SCORPIUS MALFOY

[ofpxtestatem]

scarxetrebel​:

┋ ☼ ┋     SCARLET EVANS     ┋ ☼ ┋​

          DEFEAT COLOURED HER EXPRESSION. so clearly written across her face, he decided it was a shade all too pale and DISTASTEFUL for him; scarlet evans was meant for greatness far beyond what HE deserved, and though scorp had entirely NO idea what he could do to rid her of this insanity, he found himself determined to DO IT anyway. he hadn’t ever heard crying quite like THIS─────── it was a sound that TREMBLED through flesh and bone, leaving nothing but a senseless PAIN in its wake that threatened ANGER to erupt. and yet, every ounce of it fizzled out of existence the more he stared at his son, so terribly innocent and utterly fascinating in his.  .  . beauty. mesmerised by him, scorpius could do nothing else for a moment but APPRECIATE him, despite the constant wailing that would not cease.

            ‘ THOMAS EVANS.  .  . MALFOY. ’ he tested it on his tongue, slowly swaying his arms side to side, even if a little awkwardly as every muscle TENSED at the lack of force he used. with limbs so attuned to BATTLE, something so fragile and easily breakable felt.  .  . UNSAFE in his arms. scorpius was capable of ATROCITIES─────── a rising wave of insecurity, DOUBT and fear sought to SUFFOCATE him. he’s not sure if he’d ever realise what saved him, but it was scarlet evans who GROUNDED him with her steady VOICE, with eyes so fiercely emerald and ready to defy him, even if she was BREAKING right in front of him. it was her stories of their child, told with such pride that even in moments of doubt, scorpius couldn’t help the slight tilt of his lips as he glanced back up at her.

              DOUBT QUICKLY BECAME SHAME. the feeling was as unfamiliar to him as the sight of her SUBDUING the anger that fit so beautifully around her skin, like a red glow that constantly TORMENTED him, and yet set him alight with a fire that BEGGED to be felt in all its fervour. as if on muscle memory alone, scorpius lowered his cheek against thomas’ forehead. ICE met with a fevered heat that warmed him immediately─────── and perhaps it was the crying that had driven him past insanity, but HONESTY slipped through his lips. ‘ because i was AFRAID. ’ cerulean meets emerald for a single second as he SWALLOWS down the bitter taste of truth with a gulp. ‘ -don’t ask me, evans. ’ there was a PLEADING gleam in his eyes; scorpius wasn’t sure he’d know the answer to what she might ask: why were you afraid?

                TRUTHFULLY, HE WASN’T SURE. but for a brief moment, he could swear he felt his son snuggling in his hold, his tiny fingers tapping against scorp’s shirt as if to COMFORT him from the raging storm inside his chest. ‘ there was a BOY, once upon a time, who’d been born into a family with a TERRIBLE last name known throughout the world. ’ a hesitant hand grazed along warm chubby cheeks, scorp’s lips lifting into a small smile as he attempted a feat he’d watched his own MOTHER accomplish throughout the years: he told a STORY. ‘ -this boy, from the moment he took his very FIRST breath, already had his whole life decided for him. ’ scorp held thomas’ gaze, letting the words roll from his tongue albeit STORYTELLING was a skill best left to the WOMEN of his family.

                ‘ HE WAS MEANT TO RESTORE HIS FAMILY NAME. ’ he began pacing very slowly around the room, occasionally bringing his lips to his son’s forehead as though he was unable to resist LOVING him. ‘ this boy spent every day working to make his family PROUD. he looked after his sister, who was sometimes very ill, and eventually, had to take care of his mother when she got sick. he had a REPUTATION to save, a commitment to FAMILY that meant sacrificing things he wanted. ’ he couldn’t be sure, but the crying seemed to slowly FADE, wide eyes peering up at scorp curiously─────── but perhaps NOT. perhaps he had merely fallen into his own tale. ‘ ─PEOPLE he loved. ’ he spares scarlet a GLANCE, painfully aware of her presence for his VULNERABILITY, UTTER HUMILIATION; all for his son.

