A minute later, he followed Scorpius up to the fourth years' dormitory.

Against the shrieking approach of the Gowrow, Scorpius' voice was barely audible.

Thinking that, James didn't know whether to despise Scorpius or pity him.

A few minutes later, Scorpius passed the closed doorway of the gymnasium.

Scorpius muttered the password, granting them entrance to the deserted common room.

Later that night, Rose and Scorpius were sceptical enough to be dismissive.

Their lander, Scorpius, had an average landing accuracy of about 35 inches.

As Debellows and Rose passed Scorpius, she gave him a wilting look.

After a moment, Rose turned to follow, as did Scorpius and Ralph.

Scorpius' wand trembled in his hand as he pointed it at her.

Scorpius leaned closer as well, dragging a reluctant Rose along with him.

Scorpius glanced toward James and seemed to know that he was awake.

Unlike James, Scorpius did not sleep for the rest of the night.

Scorpius launched into the rest of the tale as he knew it.

Scorpius lunged, instinctively turning sideways, just as they'd practiced in Defence Club.

Albus nodded toward Ralph, who was cramming in between Rose and Scorpius.