Desire and Jealousy
Pairing: AS/S, Albus Severus/Scorpius, (James Sirius/Scorpius, Scorpius/OC)
Rating: R maybe M later
Summary: Because of prejudices in the Wizarding world, the Malfoys left for the Muggle World. They took Dorian Nott with them while Theodore Nott stayed to make sure things calmed down. The Malfoys are successful in Muggle business and Dorian Nott and Scorpius study in a prestigious Muggle school for 3-4 years and were taught magic by professors at home. They are very talented boys and very popular in the Muggle World. Then, their parents announce to them they would attend Hogwarts for their fourth year (fifth for Dorian) until they graduated. So the Malfoys are back in the Wizarding World? How will people react? Will Scorpius and Dorian be welcomed in Hogwarts?
Warning(s): nothing for now...
Disclaimer: belong to JK Rowling
Beta: Emogothclone, Sparkle Itamashii
Notes: I have already posted this story in French (Désir et Jalousie). Desire and Jealousy is my first fanfiction in English, since I am French native speaker. Quite a challenge I must say.
I would like to thank Iris Emogothclone and Sparkle Itamashii who beta my translations and give me advice about the story.
This story is a romance between Albus and Scorpius. I love this couple, not because I'm a yaoi addict but these characters are particularly interesting to write about.
But it is not only a romance, the story will become darker (rape mentioned, suicide, aggression), you're warned.
Hope you'll enjoy.
Rumors:
After a 6-year absence, the Malfoys are back in the Wizarding world. Dorian Nott (15 years old) and Scorpius Malfoy (14 years old) will attend Hogwarts for their fourth and fifth year until graduation.
Dorian Nott, Theodore Nott' son, is Scorpius' best friend and has spent most of his time in Malfoy Manor since he is nine years old. He is close to Scorpius and the Malfoys consider him as a member of the family. That is why they took him with them when they left for the Muggle World. But why did they leave in the first place?
Scorpius Malfoy is the heir of the Malfoy family. The fourteen years old boy is known to be amazingly beautiful.
Albus Severus Potter, the fourteen year old son of Harry Potter, is a handsome boy attending his fourth year in Hogwarts. He is the Captain of the Slytherin Team.
James Sirius Potter, the older Potter' son, will attend his fifth year in Hogwarts. This tall and handsome boy in the Prince of Gryffindor and captains the team for his House.
Chapter 1: Potters' Pride
It should have been a nice dinner, in a new expensive French restaurant. It was Harry Potter's idea to spend the Saturday night out with his family, Potter and Weasley altogether, to celebrate a last evening before the kids returned Hogwarts on Monday. He had booked the round middle table. All the family seemed to enjoy their evening, each of them busy with animated conversations.
Albus Severus Potter was chatting with James, his older brother, about Quidditch. Professional Quidditch was maybe the only topic the brothers did not argue about since they supported the same team, the « Howling Vultures », so the discussion was civil and calm.
"They are going to beat the « God Thorns » this year," James said, while serving himself butterbeer.
- "That's what we thought last year, and we were wrong," Albus retorted who stole the bottle of butterbeer from his brother's hands fearing he would drink the bottle all by himself. He served himself a good drink.
- "No, this year, they're going to win, I feel it. You'll see, Al," James said, smiling broadly. "And this year the Gryffindors will beat the shit out of the Slytherin Team and send them to rot in their Dungeons.
- "I do hope you're kidding. I will be the Captain of Slytherin this year and I will build the team. And you can be sure I will train them so they'll be able to ward off all your tactics. I know them by heart after all."
James scrutinized his brother with his dark brown eyes. He was not amused anymore, he loved winning too much.
"Nobody told you about the concept of ethics and discretion between brothers?" James asked coldly.
- "Hey James, you captain the team so it is your job to make your team innovate and find new ploys if you do not want to be outclassed. And you should do it or else you'll be humiliated in front of all Hogwarts… and the Wizarding World. I'm sure Journalists will love to cover the game when the Potter Brothers from opposed Houses fight for Victory," Albus said.
