Scorpius/Kirley
Scorpius didn't think his special talents would be needed, but he still had things that he could do. They weren't as important, but he felt that between the spa (and he still needed to work out some of the kinks in the spell in the hot tub, but if he could manage, he'd have it done by end of the week) and the clothing line, he'd be fine.
There was another person who didn't seem to care much about the new revelations. "Hey Kirley, how are you?" he said, as he moved closer. "It's like they get off on the plotting and scheming, isn't it?" He probably shouldn't sound so negative, scheming was a Slytherin trait after all, but this was just tiring and he really didn't care what had happened. He was more interested in making sure that nothing bad happened now.
"How's your music? Are you and Myron writing?" He couldn't wait to hear new music, even if there was ten years of foreign music that he had never heard.