Albus snatched the still damp parchment out of Scorpius’ hands and cast a warming charm to dry the letters. "Now, consider this an act of true friendship. I am going over to Malfoy Manor, where I will read this letter out in front of Rosie, her mum and your family. This," he brandished the now folded missive aggressively. "Is the one thing likely to save your worthless skin from absolutely everyone else."