Scorpius was sick and tired of his father giving him the run around. It was starting to become painfully obvious that Draco wasn't the least bit interested in the plans for his club, but Scorpius wasn't at a complete loss. While having his father's backing would have made the process a whole lot easier, he didn't necessarily need it.
Having just left the bank, Scorpius walked through Diagon Alley, headed towards Knockturn. He needed to check out a couple of places, hopefully a future site for the club.
If he'd been in any more of a hurry, he wouldn't have seen her. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a familiar redhead. A small smile played across his lips as the businessman side of him told him to just keep walking. Unfortunately for the businessman side, Scorpius could never just keep walking when it came to Lily Potter.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't little Miss Potter." He said as he walked up behind her, his voice taking on the perfect Malfoy drawl. "No hoards of adoring fans following you around? Pity."