sunbead

“Grades?” “Satisfactory.” An exasperated huff came from the corner of the room, “Oh come on, Scorpius.”  Rose stalked forward to glare at her mother's face, “He has equal grades to mine, if not better in certain subjects.  Mum, quit this stupid interrogation!” The look on her mother's face quieted her, but Scorpius noted that it didn't dim the intense disapproval on the redhead's face.  He resisted the urge to grin, as well as break his eye contact with the fireplace.  Mrs. Granger-Weasley had spent the past half hour grilling him on the day to day happenings of his statistics.  Age, height,