- "Journalists are always covering our lives Al," James said, making a sign toward the windows of the restaurants.
Albus turned and grew pale. He saw journalists and photographers crowd together behind the windows. He could nearly hear the noisy and annoying flash guns.
- "I can't bear them anymore," Albus said, getting angry, "they drive me crazy. They always spy on us and follow us everywhere and why? To hit the headlines with stupid gossip on us, in the gutter press – new headline! Harry Potter and his family have dinner in a Restaurant. James Potter likes to order soup as a starter - Merlin, what a scoop!
-" Calm down Albus," James said, tapping his brother on the shoulder to smooth him, "that's the price to pay for being Harry Potter's sons. It's not that bad, when you have twigged what they want and how to use them, the fame gives some opportunities and it's rather fun."
- "It's easy for you; you like to be in the news. What would you be left of you if the Media weren't there to make you feel full of yourself," Albus said, laughing.
-"Hey!" James said, striking a light punch on the shoulder of the young black-haired boy.
- "Ouch! Seriously I'm not kidding. You get over it better than I do. I cannot stand them, I would like them to forget about us. You know that three others magazines have contacted me to make an interview?"
- "What will you talk about?" James asked, eating a toast.
- "I don't know. They want my opinion about Life in Hogwarts, about the other students and youth of today in general. I am perfect, you should know that. In any case they want me to be perfect," Albus said, bitterly, "because I look like Dad."
- "You're still thinking about that picture, aren't you? It's been a year Al. Some journalists took a picture of you smoking a muggle cigarette. So what? It could have been worse," James said.
- "Yeah it was nothing. But because I am who I am, some people claimed I was a very bad example for children and that I should make a public apology. But mostly they accused my friends of perverting the Son of the Savior. Such a scandal for a mere muggle cigarette…"
- "I know, it sucks, but you should cope with them. You have name and notoriety, use it."
- "Yeah sure… and how do I do that? Should I have a different girl grapping my arm every Saturday night like you?" Albus said while drinking Butterbeer.
- "It helps to smooth the rumors who say I sleep with boys too," said James, shrugging his shoulders.
- "Found rumors…," Albus mumbled.
- "Nobody cares about the truth except you," James exasperated, "give them what they want." He pointed at the journalists. "Or at least try to fake. It will give you enough freedom to do what you want, without letting yourself get caught of course."
Albus added nothing after that. Freedom did not exist for him. He had to avoid scandal for his dad's sake and he knew all of his moves were watched.
He lifted his hand and called the waiter.
-"May I help you, Sir?"
- "Yes, I know it is not conventional but could you please close the curtains? We would like to have more intimacy while having dinner," Albus said, pointing at the windows.
The waiter smiled and acquiesced before calling other waiters to help him close the heavy red curtains.
Albus could breathe easier. He was about to resume his conversation with James when noise came from the great Hall and drew their attention.
The front door of the prestigious restaurant opened and loud laughs could be heard from the hall of the restaurant. Most people turned to see who was entering the place so rudely and loudly. Dorian Nott entered the restaurant, a broad smile on his thick lips, possessively holding Scorpius Malfoy by the hand. Dorian seemed to not care about his appearance, looking at ease with his grey suit, his tie loosened, and black shirt. His black hair was messy and dark locks, longer in the front, hid a little of his brown shining eyes. It was likely he had been drinking. And yet he was enchanting, from the toe of his shoes to the thin scar disfiguring his left eye. Sublime in his girlish shorts and boots, Scorpius Malfoy seemed almost fragile with his tight white-silver shirt whose last buttons were opened, revealing a slim belly and a navel piercing with small silver scorpion on it.
When they entered the room, Dorian's smile slowly disappeared as he met the eyes of familiar people and furious unknown glares. Looking defeating at the Potter-Weasley family, he encircled Scorpius' waist with his left arm and called for the host of the restaurant to come.
"A table for two please, far from them if it's possible."
Scorpius had put his head against Dorian's chest, waiting for him to take care of the reservation, when his grey eyes met beautiful green ones and he stopped breathing. He quickly looked away and focused on the discussion between Dorian and the waiter.
