Starving Artists by peppersweet
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Art school? It’s hardly the thing to get angry over. But, if you think that, you obviously haven’t met my dad.
A Dark Room
It was the almost comical enormous glasses that gave him away – I wouldn’t have recognised this Scorpius Malfoy if I’d passed him in the street.
Hedonism is our Middle Name
‘If you do feel educated and academically motivated in anyway, please let us know so that we can knock it out of you post haste.’
Al and his Many Elbows
When I’d started Hogwarts, it had taken a week for me to even talk to anyone or do anything apart from stare at my shoes. By the end of my first week at art school, I was already bickering with Obscure Henry and reading Scorpius’ poetry. Which was awful, mind.
A Sparkly Lettuce
Like Scorpius, they also seemed to have mastered the skin-tight jeans and underfed look, although none of them had quite the impressive fringe that he did.
The Benefits of a Flashback
The weather got steadily worse, as weather in Britain is wont to do.
The Shape of the Pear
‘I splinched my fringe,’ he said miserably. ‘I always do that. I don’t even know how I got my licence…’
Rose has a Human Side
Christmas day is, in the Weasley clan, a day for the family.
Thus Spoke Scorpius
‘It’s alright, I’ll be fine living with these two. They could do with someone who knows how to make a proper cup of tea.’
Operation Hippogriff is Go!
I don’t know how talented you really have to be to bring cat vomit to life through the medium of embroidery, but Scorpius obviously had that talent.
Obscurity is Overrated
It was the best impersonation of a kicked puppy left out in the rain I’d seen him do in all the time I’d known him. And, I tell you, it broke my heart a little bit. Just a tad.
Plan, Plot, Scheme
Waiting and seeing seemed to be on the agenda that month.
The Pear-Shaped Iceberg
I couldn’t have been more of a fool if I’d invented a chocolate teapot, announced I was going to sail the Atlantic ocean in a wicker basket and tripped over my own feet in one fell swoop.
Minimalist Art Party
This was my moment. I needed slow-mo.
Destination: Gretna Green
My life was definitely going the shape of the orchard.
In Case of Emergency, Break Things
Karma was coming around to bite me in the backside in a big way.
Everything is Lovely
The joke in the family often went that Rose had inherited the worst parts of her parents.
'This isn’t the way you treat your best friend.’
Nobody likes a killjoy, and she was the biggest killer of joys I’d ever known.
Sunny with a Chance of Showers
He could be the anomaly in my mental filing system. I mean, how romantic does that sound? Ooh, Scorpius, you’re the anomaly in my mental filing system.
Emotional Wronski Feint
It was a bit of a fly in the ointment. More like an Acromantula in the ointment.
Metaphor Wrapping Paper
‘Actually, yeah. I think I threw the door wide open. Kicked it open with steel-capped boots. Maybe I just took the door off its hinges, chopped it up and used it for firewood. Maybe the door never existed.’
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