                TO HELL WITH IT ALL, FUCK IT. scorp continued his attempt at SOOTHING the child burrowed in his hold, continued to mask hidden CONFESSIONS as he told his story with a watchful gaze on HER. ‘ he wasn’t a HERO, but he tried his best to fight for the things that mattered to him. he wanted to fulfil his DUTY without consequence, but he ended up wanting to make a choice that would change his family’s LEGACY forever, all because of BLOOD. ’ he paused, and a serene SILENCE echoed loudly around him─────── was he simply imagining it? scorp might have sought for confirmation if he hadn’t been too occupied with MARVELLING in it, taking it as a chance to take in all that was scarlet evans; MESS that she was, there was a striking FIRE that made her ALL he could see.

                                                ' i’m NOT SURE how the story ends yet. ’ he scoffs WRYLY, jaw squaring.                                                             scorpius FACES her. ‘ ─────but i would like a CHANCE TO FIND OUT. ’

[ofpxtestatem]

scarxetrebel​:

┋ ☼ ┋     SCARLET EVANS     ┋ ☼ ┋​

          THERE WAS AN UNDENIABLE VOID IN HIS LIFE, and there had been for at least the last three months. in truth, it might have started long before then, but scorpius had always been a man of LUXURY, and he’d had enough of it to ignore what demanded to be felt. his seemingly greatest privilege could have cost him the GREATEST LOVE of his life: his own son. he hadn’t felt the same ever since that day; raindrops sliding along his jaw as he gazed upon the bundle in the small basinet, his own flesh TORN and BLOODIED from a recent battle, scorp was sure he’d never felt the unwavering sense of CERTAINTY as he had that night.

            EVEN HARDENED BY WAR AND BATTLE, there were things scorpius malfoy feared and wanted to escape from, parenthood seemingly one of them. he’d thought often about his son and his mother, and while his feet would carry him as far as the threshold of his family’s manor, they never quite made it past there. it hadn’t been for lack of WANTING to see them; scorp knew every bone in his body CRAVED the impurity that had become his FAMILY. no, scorpius simply lacked the conviction  ─────── the bravery  ─────── to face the reality that he would NEVER be enough for this child. he’d never DESERVE him. could scorpius really DO this?

           HE MIGHT BE BETTER OFF BEING AN EVANS. but no matter how many times the words repeated themselves into his mind, scorpius had always fallen prey to his own selfishness of WANTING that small ounce of utter perfection in his life. the nightmares that haunted him now were different to those he’d faced in earlier years; seeing the image of a dishevelled SCARLET EVANS with his newborn in her arms fading into nothing, being robbed from him─────── that was the real torture. and still, scorpius did not cross that doorstep. still, he did not REACH for them. WHY? a heavy weight settled in his shoulders as palms lay flat against the marble counter, head lulled between his arms.

             AS FATE WOULD HAVE IT, THERE WAS NO TIME FOR DOUBT. not when a flurry of almost incoherent texts pling from his phone at rapid speeds under HER name. uncharacteristic fear was quick to settle into his FEARLESS mind, as eyes slide along the screen for a single moment before he’s already twisting at his WAND. as he steps forwards, his feet land on CONCRETE, a senseless bustling suddenly around him as cars beeped down long roads and families gathered at a nearby park. muggles were fascinating in their simplicity. scorpius found himself once again RUNNING to her, hearing the wails long before reaching her door.

               SCARLET EVANS WOULD NEVER LOSE HER FIRE. even now, with strands of hair falling messily along the side of her neck, emerald eyes glassy and small streaks of tears down her cheeks─────── she still CHALLENGED him. scorpius stepped into the room almost automatically, as if drawn to the cries that STUNG at his chest, though he didn’t understand why. ‘ what happened? is he OKAY? ’ a deep-seated CONCERN clung to his voice, coarse from long silence. a hand moves to touch at thomas’ soft skin, the other falling atop scarlet’s shoulder as if on REFLEX alone; it was a small comfort, though scorp wasn’t sure WHO he was comforting most.

              ‘ HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN LIKE THIS? ’ how long had scarlet endured the gut-wrenching sound of his CRIES without losing her mind? how had she survived longer than mere seconds from the pain that TWISTED itself around her chest─────── because that’s what HE felt. fingers beg to reach for him, even if scorpius FIGHTS against the urge. cerulean eyes find themselves DRAWN to the wounded expression across her face, and it’s as though every lingering sense of DOUBT of his worthiness eases; if scarlet FUCKING evans broke at this when she unflinchingly battled alongside him in WARS, then scorpius could SWALLOW his insecurities.