Albus was confused. He had never been this close to Scorpius Malfoy. The Malfoys had just come back this summer and Albus had very occasionally seen Scorpius, in Diagon Alley most of the time to purchase the furniture for school. But Dorian was always with him, acting as would a bodyguard, with the result Albus could not have the opportunity to talk to him. Yet, since he had been ten years old, Albus Severus had been interested in Scorpius' life and admired him, for the way he enjoyed his freedom and allowed himself foolish and daring behaviors. Scorpius was said to be eccentric and excessive, as in the Muggle World (where he had lived for six years) as in Wizarding World. When Albus thought about Scorpius, he wanted to be like him, young, irresponsible and alive.
He wanted to know him, or at least talk to him, before they left for Hogwarts.
Albus was observing Nott and Malfoy discussing with the waiter, then Scorpius pointed at a private table, against the wall, far from the center. The waiter led them the chosen table and Albus used the occasion to study them, memorizing the feminine looks and graceful walk of Scorpius which had afforded him some contracts with muggle designers. But he seemed uneasy while crossing the room, surrounded by the eyes of the wizards; looking intensely at him. His observation was interrupted by Rose exclaiming:
"How could he be so rude toward us, in a crowded restaurant. He was disdainful whereas he does not even know us!"
-"Dorian Nott is known to be hot-tempered", Teddy explained. "Except when he is with Scorpius. This kid is like a drug to calm Nott down. Fortunately, they're always together or else Dorian could become violent."
- "When you know what he went through, you cannot be surprised," Harry said, darkly.
- "Anyway, Minerva will have some tough work at Hogwarts with this one," Ron added.
Albus wanted know what his father meant but Harry said no more about it. He noticed James had not stopped glaring at Malfoy and Nott. Why was he so furious? Albus tried to ask him
but the waiters arrived with the plates and James used the occasion to start a discussion with Rose about Hogwarts and tried to give her wheezes for her fourth year she would never use.
He'll ask later…
The restaurant was quiet again after the noisy coming of Dorian and Scorpius was forgotten. Murmurs crossed the crowded room.
Still eating at the immense central table, the Potter-Weasley family was at the main course. The table was big enough for a King and his family and could allow the entire Potter family to eat together, which was quite impressive. Albus wondered if this immense round table was a grand originality of the restaurant or if the room had been re-organized for the Great Potter. He could not tell. On the other hand what he was sure was that the number of waiters who were assigned to serve them was ridiculous. He did count them: two for the orders of meals, two to serve bottles and drinks, four to serve the meals, and two who were turning around the table just in case a Potter or a Weasley asked…. What? Bread? Where is the bathroom?
Lost in his thoughts, Albus kept prickling his grilled gamba in his plate. An amused James elbowed in the ribs.
"It's dead you know, I don't think torturing it more with your fork will ever change that fact," James said while showing Albus' plate with his knife, smiling.
-"Excuse me?" Albus asked, leaving his thoughts. "What are you talking about?"
- "Your big prawn."
-"Gambas."
- "Okay, as you want – it is a big prawn but whatever – Why have you been mangling it for ten minutes?"
- "I'm not hungry anymore."
- "When you know the prices in the restaurant you could at least finish your plate…"
- "You want my meal, idiot?"
- "No thank, I don't like mushy pawns"
What a jerk, he does it on purpose!
-"Okay stop, you're annoying me. Give me a break."
- "What's going on with you?"
- "Nothing, I'm just thinking about something."
James leant toward his brother and whispered, smiling:
"Is this « something » blond, with slim and long legs?"
Albus silently stared at his brother then he turned to look at the small table against the left wall where Dorian and Scorpius were dining. They were pretty busy emptying a very expensive bottle of wine, while waiting for their starters. Dorian was filling Scorpius' glass once more, and the young blond boy was laughing softly, trying to prevent him from pouring too much. But Dorian did not listen and he smiled at him. He leaned over the table, closer to the younger boy and he said something to Scorpius, looking intensively at him. Albus could not know what he said but he saw Scorpius blushed.
