“Headmistress, this ruffian was trying to smuggle in this bottle!”
“You may let him go, Mr Potter.”
James Sirius conceded reluctantly, releasing his grip on the younger boy’s white-blond hair.
“Mr Malfoy, have you got anything to say for yourself?” McGonagall asked briskly.
“Grandfather’s going to kill me…”
“You should have
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Anyway, I wonder who Scorpius intended to share his champagne with in the first place.
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I'm not worried, he would have found someone to share it with - if only to be able to call in a favor from that person later.
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