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Written for Love From A Muggle's 31 Prompts of Harry Potter Challenge.

*Hagrid's Hut*

"Where did you run to after breakfast?" Dominique asked quietly, as the two walked down the slow path to the black lake. The plan was to walk together for a bit before stopping in to see Hagrid and walking back up to the castle for tea. It was a ritual.

Albus turned to grin at his red haired cousin, which startled her after seeing the furious expression he had painted clearly on his face when he found out that Rose and Scorpius were going out.

"Oh, Sean and I just had a friendly chat. That's all. Though you may want to find a new boyfriend, he may not be able to perform as well as normal for a few years – if you know what I mean," he told her with a wink, out right laughing at the expression that clouded her features.

"If you have damaged any valuable assets beyond repair, I swear, on Godric Gryffindor's grave, that you will suffer an extremely painful death. Involving needles, and corks, and axes, and a plastic banana and"-

"Yeah, I get it Dom!" Albus laughed. Then he sobered. "Did you know?"

"Did I know what?"

"That Scorp and Rose were together?"

Dominique paused. Albus was the closest family member she had ever had, and she couldn't risk the chance of losing their friendship. But Dominique hadn't been exactly truthful with him for the last few months, and it scared her, the thought of him hating her for keeping a secret.

"Yes," she finally answered, and was surprised when Albus chuckled and threw an arm around her shoulder.

"You look like someone just killed your puppy," he told her and the two chuckled slightly. Dominique sighed.

"I'm sorry, Al, I really am." Albus shrugged.

"All's good, Dom, don't fret. Though, now I have to go sort out Scorp," he hissed and Dominique laid a comforting hand on his arm.

"It'll all work out. Don't worry," she told him, as the two slowly made for Hagrid's hut.

Pause

Albus yawned loudly, ignoring the looks that were shot at him by the sixth years around him that were trying to study. He did, however, catch one girl's angry gaze, and he smirked.

"All right there, Benson? Maybe try taking a picture, it might last longer." The girl huffed, and flicked her silvery hair over her shoulder, turning away from him. He frowned. This girl confused him.

Now, Albus wasn't at all full of himself, cocky or disrespectful to the lesser acquaintances, but he liked to think of himself as fairly attractive. It certainly seemed that way, when all of the girl, that he was not related to, of course, panted after him. Except his girl.

Amaya Benson was a girl like none other, with silvery locks of curls and sparkling blue eyes. She was fit and well endowed, though was more interested in studying and passing Hogwarts than the boys and social life that was held within the castles walls.

She was different, and this fact made Albus extremely interested in her, though he never seemed to quite get out of the habit of tormenting her.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Maybe you should take your own advice."

Albus whirled around to come face to face with the classmate he had been hoping to get his hands since breakfast. With his platinum blonde hair splayed across his forehead messily and his pale skin contrasting with the light of the fireplace, Scorpius Malfoy stood upright and proud, glaring at Albus. The seething Potter advanced on Scorpius, who slowly backed away.

"I told you," Albus seethed, "I told you that I would not tolerate you dating my cousin."

Scorpius glared at him. "It is not your choice who Rose dates, it is hers. And if she wants to date me, then you're going to have to live with it," he said calmly, though his eyes were anything but. If it was one thing that Albus had learnt about the pale boy in front of him, it was that every emotion was played in his eyes, not his facial expressions. And right now a mixture of determination and other complicated emotions clouded.

He's serious about this, Albus thought, before sighing. "Fine. You can date her. But one mess up Scorp, best friend or not, I will kill you," he threatened then stomped away. Stupid best friends and their stupid plans to ruin my life.

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