"No, I wasn't thinking about them," Albus lied, but still looking at them.
"They are pretty close, aren't them? » James said, unconcerned, while quickly taking the gambas from his brother's plate to his own, one by one with his fork as Albus was still turned. "-Clearly…", Albus answered, absently, still staring at the « couple ».
- "It would be fun to welcome them in Hogwarts. Fun and… interesting. Slytherin, isn't it? Just like their family. I don't know how McGonagall could accept them in fourth and fifth year. I think it's never happened – Your pawns are amazing!"
-"Hey! » Albus exclaimed when he saw James had stolen ¾ of his food. "I thought it was mushy pawns!"
- "It doesn't change the taste; James answered with a full mouth. I thought you were not hungry. Take my French fries, I have too many."
- "Thanks idiot…"
- "You know," James said slowly, "Nott is said to be good at Quidditch."
Albus looked at his brother, took a French fries from his plate and asked
- "What do you mean by « good »?"
- "Skilled… Skilled enough to become the new Captain of Slytherin," James added with a smirk.
- "Like I'll let that happen," Albus said.
- "You can't prevent him from playing if he passes the tryout.
- "Of course not, but maybe he will not try to play for the team, so why talk about that?"
- "That's true. But you know," James added slowly, "if he plays in your team this year, we will do everything to make you lose."
- "We are pretty used to that James."
- "Yeah well, it could be much much worse."
James looked at the other members of his family to verify nobody was listening to their conversation. Uncle Ron and his father were discussing the last case they were working on as Aurors. Aunt Hermione was talking with his mother and Grandmother Molly about her new reform to free the House Elves. Lily, Hugo was listening to Uncle George who related his adventures in Hogwarts while Rose was trying to dissuade them to do the same. Teddy was discussing with his Grandfather Arthur about his new job as teacher of Charms at Hogwarts.
" Listen," James said, seriously, "Nott loathes our family. It's bad enough that you are a slytherin, but if you let the guy who is disgusted to eat in the same restaurant than us, and shows his hatred in a crowded place, play in your team… We will destroy you. You are my brother but the Potters' pride is my priority."
Albus burst into laughter. But he was not really amused. It was absurd. James was too serious and he had never heard his brother make threats to anyone, it was very unlike him.
- "Potters' Pride? What does it have to do with Nott or me? Do you mean that being a slytherin is a shame? My house is not a problem for Dad. Nor Aunt Hermione. But you and the others have a thick head full of all the prejudices Uncle Ron had put in your brain.
- "I did not wait for Uncle Ron to make my own opinion. I have been in Hogwarts for five years and I know the Slytherins enough. I don't pretend they're all dirty rats but they're more than in other houses. And with Nott and Malfoy in your House, it will be even truer."
- "Stop insulting me and my house. As for Nott and Malfoy, you don't ever know them!"
- "They don't know us either and what was Nott's reaction when he saw us? Their brains have been poisoned by their family, by the Malfoys. Nott spends a lot of time with them, doesn't he?"
- "Malfoy's not like that. »
James looked away from his brother and whispered:
"He's the same, if not worse."
Albus was stunned by the reaction of his brother and he added nothing. For him, James was an appreciated and sociable person. He had thought his brother was open-minded and did not care about the old grudge about the war, even if he liked buggering him about his house. Now Albus did not recognize his brother, this hateful person.
"Stay away from them Al," James said, while looking at his plate. "In Hogwarts, some people are not very thrilled about their admission. You should try to remain neutral if things get bad."
- "And you belong to this group James?" Albus asked slowly, even if he was scared to know the answer.
James smiled but did not answer. He looked at his watch and stood up.
- "You're leaving James?" Harry Potter asked, watching his older son call the waiter to ask for his jacket.
- "Yeah I told Dad, I have a party for the opening of a new Club. I go with Kristine."
- "Your girlfriend's name is Kathleen James!"Albus said.
- "Yeah maybe, whatever," his brother answered while leaving.
- "That's not very nice, cousin!" Rose said, reproachful.
James turned around and blew her a kiss before leaving the great room.
