Blood of Birds

Note: Hi! The following is a 2nd generation Harry Potter fanfiction, with main characters being Rose Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, and Albus Potter. It will be comprised of four parts, the first of which will follow Rose. There will also be seven one-shots (or side-alongs) following other characters at points throughout the series, each uploaded separately. I've also taken the liberty to include a few re-quotes, courtesy of JK Rowling and Steve Kloves of course, to pay homage to the original books and films. So without further ado, here is Chapter 1. Happy reading!

~ Lauren



21. Mercy Underfoot (1/2)


"Slytherin can have the first tryouts," James complied. "It's only fair, since they won the Cup last year."

Scorpius wasn't fooled. He was well aware that the only reason James wasn't fighting him for the Quidditch pitch was because he was planning on watching Scorpius's tryouts from atop the Astronomy tower. James and Lysander had been using the hideout for years, and it hadn't gone unnoticed.

"All right, then let's just go in the order of last year's points," agreed Madame Katie Bell, Hogwarts flying instructor and Quidditch referee. She was leading the first team captains meeting of the year, with Scorpius, James, Lysander, and Lorcan all gathered around a desk in Bell's office, discussing upcoming practice and game schedules. "So, Slytherin's first, then Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff."

"And I still get two days, yes?" Lysander asked. The Ravenclaw team had lost a lot of players, since it had been comprised of mostly seventh years, so it had the most positions to fill.

"That's fine," Bell said. "It'll round out to a full week that way." After scribbling down a note on her long piece of parchment, she looked up at Scorpius and stated questionably, "You haven't listed a sub-captain."

"Oh, I must have forgotten," Scorpius responded. Sub-captains didn't do much, but it was necessary to list one in case a captain got injured at some point. Scorpius hadn't actually forgotten to name one; he just didn't want to. "Er, just put Al, I guess. Albus Potter."

James glanced in Scorpius's direction upon hearing Al's name. The entire school had quickly been made aware of Al and Scorpius's row that had ensued in DADA recently, and like all things regarding Scorpius, it was now the number one topic of conversation all across Hogwarts.

"Sorry, but I have to get going," Lorcan suddenly said, already standing from his chair. After being named Head Boy, and with a special Care of Magical Creatures project he was working on for his NEWT's, this particular Scamander twin could barely manage his role as Hufflepuff Quidditch captain anymore.

Lorcan's schedule seemed to be the complete opposite of his brother's. Scorpius couldn't help but notice that Lysander didn't seem to have a girlfriend this year. In fact, the only girl he was ever seen around was Mercy Golding, and that was just because she happened to be dating James. Normally, such restraint would be a sign of good character on Lysander's part, but Scorpius worried that, since its captain had so much free time now, the Ravenclaw team may prove to be a legitimate threat to win the Cup. Plus, he had a feeling that Lysander was only alone because he still had feelings for Rose.

Rose. Scorpius had been trying not to think about her, but of course, his mind always ended up on the subject. They hadn't spoken since Scorpius's breakdown in the Room of Requirement, which had happened over a week ago now. It wasn't an awkward silence, though, as if they didn't know what to say. Scorpius knew exactly what to say, and Rose had promised to listen, but he hadn't built up the courage to start the conversation just yet. He wasn't ready, just like Rose had said. As much as he missed her, Scorpius needed to figure things out for himself. In the meantime, he'd have Quidditch tryouts to focus on.

"Well, you might as well all leave, then. We'll meet again once you've got your rosters ready," Bell said.

At that, all four boys walked out of the tiny office, Lorcan already running off to his next appointment. "You need to get a life, you know!" Lysander, his twin brother, called after him, to which Lorcan merely responded with a wave.

When Lysander turned back around to face James, the latter was already busy snogging Mercy, who seemed to have appeared out of thin air. "Now, that's more like it," Lysander chuckled at them.

With a roll of his eyes, Scorpius left the trio and headed to the dungeons. When he entered the Slytherin common room, it was fairly full of students, everyone happy to be inside by a fire on this rainy day. Even Ilana Higgs, who was rarely seen in crowded areas, was there, standing in a corner talking with Al.

Scorpius tried to walk by them on his way to the bulletin board, the sign-up sheet for tryouts in his hand, but Al caught his attention. "You should add a Chaser to that list," he said, looking in Scorpius's direction. Ilana was standing between the two, and already looked incredibly uncomfortable.

"I should, should I?" Scorpius asked. The sheet in his hands only had one section on it, since Slytherin had only lost one player last year: Vincent Goyle, who had been a Beater. Until now, a Beater had been all he would need.

"Don't look so surprised," Al said with a raise of his eyebrows. "You didn't honestly think I'd stay on the team, did you?"

Yes, Scorpius thought. Why would Al want to quit? Sure, he wasn't as good a Quidditch player as James, but Scorpius still thought Al enjoyed being on the team. Apparently, his enjoyment wasn't enough to make up for the endless awkward practices he'd have to endure with Scorpius, though.

"Good luck finding somebody," Al said as he walked past Scorpius. "I'm sure everyone really wants to follow the orders of a murderer's son."

Scorpius wanted to lunge at him, but Al was already a ways down the hall, and was soon slamming the door to their dormitory. Letting him go without retaliation, Scorpius sighed and mumbled to himself, "Terrific."

After posting the sheet on the board with a sticking charm, Scorpius added a section labeled 'Chaser', then backed away and waited, hoping that people might show an ounce of interest. A couple of kids came up to sign their names for Beaters, but no Chasers just yet. They hadn't expected the position to be open, and so it was unlikely that anybody felt prepared to take it on.

Feeling desperate, Scorpius asked Ilana, who was still standing right beside him, "I don't suppose you'd like to join the team? Tryouts may not be necessary at this point; I'd give it to you."

Ilana looked at him like he was insane, her eyes raised so high that they were completely hidden by her dark bangs. "That has got to be the worst idea anybody's ever had," she laughed at him.

"Well, I don't hear you coming up with a better one," Scorpius suggested. He was desperate at this point, and too frustrated with Al to keep his tone in check.

"Actually," Ilana replied, "I might know of somebody, but I'm not sure you'll go for it."

"Try me."

Ilana looked straight at Scorpius now, right in the eye, and said, "Mercy Golding."

Scorpius couldn't help it. His eyes rolled all the way around before he could send a conscious message for them to stop.

"I knew you wouldn't go for it," Ilana chuckled at him. "But really, I'm sure she'd be happy to do it."

"Yeah, but she couldn't possibly be able to fly," Scorpius spat back. Mercy, who was a seventh year like Ilana, didn't seem like the type that would ever be willing to get on a broom. After all, the wind might ruin her hair.


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