[ unfortunately for scorpius, he's not the only ravenclaw that takes roundabout routes to get where he's going. luckily for wynne, he manages to blend in much better than scorpius does, too-- no familiar features, no famous (or infamous) name. he does it so well, in fact, that most people don't even remember that he exists or that he's a ravenclaw. he's made a practice of it his entire life, from one shitty foster family to another. the first three years of hogwarts had maybe been the best years of his life, until he'd started receiving strange letters, and then remembering things.
and now, well, he's here. at least in this hogwarts, he doesn't think he can continue getting said letters. still, old habits are hard to break, and he's stepping out of a secret passage that most people have no idea exists (there are a few benefits to very old memories) when scorpius rounds the corner. it startles him so much that he yelps, dropping his books. papers scatter across the stone, and he turns as if to flee back into the passage before he realizes it's already closed behind him. ears and face burning, he glances back.. and realizes that he sort of knows who this is. ]
Oh, [ he breathes, and presses shaking hands to his outer thighs, turning back to crouch and try to gather up everything he'd dropped. ] .. You're, um.. Scorpius, right? Malfoy? [ he ducks his head, voice lowering to a flustered mumble. ] I've.. seen you around.
halls!!
and now, well, he's here. at least in this hogwarts, he doesn't think he can continue getting said letters. still, old habits are hard to break, and he's stepping out of a secret passage that most people have no idea exists (there are a few benefits to very old memories) when scorpius rounds the corner. it startles him so much that he yelps, dropping his books. papers scatter across the stone, and he turns as if to flee back into the passage before he realizes it's already closed behind him. ears and face burning, he glances back.. and realizes that he sort of knows who this is. ]
Oh, [ he breathes, and presses shaking hands to his outer thighs, turning back to crouch and try to gather up everything he'd dropped. ] .. You're, um.. Scorpius, right? Malfoy? [ he ducks his head, voice lowering to a flustered mumble. ] I've.. seen you around.