- "Ah this boy," Harry sighed.
- "When someone changes girlfriends every week, it is quite difficult to remember their name," Ron said, laughing.
- "I don't let him bring them at home. The next one who will come in my house will be a girl he wants to be serious with," Ginny said.
- "I'm sorry to tell you that, but it's hopeless, darling," Harry said.
- "He's still young, give him time. He should not have a serious relationship at fifteen," Hermione said.
- "Could you remind me how old you were when you dated Krum?" Ginny asked.
-"Hey!"
- "Calm Ron down. Between Krum and me, it was not a serious relationship, merely a shared kiss."
- "I think Hugo and I heard enough Mum!" Rose exclaimed.
The adults burst into laughter.
- "Our teenagers refused to believe their parents were young before them," Hermione said, while watching her daughter affectionately
James' leaving forgotten, the conversations started again.
Albus was discussing with Rose, trying to forget what James had said to him, which was quite difficult because he could feel that the warning of his brother was not hollow.
Rose was talking about the Potion class they would have in fourth year and professor Slughorn who would teach them.
« It would be nice if you and I have Potion class together. But Slytherins and Ravenclaws rarely share this class," Rose said.
-"Who knows? This year, I may have all my classes with you, so I'll be able to copy your homework."
Rose gave him a dark look.
- "Or maybe I will only ask you to share your infinite knowledge and help me a little," corrected Albus, smiling.
Rose laughed:
- "I will let you copy a little, you know that."
- "Thank Merlin you're not exactly like your mother."
- "Leave my mother alone Al," Rose said, poking his arm nicely.
Albus liked his cousin, his smart and understanding cousin. However Albus did know that Rose would have preferred him to be in Gryffindor. He did not think she despised Slytherin, but maybe she was afraid he would not have found his place in this House. He had never asked her. But she was with the other members of his family who had asked McGonagall to re-sort him. When Albus had claimed he wanted to stay in the House of Slytherin, Rose had not tried to make him change his mind and the topic was closed between them even if Albus was still the target of light reproaches from Uncle Ron, Uncle George, James and even his mother sometimes. The harder moments were during the Games, when James and Albus were playing for opposed teams and the Potters and Weasleys had to choose who they would support, and where they would sit in the stand. Ginny had decided they would sit in the stand of Gryffindor, out of habit, because they were all Gryffindor before… out of habit she said…
Albus was not angry, but maybe a little hurt. But he felt alone, painfully alone, at school, and at home, even when he was surrounded by his family; he felt he was an outsider, always different from them. That's why when he had heard the Malfoys were coming back and the kids would attend Hogwarts, something changed. Maybe with Scorpius he would be… less lonely. And he did not know why he had felt this way but this sensation never left him since then.
Rose was still talking about Hogwarts, and Hugo and Lily joined the conversation, trying to get some information about Albus and Rose's second year. Albus was listening to his cousin talking to the younger kids, but he could not prevent himself from having quick looks at Scorpius and Nott. They were at the main course, but neither of them was touching their plate. They had opened a new bottle of wine. Dorian was talking and Scorpius listened to him. But the topic of their discussion must have been unpleasant because Nott's face was solemn while he was talking and Scorpius was leaning back on his chair, far from the table, his arms and legs crossed. He was not looking at Dorian. They were not arguing, but they disagreed.
Scorpius stood up suddenly, took his small bag and left the table to head toward the bathroom.
Dorian called the waiter to have the menu to choose a dessert.
Albus stood up.
Dorian is not with Scorpius… Scorpius is alone… Now!
Rose looked at him, surprised:,
- "Where are you going?"
- "To the bathroom," Albus breathed.
- "Wait, you have to look at the menu to choose a dessert."
- "Order for me," Albus said, looking over his shoulder and heading quickly towards the bathroom.
Too quickly stupid! Control yourself!
He gave a quick look at Dorian but the young man was too busy reading the menu to notice him.
Albus arrived in front of the door and stopped. He ran his fingers in his messy hair to comb them a little. Then he exhaled sharply and opened the door.
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