<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any.<br/><strong>Link:</strong> Parsletongue soundbite, give it a listen! <br/></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Malfoy finally reached the University after a few hours of high speed flying through muggle skies. It wasn't a common way to travel for anyone returning to a University, especially since one is expected to come with tons of baggage and suitcases to be able to maintain a life in dorms. Not Scorpius, though. He had people for that. The name that he carried brought infamy and status, especially after the events that had his father, Draco, and the Potters become the most famous wizards of their time. With infamy and pure-blood nobility come quite a few perks that Scorpius used to the very last. He was not the wasteful type, and if people decided that they would throw themselves at his feet just for a chance to share in the power his name held, he would not deny them. The benefits were plenty to reap, one of many being that Dragonclaw had granted him his own personal room, located among the most elegant and sought after residences on all of campus. Mainly prefects and people of wealth managed to procure such a place to stay, but that is not to say that the regular dorms were any less amazing. The school itself was one of the most advanced and comfortable places to study magic, and a perfect place for Scorpius to pursue his goals. <br/><br/>His thoughts came to an end when the castle's towers finally came into view, and with a grin he bent forward on his Nimbus and propelled himself forward with a gust of wind shooting out of the back of his broom. He sped as fast as he could towards the Castle ground, slowing down when he finally reached the desire destination. He smiled widely as he flew over students flooding through the gates, coming in by ships at sea, or flying in along with him. A new school year had started and a flock of new students was sure to come. Oh how he would love to inspect the girls on his dorm's floor once the new arrivals setteled in. A teasing grin retook his face, and finally he reached his own dorm and jumped off of his broom right infront of his door. <br/><br/>Scorpius took in a long, deep breath, letting the air fill his lungs for a few moments before brushing his hair from his eyes. He looked at his door, which was carved with sylmbols of snakes, branching from a large tree. He looked around to see if anyone was within sight or voice, and just then he cleared his throat. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">"Na'la-Sa'eh'Ksa"</span>(http://www.theparselmouth.com/mp3/l8r1orpva0bvuacl07eiheju91_4.MP3)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Parsletongue. <br/><br/>Just then, the door's locked cranked and the door opened for him. Not many knew of this...talent, Scorpius had. Though, something told him people would not be surprised. His family was infamous for being affiliated with the darker side of the wizarding world after all, and if people knew they would simply judge him before learning anything about him. <br/>He shook the thoughts off and stepped inside his room, closing the door behind him. The colors of the walls were a regal, dark green with black furniture, and his suitcases and brooms were already delivered. He put away the broom he flew in on in a closet designed to hold them, and once settled in he stepped back outside and slipped his hands inside his pockets.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">His eyes darted from side to side, wondering who might have the pleasure of running into him this year. </span><br/>