I didn't trust him. At that time, I still had a childlike hatred for Voldemort and anyone who had anything to do with him. I felt protective of my father, who had risked his life because of them, and of the grandparents I had never known. But everything was forgotten, as soon as I saw Scorpius appear from the fireplace. I had never met a more handsome boy. I was enchanted by that genuine smile and the strength of his character, so evident in everything he did or said. Compared to Albus, who tended to still behave childishly, Scorpius looked older than his age. Throughout the evening, I tried to attract his attention. I was showing off in every possible way, but he wasn't interested. He never cared anything about me."