Disclaimer: Don't own and never will. But if JK fancies giving me the rights…
AN: This is written for The Every Character Challenge by CeliaEquus. To avoid missing anyone, I'm doing them in the order they appear on the list, but the chapters are not in any order and no particular canon.
"Mr Malfoy, I would like a word before you go to dinner," Professor Aidan Lynch said as the Slytherin Quidditch team landed. There were some dubious and concerned looks amongst the Slytherin team and Scorpius himself turned slightly pale.
"You're not in trouble Mr Malfoy, I have something that I need to talk to you about," Professor Lynch continued and he waved the rest of the Slytherin team on. With a low murmur, the Slytherin team went into the changing rooms. Aiden sighed to himself and walked into his office to await young Scorpius Malfoy.
"What do you think Professor Lynch wants to talk to me about Al?" Scorpius asked as the two boys showered.
"I don't know, but it can't be good," Albus replied nervously. "Do you think he knows who's behind the green water the Gryffindors had in their shower last week?"
"Hope not, I think Rose would kill us. Slowly. If she knew," Scorpius said with a worried look.
"Especially as her hair still has green streaks in it," Albus added and Scorpius paled.
"Yeah, thanks for reminding me Al. If she does find out, I'm making sure that it's you who she takes first," Scorpius said with a smirk.
"Thanks Scor, but I insist that you be the first one to deal with her," Albus countered with a smirk. "I wouldn't want you to miss that particular pleasure."
"Hey, we're the last ones here!" he exclaimed. "We've been chattering away like a pair of old ladies! We'd better get going."
As the two boys dried themselves off, Scorpius's thoughts turned once more to Professor Lynch. Unlike some of the other Professor's, especially the ones who had fought in the Battle of Hogwarts, Professor Lynch judged Scorpius by who he was rather than his family. That made Professor Lynch his favourite Hogwarts professor, but that didn't stop him feeling nervous about being called into his office.
"I'll wait for you if you like," Albus offered, but Scorpius shook his head.
"No, I'll be okay. See you at dinner," Scorpius said, although he was still pale. Albus looked at him doubtfully and Scorpius gave him a smile. "I'll be FINE. Trust me, it's not like I'm facing an angry Rose after all, is it?"
"Fine. You'd better make it out alive, or I will never speak to you again. Obviously," Albus replied and the two boys smirked.
Professor Aidan Lynch was busy tapping his fingers against the memo that was sitting on his desk. If Albus Potter wasn't so set on becoming an Auror, it would apply to him as well. A shadow fell across the table and Aidan look up and his eyes met Scorpius's.
"Well I suppose you're wondering why I asked to see you young Mr Malfoy?" Aidan asked and Scorpius nodded.
"Yes Professor," he replied.
"As I told you Mr Malfoy, you're not in trouble," Aidan paused and picked up the memo on his desk. "An old colleague of mine sent me this and I think it might be eminently suitable for you." He handed Scorpius the memo and slowly smiled as he watched Scorpius's eyes grow wide.
"Mr Malfoy," Professor Lynch interrupted firmly, "I have seen you play Quidditch for almost six years. You have what it takes to make it, in my opinion. If you train hard that is."
"But…this is a professional level team!" Scorpius burst out and Professor Lynch nodded with a smile.
"Yes. And you have what it takes to get to play professionally," Professor Lynch told him. "Now I imagine you'll be wanting to go to dinner now."
"Yes, yes of course," Scorpius said absent-mindedly as he was slowly guided outside the Professor's office. And still in a daze, he wondered to the Great Hall.
"Hey Scor, you okay?" Albus asked, pulling Scorpius out of his daze.
"Yes…I've just had a shock, that's all," Scorpius replied dazedly.