                THAT’S WHAT THEY WERE, HE REALISED: INSECURITIES. confronted with the familiar glint of fear in her eyes, scorpius did not BUCKLE. he surprised himself when he stepped unbearably closer, arms grazing along the length of hers as he lifts the WEIGHTLESS, shrieking bundle against his own chest. muscles TENSE from strained relaxation, as scorpius marvels at the smallest of things─────── where had this SERENITY come from? when had scorpius malfoy fallen in love with them? ‘ when was the last time you slept, EVANS? ’ his eyes lift to her carefully, hands warming from the FEVERED skin of his son, restless in his arms. ‘ -the last time he slept? ’

                                                scorp STEPPED towards her, wanting to LURE her onto the couch.                                                             he doubted she'd sit if he asked. ‘ i’m here, evans. here for you both. ’

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THE WHITE PEACOCK

MEMORIES CAME TO HIM IN WAVES. kaleidoscopes of green and black wove their way between every face, every expression                his sister, pale and regal; his mother, encased in a green blanket, white roses adorning her bedside table. he remembered that she loved those, remembered the BOUQUET he’d brought her once as a child, remembered her smile as she soothed his sister’s crying. it almost felt REAL, as though he was back there, watching through the blur of SMOKE that encircled each thought, each memory.

HE ALMOST DIDN’T HEAR THE SOFT GROWLING. cerulean blinks away the haze, lips lifting at the sides as VIPER touched her nose to his knuckles. care of magical creatures had taught him how FAST dragons matured, but it wasn’t until he had gone weeks without viper that he realised just how fast they grew, indeed. ‘ i’m meant to be concentrating, vipe. ’ scorp sometimes wondered how he could ever have doubted she were s GIRL. not that it changed anything; she was his favourite girl. ‘ want me to tell you another secret? ’

HE HALF SMILED, TAPPING A FINGER TO HER HEAD. ‘ -you can’t tell anyone, because it will seriously damage the reputation. ’ she squealed, and he continued with a sigh. ‘ i haven’t been able to conjure a patronus since THAT night. ’ and the dragon lady was HOT, but she had been cut from a devil's cloth. ‘ you wanna help me out? ’ scorp lifted her onto his palm, closing his eyes in concentration once more as she crept along his arm to sit at his shoulder. he beckoned the memories, forced breath into his lungs, let it sweep past him.

THAT SUNSHINE SMILE RETURNED. lifting his wand, scorp clung to the memories of his family, clung to the JOY that sparked with each wave of his childhood. ‘ EXPECTO PATRONUM. ’ scorpius didn’t see the flare of white. instead, the vision contorted from green and black to red and white. he was suddenly immersed in it, DROWNING              flames set the scene ablaze, leaving everything BURNING. as if on cue, a spark of BLUE blasted from his wand, shifting into a cloud of the purest, most brilliant WHITE he’d ever seen.

AND THEN HE SAW IT                       AN ELEGANT, FAMILIAL, WHITE PEACOCK.

[ofpxtestatem]

SCARXETREBEL​:

┋ ☼ ┋     SCARLET EVANS     ┋ ☼ ┋​

          SO LOOPY LUPIN WAS IN THE ORDER TOO? THAT WAS COOL. not cooler than his DRAGON, but cool enough that it brought ella’s adoptive family higher up in ranking for his regards. ‘ you’re totally delirious with all of this, aren’t you, evans? ’ he watched her as they trailed behind the others, noticed how emerald flickered at every SWIRL OF COLOUR around them, every shriek of a dragon. he both LOVED and hated how the firelight reflected from the slight freckles on her skin, scattered across her face. ‘ -you’re so EASY to read. ’ he often forgot she was NEW to the world of magic and all its wonders. was that why her eyes sparkled with INTRIGUE, with complete awe?

          DID SHE FEEL IT MORE BY BEING A MUGGLEBORN? the thought discarded the smirk from his lips, forced a spiral of DISTASTE to dampen the sweetness of the air against his tongue. was he admiring a mudblood now? it couldn’t be. and yet, watching as she lifted her palms to catch the tiny specks of MAGIC DUST, it was hard to focus on the bitter taste the thought had left in his mouth. ' -hard to fault your logic. ’ he couldn’t help the sarcastic tone, even if scorp felt entirely ENRAPTURED by her little reactions to everything. had it not been for the NUDGE against his shoulder, scorp might never have looked away, might never have caught SABRINA SELWYN’S battering eyelashes.

