"Stop it."
"No."
"I'm trying to study."
"So?"
"NEWTS are coming up, Albus, NEWTS! I need to step up my game if I want to beat that Rose of yours."
"And your point is…?
Scorpius sighed and subtly shifted away from the probing fingers. Currently, Albus was trying to tickle him to sleep despite knowing that he wasn't ticklish at all. He slapped at a hand moving towards his ribs, and scowled.
"Albus Severus Potter. Stop it, or you will be sleeping in your own bed tonight - which you should be in, anyways."
The brunette backed off with a pout, but not before giving him a small peck to the cheek.
"Fine, but you owe me tomorrow morning." He pulled the covers of Scorpius' blanket up to his chin and turned over so that his back was to him. Smiling fondly at him, Scorpius moved a hand to run through the strands of Albus' hair, feeling a sigh of contentment escape his lungs, and his earlier annoyance dissipating. This was what he lived for: Him and his Albus, together forever.