughter of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley just kept moaning in her heart. Because, he was annoyed when he found himself being the news material on one of the daily prophet pages.
Evelyn White Potter and Sean Draco Malfoy.
This made his three brothers, James, Albus and Lily and their parents worried.
“Evelyn White Potter, are you listening to me?”
Evelyn broke her daydream, finding Bianca who was looking at him in annoyance. “Ah, sorry Bi. What did you say?”
Bianca and Irene glanced at each other before sighing. “Do you still think about that stupid news?” Ask Bianca.
Irene shook her head looking at her worried friend. “I'm sure you can definitely beat her, everyone here knows that you are the daughter of a Potter.”
Evelyn dropped her head on the table. “That's exactly what worries me.I don't even intend to compete with anyone.”
“Come get excited!” irene was excited.
***
Evelyn pulled herself out of her bed and looked at herself in the small dresser mirror.
‘Hebat’ thought it would take a few hours after the news became widespread. He understood the situation of his family when he heard the name Malfoy, especially his uncle. Ronald Weasley hated the ferret.
His uncle always called Draco Malfoy the Ferret.
Some news about him and Sean filled the daily Prophet. He wanted to go back to Burrow to see his grandmother. Molly Weasley's. It's better to spend time in Burrow and listen to Molly's chatter without running out.
Confusion is evident among students. Evelyn kept her flat face and ignored her racing heart.
Hagrid.
A large, tall figure rose from the teacher's desk, approaching Evelyn.
“Oh, good morning, Evelyn.”
“Again, Hagrid.” He tried to put on a smile as sweet as possible. He had heard many of his father's stories of how Hagrid helped his father before he and his brothers were born.
“Disregard them, it's just a rumor you know that right?” hagrid's words were a gesture to him.
Evelyn smiled and nodded. After Hagrid's death, Evelyn chose to take a red apple and a bowl of cereal. He chose to admire the abundance of food in the field rather than having to pay attention to the gazes of people who were curious about him.
He chews his apple and accidentally stares at Slytherin's desk. There was a group of men and one woman who got together and engaged in conversation. They all glanced at her and Evelyn decided not to shy away from their gazes.
Oh shit, those eyes were there and staring at him.
Someone he was talking to. Sean Draco Malfoy's.
He fell silent and looked at his cereal bowl. “Sial!”
“Evelyn.”
Evelyn flinched, looking up at her two friends and a man who arrived at the Gryffindor table. Him
is a friendly handsome boy.
Edmund Xanders. Prefect of Gryffindor. “I hope you ignore all those stupid news, Lyn.” It made Evelyn smile.
“I hope you don't believe the stupid news that says I have to compete with the Son of Malfoy, like my father and his father.” Reveal Evelyn while stirring her cereal.
Bianca and Irene just nodded.
“Better we focus with herb class, you know how Professor Slughorn.” Timpal Xanders made Evelyn grin.
“I'm not afraid.” Answer's relaxed.
Bianca saw the interaction of the two smart witches in front of her lazily clucking.
“Yes, you are indeed good at potion class. But don't be arrogant, remember!” Bianca resuscitated it.“Sean is just as great as you.” Bianca's words got a sigh from Irene.
“Your words only make Evelyn's mood worse.” Said Irene who started taking a bowl of cereal.
“Though I'm your friend, Lyn. I admit Sean Malfoy is a brilliant boy so far, handsome and intelligent boy.” It was obviously Bianca who was forced to make Irene nod. “It will obviously be your rival.”
“Not many girls who don't like it.” The word Bianca which was again taken by Irene.
“He is charming, Lyn. But it seems he's not interested in anyone.” Irene's words made Xanders raise his eyebrows. The man looked at the two in wonder, why this conversation had changed.
“Don't hate it, Lyn. Or you'll suddenly like it.” Irene said, Bianca laughed. The conversation made Evelyn uncomfortable.
“I don't like it.”
Evelyn felt bad as she approached the potion class with her three friends. The Harry Potter youngest daughter sighed, she took out her worn potion book from her backpack. Damn, this time he had to
sitting alone.
Bianca as usual sat down with Irene. Xanders was somehow sitting with whom, who he knew a man sitting with him was Ravenclaw's male student.
Only the bench was empty and also next to it.
There was a flat voice beside her, a sexy throat dehumidification and Evelyn flinched from her daydream when she found the man – Sean Malfoy – stood two feet away from her. His eyes were cold and piercing, but his lips curved up with a mischievous smile.
Damnit damnit! Malfoy's sneering really insulted him.
“Good morning, Potter.” Flat talk. “You better be kind enough to let me sit next to you before the whole class keeps staring at us.”
Sean first settled himself before Evelyn gave an answer, right what Malfoy had said. The entire class stared at him, including Bianca and Irene who seemed to be giving Xanders a look of pity as well as a look of anxiety.