Party at Malfoy summer home!

Scorpius had always hated Malfoy Manor, but the Malfoy Summer home was even worse. It was not constantly infested with Death Eaters, so that was a plus, but the whole house was a constant reminder of the Malfoy's family recent humiliation at the hands of the D'eaths. Scorpius had never even visited it before their whole family fled here a couple months ago. The summer house was about a third of the size of the manor, and yet it was still more empty than Malfoy Manor, after all, all their furniture and other things had been left behind.

Scorpius knew quite well why his father was throwing this party. The Malfoys had to regain prestige amongst other pureblood families, make allies and force the D'eaths out. The problem Scorpius had was that his father had told the families to bring their children along as well, who Scorpius would have to entertain since Suzannah wasn't around. While he was no recluse, he definitely despised the formality of such events, and was quite sure he would meet quite a few enemies he had made in the Slytherin house as well as friends. Scorpius sighed, this would be a long day.

(This is during winter break by the way)

Selwyn could barely breathe. While his parents were a little less strict about the whole pureblood thing, allowing him to interact with muggles freely and even keep a playstation in the attic for when life in the Scottish mountains was simply too boring to be believed, they still kept up appearances. And that included attending the Malfoy's soiree in a collar buttoned right up to his chin.

Sure, right now the Malfoys might look like they were down on their luck but that family had a way of bouncing back, even if it did mean sleeping with the enemy from time to time. Selwyn had a feeling they were here because his father appreciated that kind of ambition.

Still, the Malfoys could be so stubborn. What they really needed was a kick in the pants. A light up the arse. Something to blow them into the twenty-first century and make them realise that pure blood was SO LAST SEASON.

While his dad knocked on the front door, Selwyn let his allure slip on, earning him a dirty look from his mother.

"Stop that, Selwyn!" she admonished him. "This is someone's house not one of those places in Knocturn Alley!"

Franki had just decided her family may recover when her father, the parent she had always preferred, ruined it all.

It was bad enough her family was a joke.

But inviting all of the people to their house, their smaller house they had escaped to after being kicked out, to celebrate being 'superior.'...

This is why they were a joke.

Franki was a bit relieved. She wasn't the worst in her family. Between her brother pretending nothing was wrong, and Suzannah still flitting about, Franki barely existed. The girl looked the part too, wearing a sweater and jeans, looking as though she didn't even belong to the hosting family.

The house was huge to anyone outside of the pureblood family. Atop a cliff that overhung a lake, it was a beautiful sight... in warm weather. Snow coated the ground and the house elves were working double time keeping the drafty home warm.

Franki jogged downstairs and took her place amongst the milling people. Goal Number One - avoid Asotria, her mother. Goal Number Two - find Gis and stick be her.

Franki was wearing jeans. Liesl couldn't believe it. She'd squeezed herself into an old dress that needed to be mended before she could wear it because her parents couldn't even afford to buy her new clothes and here was Little Miss Malfoy all down in the dumps because... what? Her second home wasn't huge enough? Liesl didn't even have a first home!

As soon as she was let in, she rushed over to the other girl.

"What are you doing?" she demanded. "I thought this was supposed to be a formal occassion?"

A quick glance around at the other guests, the ones who'd turned up so far, confirmed that yes, they were all wearing semi-formal dress.

Scorpius was in charge of greeting the guests, naturally. The Thorfinns were first, a surprise to Scorpius, who hadn't even known the family was pureblood. He had never really asked Selwyn his background. He directed the parents to where his parents were, then turned to Selwyn. "Yo bro, been a while," he greeted casually. Sure, he was glad to see him, but saying so would just be weird.

"Sorry about this," he added to Selwyn, who looked awful in his suit. Then again, Scorpius probably looked the same. "At least there is firewhisky. By the way, try not to do anything stupid," he added, knowing well what Selwyn was capable of.

Looking around the room, Scorpius didn't recognize any of the other guests well. There was the Dolohov girl, who he had never talked to. He cursed inwardly; the more girls that arrived here the worse. Normally he wouldn't mind, but Scorpius was aware that his mother was looking for a nice pureblood girl for him. His parents had somehow found out, probably through Suzannah, that his girlfriends at Hogwarts included Rose Weasley and Julia Traverse, both half-bloods, and they wanted to put a stop to that.

Oh. Lovely little Liesl Dolohov.

Well, Franki struggled now. Liesl was the leader of the Dark Followers and Franki had decided to be a major suck up to save herself further embarrassment about being a failure as a Dark Follower too. However, her patience to be mocked and patronized by fourth years was not very strong today.

However, Franki knew not to enter into a battle of wits with Liesl though. She knew her limitations well enough to know she would not succeed.

Franki turned to her, plastering on the famous I'm-a-pureblood-so-I-am-always-happy-because-of-my-superiority smile, the smile her mother had taught her. "Oh, it's just so cold, you know. We have enough of these little soirees that I'm a bit over the dressing up part."