The Diary Of Uriel Scryer
By Uriel Scryer
Using prompts from the 100 Theme Challenge, the story follows the experiences of halfblood Uriel Scryer as she goes through her seven years of Hogwarts. Fourteen prompts will be used for her 1st through 5th year while fifteen will be used for her 6th and 7th year.
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May 31, 2021
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Making History
Chapter 3
"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.