Scorpius headed towards the ice cream parlour, feeling rather sluggish. He'd come in with his father to help out in the shop, which was part work experience, but he was fairly certain it was mostly an attempt to help him improve his Potion's grade. His father had managed to convince Professor Zabini to take him on to NEWT level Potions, though how Scorpius had no idea, so the best effort was being made to actually get him to the same standard as everyone else. He didn't know why it was so important, really. It wasn't like he was ever going to go into Potions after he graduated. He was going to avoid it like the plague.
Letting out a bored yawn, Scorpius arrived at the shop and tried not to be too disappointed about the fact that it seemed relatively full. He was really craving sugar though. And chocolate. And it was kind of warm enough to pass for ice cream weather, which was probably why it was rather crowded. He sucked up his dislike for people and headed towards the counter, ordering a tripple chocolate sundae, before going to find somewhere to sit. He had no intention of returning to the shop so long as he was on break.
Turning to find somewhere to sit, preferably by the window so he wouldn't get bored, Scorpius noticed the only seat that was really free was next to a familiar looking boy. Jacob the Ravenclaw Prefect. He headed over to where Jacob was sat, sitting down in the seat before asking: "Is this seat taken? It's quite busy and I want to sit next to the window."