AN: New story! My first multi-chaptered HP story so I hope it's good :) Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to JK Rowling.
Albus Potter took one last swig off the fire whiskey bottle and then let the bottle drop to the floor, where it hit the carpet and rolled away. Albus, having drank the whole bottle himself, stumbled into the main room of the Potter house to join the other guests at the party.
It was a celebration for James' graduation from Hogwarts, and Albus was determined to have a good time. He didn't resent his older brother; In fact he was very happy that James had been so successful. Getting a job as an Auror straight out of Hogwarts was a great accomplishment.
Still, it had only reminded Albus that he had no clue what he wanted to do after graduating, and he was headed for his seventh year.
Scorpius Malfoy walked up to his best friend and raised an eyebrow. "Been drinking, have we?"
"Maybe a- a little," Albus slurred. He looked up at Scorpius, and noted the disappointed look in his eyes. Then again, Albus was used to that look. Scorpius, being one of the top students at Hogwarts, always scolded Albus when he didn't do his homework, or when he skipped classes because he just didn't feel like going. "Merlin, you sound like my Aunt Hermione," Albus would always tell him.
Scorpius sighed and put a hand on Albus' shoulder. He led him into the kitchen, where they could be alone. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing!" Albus sounded offended. "I just fancied a bit of a drink, is all."
"So you just nicked it from your father, is that it?"
"As a matter of fact, no," Albus stated, "My dad told me I could drink tonight, because it's a special event."
"I'm sure he didn't mean you could drink a whole bottle of fire whiskey," Scorpius countered.
"He didn't specify how much I could or could not drink," Albus said angrily, "So excuse me for taking advantage of the occasion."
"Al," Scorpius sighed, "Why are you getting so angry?"
"Because you're a bloody prat, that's why!" Albus snarled, "Always telling me what to do! 'Al, do your homework.' 'Al, go to class.' 'Al, I don't think that's a very good idea.' I'm bloody sick of it."
Scorpius stared blankly as Albus stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his bedroom. Scorpius quickly followed him, worried about his friend. When he reached Albus' door, he knocked quietly.
"Go away," he heard Albus say.
"I can't." Scorpius said, knocking again.
"Why the Bloody Hell not?"
"I'm a Hufflepuff, remember? Loyal friend even when you're acting like an arse."
Albus' door flew open and Scorpius was greeted by Albus' angry face. "I am not being an arse, Scorpius!"
"Got you to open the door, though," Scorpius smiled slightly, and Albus sighed and walked back into his room, sitting on the bed.
Scorpius walked over and sat next to Albus.
"Al, what's up with you? Seriously, I know something's wrong."
Albus didn't answer.
"Did I do something?" Scorpius guessed.
Albus looked at Scorpius, some of the anger disappearing. "No, it's not you."
"Then what?"
"I'm just….jealous I guess."
"Of what?"
"I don't know! James, I suppose. He's- he's graduated, and he got a j-job. What have I got? One more year to figure out what the hell I want to do with my life."
Scorpius hesitated, then reached over and gently made Albus look at him.
"You'll figure it out," he said, "Not everyone knows what they want to do when they leave Hogwarts. Hell, I don't even know."
"You? But you-'re the top student of our class. Perfect grades in every class."
"So? That doesn't mean I know what I'm going to do when I graduate."
Albus blinked a few times, and then sighed. He brushed his hair back, messing it up just like his father sometimes did.
"Thanks, Scor," he said quietly, looking down at the floor.
"No problem, what are friends for?"
Albus smiled slightly and stood up. He immediately fell back on the bed, too dizzy to steady himself.
He groaned softly and covered his eyes. His anger had allowed him to escape the effects of the fire whiskey, but now he was starting to feel just how drunk he was.
Scorpius watched as Albus covered his mouth and held his stomach. He put his arm around Albus' waist and led him to the bathroom, where Albus promptly emptied his stomach into the toilet. Scorpius sat on the edge of the tub and put a hand on Albus' back.
When Albus was done, Scorpius gave him a drink of water and helped him back to his room. As Scorpius was lowering Albus onto the bed, Albus suddenly grabbed Scorpius' shirt and pulled him down too.
Scorpius landed face down on top of Albus, and hastily stood up, embarrassed.
"What?" Albus laughed, "I thought you fancied blokes?"
Scorpius felt his face turning red. "Well, yeah….but you're my best mate."
Albus smiled up at Scorpius and pulled him onto the bed again, then rolled onto his side and wrapped his arms around Scorpius.
"Al, you're drunk," Scorpius said, trying to push Albus off him. He felt his temperature rising as Albus clutched as his shirt.
"Only a little," Albus laughed.
"Come on," Scorpius said, making Albus release his shirt, "Let go before you do something you'll regret in the morning."
"Like this?" Albus asked, surprising Scorpius with a hard kiss on the lips.
Scorpius' eyes widened as he tried to push Albus away. After a few moments of struggling, Scorpius closed his eyes and kissed Albus back, twice as hard.
Caught up in the moment, Scorpius flipped Albus on top of him and continued kissing him.
When they finally broke the kiss, Albus stared down at Scorpius and smiled.
"Thought you didn't like me because I was your best mate," Albus teased.
"Thought you didn't like blokes," Scorpius challenged.
"Fair enough," Albus laughed and kissed him again.
"Ok, now really," Scorpius said, "Let's not do anything more until tomorrow. When you're sober."
Albus pouted as Scorpius gently pushed him off and then stood up.
"Go to sleep," Scorpius said.
"You'll leave," Albus said, biting his lip.
Scorpius shook his head. "I won't."
Albus smiled and closed his eyes, quickly drifting off to sleep.
Scorpius bit his own lip and walked down stairs, where the last party guests were leaving. He fell onto the couch and pushed his face into the pillow. He was afraid that, in the morning, Albus would regret ever kissing him. 'What if he's mad at me?' he thought. He could handle rejection, even though he'd secretly liked Albus since their 4th year, but he couldn't handle it if Albus stopped being friends with him completely.
Harry walked into the living room and, seeing that Scorpius was upset, didn't question the fact that Scorpius would probably be sleeping there that night. It had happened before. Scorpius often spent the night at the Potters. He and Albus were so inseparable, even Harry could see that they liked each other, even if Albus said he didn't like blokes.
Harry just walked into his and Ginny's bedroom and sent a Patronus to Draco, letting him know where his son would be for the night.
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