Scorpius had actually scouted the various seating areas of the Quidditch pitch quite frequently. He looked for ways he could plan pranks or just cause massive confusion. Hell, maybe he could trick one of his Beaters to smash a Bludger into the Gryffindor stands in the middle of a game. Scorpius, of course, would deflect any professor's questioning, explaining that he thought there had been a sneaky move by a Chaser, and Scorpius had merely seen wrong. It would be played off as an honest mistake, and there would be no problems at all. He liked when things worked out in his favor. It was an oddity that this idea was only hitting him now. Yet, the one he had right now was much better. If Scorpius could get enough, he had the idea of a giant dungbomb fiasco moments before Gryffindor's first game. Just set them all under the seats, and hope they don't go off too early. If it worked the way he hoped, it'd be almost too hilarious to miss.

At the moment, he was laying down on one of the benches, staring up at the sky. He was sure he heard footsteps in the distance, but students wandered about here all the time. Except, it was a shriek that caught his attention. Scorpius turned his head to look at some girl, who had appeared to turn a bright red. Oh boy, she would be fun to toy with. He watched her poor attempt at traversing the stairs. She seemed like tripping over the stairs probably would have looked better than this. Ah well, this could be fun. It was a surprise she hadn't seen him, then again, Scorpius seemed to have developed quite a knack for hiding in the open. Or this girl was just blind.

He watched slowly as the girl moved to a corner and pulled out a book. Any normal student would have just let her by. Not Scorpius Malfoy. No, there was something about this girl that needed to be annoyed. Probably that fact that she seemed foolish for screaming for no reason. Oh well, it really didn't take much to give him a reason. So, he slowly rose from his comfortable position on the bunch and took the small little walk over to stand in front of this girl. She seemed to be a little focused on the book. How nice. Scorpius stared at her for a moment, considering the best way to announce his presence. There was really only one. His hand reached down to grasp the top of the book. Pulling it out, he turned his back to her and started flipping through the pages on his own. "What the hell is this crap?" Every word was followed by the flipping of a page or two.

Scorpius smirked at the obvious insult thrown his way. She was obviously not a Slytherin, considering the manner she spoke in. In fact, he was almost sure she had to be a Gryffindor. She wouldn't talk to him in any other tone if she wasn't. This girl was probably allies with the Potters. Probably those blood-traitor Weasleys as well. That wouldn't be too much of a shock. It seemed, to him, that this school was sort of divided down this line. You were either with the Potters, or with Scorpius. That was how he saw things, and it actually seemed like an interesting thought. Lines drawn between the two, well, that always provided for entertainment. Speaking of the Potters, Scorpius hadn't actually run into one in quite a long time. Good, he liked it that way.

At the sound of the summoning spell, he had half-expected the book to slam into his chest trying to get back to its owner. Obviously this girl had aimed for the wrong book. What a surprise. He still kept his back to her, however, as he was hiding his own small bits of laughter. Yet, she seemed determined. Scorpius tilted his head up, cocking an eyebrow, when this girl moved to stand in front of him. He closed the book with a clap and held it in one hand. Oh boy would this be a good one. She was apparently a prefect, and was taking points from Scorpius, and Slytherin, as well. Well, that only made this so much more entertaining. "Me? Antagonizin' a prefect?" His voice almost mocked the girl's. "Malfoys don't antagonize prefects."

This girl must not have realized who she was talking to. So he had to clear it up for her by stating his last name. Not too much of a problem, although, the sight of her approaching him for her book was entertaining. With his free hand, he pointed to the ground near his feet. "Right here?" His pointing finger moved to another spot, a little farther down the stands. "How about over there." He lightly tossed the book towards the second spot. A frown appeared as Scorpius watched the book almost perfectly float down and land on a bench near the bottom. No ripped pages or anything. That was a shame. Ah, well, if this girl was afraid of heights, it'd be entertaining to watch her try and climb down the steps.

Scorpius turned his attention to look back at this prefect. He hadn't actually realized there was a wand on him. He smirked, a slightly mischievous look on his face. His right hand ripped his wand from its spot in his pocket, and he held it aloft towards her. "Want to play" He had absolutely no problem with blasting this girl off her fight, or out of the stands for that matter. She was obviously just trying to bother him, like all non-Slytherin prefects. It was interesting, however, to actually figure out who this girl actually was. She seemed relatively familiar to him. Well, her attitude seemed familiar. Kind of like something his dad used to talk about. What was the name. It currently escaped his thoughts, and that was going to bother him.