Potter! Detention. And twenty points from Gryffindor.
Albus turned in his seat along with the rest of the 4th year DADA class to stare at where Assistant Headmaster Snape stood, fuming, in the doorway. Albus swallowed. In the long standoff that followed, Scorpius leant in close to Albus and ghost-whispered, What did you do? And why deduct points from Gryffindor?
The blonde glanced down and Albus followed his gaze to the Slytherin badge on his chest. Leaning just a tad closer, he whispered back, Father means Da, not me. He looked up, and sure enough, the High Potion Masters glare was going right over his head and straight to the front of the room, where Professor Potter stared back with large deer eyes. Albus bit back a groan at the sight. That innocent look could have been seen through by a 1st year Hufflepuff, and the ma