A carefully cast cushioning charm in his navy and silver rucksack ensure that the eggs would get back home intact. Scorpius ignored the flirtatious smile from the checkout assistant and started for home. Thoughts of Rose’s opinions on breakfast threatened to crash through his carefully constructed mental barriers. He wasn’t an occlumens, but the iron hard discipline of previous generations of Malfoys, Blacks and whoever else made up his family tree held true.