"Not that I would mind joining, but this is a formal party. It is bad form to get dress robes dirty from that sort of filth," Scorpius replied with a small smirk. "What did he do to get you so bent ouf of shape?" Scorpius hadn't liked him from the start when he was brought back, but he knew that it was from the stories he had heard.
"It's hard to have much fun when you feel like this." His eyes hadn't moved from the fire at all, until James said he was going to die again. "You aren't going to die. Stop saying it. You never know though. We might have fun being all locked up together." Right now he didn't mean it as it sounded and he shook his head.