

Rock On :: Chapter EightChapter EightRock On :: Chapter Eight
Scorpius was not a fan of Defence Against the Dark Arts. It was not his best subject. Hexes baffled him, if he were to come across a grindylow in real life his first reaction would be to blindly kick at it and hope for the best, and as far as winning a duel went he was more likely to swallow a brass kettle and crap it out as a Faberge egg.
No, Scorpius really wasnt a fan of the subject. He was even less of a fan of the teacher.
Professor Maelstrom was a teacher unlike any other at Hogwarts. He wore leather pants and a gold earring and was built in a way that made Scorpius think of a


Rock On :: Chapter SixChapter Six A/N: the version of Snap in this chapter is the way I play it. I don't know whether anyone else play it this way or not.Rock On :: Chapter Six
The corridors of the Slytherin dungeons were not known for being the safest of areas for students to wander. They consisted of dimly-lit labyrinthine passageways and it wasnt unheard of for first years to get lost in the first few months of their stay.
They learned the hard way never to ask their older classmates for directions.
Lily found it was the perfect place to set up pranks; the poor visibility made an excellent cover for tripwires and suspended buckets


Rock On :: Chapter FiveChapter FiveRock On :: Chapter Five
Why is it that no one seems to appreciate that I prefer to spend my weekends in bed? Albus asked the world at large. I mean, its not as if Im subtle about it. I frequently lie in on class days, only barely dragging myself down to the Great Hall in time for first lesson, and yet, people dont seem to take that pretty hefty amount of evidence into account when waking me up on the weekend.
Albus didnt expect to get an answer. He was with Rose and they were in the library, surrounded by books, so he knew he could say pretty much anything he liked and it would b


Rock On :: Chapter FourChapter FourRock On :: Chapter Four
Hugo was a watcher of people, an observer. It was what he did and he was good at it.
People assumed him harmless because of his permanent vacant smile and friendly disposition.
Despite being over six feet tall with manic hair, Hugo found he could merge into the background quite easily, go unnoticed. He didnt know quite where he had picked this skill up from, Merlin knew neither of his parents was easy to miss; being an opinionated ball of frizzy hair and a towering pillar of freckles made the Weasley-Grangers quite a noticeable couple.
So how Hugo managed to combine the
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Everybody says I shoot up,
the last time I told them "what up."
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