          ‘ OUR DRAGONS DON’T FIGHT ONE ANOTHER. ’ scorp might have imagined the hint of a CHALLENGING tone in sabrina’s voice as she looked at scarlet. he might have LAUGHED at it, too, if VIPER hadn’t distracted him with its happy shrieking as he fluttered around amidst the other dragons. ‘ -yeah, evans. we’re a TEAM, my dragon knows better than that. ’ he laughed then, stopping short as they reached a small COVE, littered with unhatched dragon eggs. even HIS breath hitched in his throat at the sight, nevermind scarlet beside him. cerulean marvelled in the sight before him, a brow raised in astoundment. ‘ we’re not the only ones you’re RECRUITING for this order, are we? ’

          OF COURSE, THEY WOULD NEED REPLACING. he shifted on his feet, turning back to teddy and josh. ‘ -in case any of us FALL in the war, right? this dragon lady sure knows how to pamper us up for bad news, doesn’t she? ’ scorp’s chuckle was sardonic as he furrowed his brows together, folding his arms back against his chest, and ignored the magic that surrounded him. ‘ does she have a NAME or am i going to have to keep calling her dragon lady? ’ he fixed the leather jacket that hugged his torso. ‘ -not that i don’t love a good MYSTERY to solve, but if we’re expected to fight to our dying breaths, i’d like to know who i’m GOING for. ’ this was real. there was a war, and there were dragons.

                                                ‘ not that, you know, i’ll be DYING anytime soon. ’ he NUDGES scarlet.                                                             ‘ -i can get by on TALENT and GOOD LOOKS, ain’t that right, evans? ’

[ofpxtestatem]

SCARXETREBEL​:

┋ ☼ ┋     SCARLET EVANS     ┋ ☼ ┋​

          SCORPIUS’ DRAGON WAS SUCH A FUCKING GIRL. it was just his sheer, plain DUMB luck that he’d been stuck with a dragon that liked talking about his FEELINGS                  fuck knows it only quietened down when scorp had told and retold countless family stories into the night just to keep it from spewing POISON. he might have cursed it or cast it aside, had he never caught sight of those big GOLDEN eyes, so warm and calming. scorp would never know if he’d simply drifted into sleep with his palm pressed to the back of his head and VIPER curled atop his stomach, or if he’d been poisoned into unconsciousness. regardless, he’d slept well.

          NIGHTMARES STILL FLARED, BUT SLEEP WAS A BLESSING. his mother had taught him how to carefully tame the MONSTERS that lurked in his mind when his eyes closed                  even his father had helped heal the part of him that had been left ROTTEN with the bitter taste of the unforgiveable curse; he’d uttered words scorp never would have thought he’d hear his father say. things he would never repeat aloud. a soft growl woke him, eyes blinking past the warm sunlight that draped past the curtains. ‘ what is it? ’ he half grunted as he uttered the words, running a palm over his sleep-kissed face as the bedsheets tangled at his waist.

          ELLADORA WAS THE FIRST FACE HE SAW WHEN HE GOT THERE. running his fingers wildly through his hair, scorp watched as the redhead and glasses wandered down the stairs with their respective dragons atop their shoulders, much like how viper sat now. ‘ still haven’t tamed the dragon yet? looks like he matches his owner just fine. ’ he chuckled as he said it, crossing his arms across his chest with an uplifted brow. ‘ unlike FIREBALL over there, viper is pretty well behaved. ’ mostly. ‘ -judging by your singed hair, i’d say you had a BLAST with crimson. ’ he ran a finger down the length of a burnt strand of red hair, lips curving into a smirk as cerulean met emerald.

          HE’S PAINFULLY AWARE OF LEWIS AND ELLA’S PRESENCE                     even his dragon seemed to GROWL as if it could sense the fire brewing beneath his skin, or the thoughts that manifested in his head as he watched the way emerald FLICKERED under the light. scorp ran his tongue across his bottom lip, knuckle grazing against the side of her cheek as fingers lingered against the vibrant red of her singed hair. maybe he wouldn’t have moved if a familiar voice hadn’t forced him to turn, suddenly ALERT. ‘ thank you all for gathering here. i see some have made progress with their dragons. ’ the dragon lady left a felling that rubbed him the wrong way.

                                                ' some more than others. ain’t that right, EVANS? ’ he smirked.                                                             VIPER growled in agreement. ‘ are we here for a GOLD STAR? ’

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