Strangers and Secrets

"Right," the blonde said, taking a moment to let everything sink in. He knew Godric, they'd met before. They'd gotten on well enough. After all, as long as the other wizard wasn't after his heirship, Scorpius couldn't truly begrudge him his parentage. Sure, Scorpius didn't consider the other man a sibling, content to mainly ignore his existence, but he'd never expected this.

"In that case," the blonde said with a slight quirk of his lips, "my name is Scorpius Malfoy, and it's rather fortunate that we met today." Running his tongue across his bottom lip, the man leant against the counter, barely refraining from running his hand through his hair.

Tilting his head back, the man cleared his throat and hollered in the direction of the staff room, "oi, Cesca!" After all, his youngest sister would not be pleased upon discovering that Scorpius had been conversing with a newly discovered child of their father without letting her know about it. The young blonde stepped out of the back room a few short seconds later, allowing the door to slam shut behind her a little harsher than was probably necessary.

"Cesca, you remember Godric? Well, meet Ms Whittle, his twin," Scorius announced, quirking an eyebrow at his sister as both an expression of amusement and a warning. "Ms Whittle, this is my youngest sister, Francesca."

The youngest Malfoy child stayed completely silent, eyes roaming the other witch's face and appearance. Her expression was slightly thoughtful, even as her eyes were cold and analytical. The teenager may have looked barely twelve, but Scorpius knew that she was not to be underestimated. Every one of their family members could be dangerous under the right circumstances, and the young witch was far from an exception.

Christy couldn’t help but to think that she was being inspected. Like cattle that was going to be sold for a profit. She couldn’t blame him really. If she was in Scorpius’ position she would have probably been the same way. She had known that the Malfoy’s really didn’t accept Godric, and he was somehow oddly alright with that, but at the same time she knew he wasn’t.

Rather fortunate, she thought to herself. Indeed. “And just why is that fortunate?” she asked cooly raising an eyebrow at his question. “I do believe we have met in passing before, when the both of us attended Hogwarts I believe.” She added. Christy had made an effort to try to stay to herself as much as possible when she was in Hogwarts, but she had always seemed to be drawn towards dating boys from the Slytherin house..or older men. It really depended on her mood when she decided she wanted to date.

Tilting her head out of curiosity, Christabelle couldn’t help but to be curious that he was calling out to someone in the back of the little shop. Her eyes moved slowly to the young blonde who didn’t really seem to be too thrilled that she had been called forth from whatever it had been that she was doing. Inwardly she laughed. She could remember a slightly similar attitude from herself at such an age.

Highly amused at the girl’s attitude she gave her a polite smile, “Pleasure to meet you Francesca.” She said as she examined the girl carefully. Having been on her own for a few years, she had learned not to be to terribly trusting of people. Even the youngest people who had had the slightest training could possibly become a formidable threat if the need arose. However at the same time, Christabelle could be such a formidable opponent if the need came about.

“I hope we didn’t take you from anything important that you were working on.” She added with a small smile on her lips. Of course the smile was a charming one, but far from a real and true smile. She hardly knew these people, but what she did know was that emotions would have been sought after to look for any weaknesses in herself.