UchiSays: You must admire the lengths I go through to please you all. I had three hours of sleep last night and am in so much pain right now I can't tell up from down, and yet I journeyed twenty minutes through heat and humidity just to reach the nearest internet source so I could have this updated on time. I deserve a medal for my dedication to my readers! Anyway, this chaper reveals A LOT of interesting tibits and is the most important chapter of the story. It's the conclusion of the rising actions and the climax. The next chapter (which should be posted a week from today depending on how long my dedication to you all last) will just be falling action and resolution. But I swear, you all are going to flip at the end of this chapter. A lovely plot twist for my lovely readers.
Verse Two: Father
It was lunchtime on Saturday the following week. Harry had been called into work. Ginny was out doing whatever it was she did. Lily had gone shopping with Rose and Aunt Hermione. James had never returned from going home to his flat the previous week. So Albus had the house to himself, and as such he had decided to invite Scorpius over for some fun.
After spending the morning lounging around Albus' bedroom, talking, and just each other's presence, Scorpius had gotten a sudden craving for cake. Unfortunately there was no cake in the house, but after searching the pantry Albus did find a box of Muggle cake mix. One of Albus' most fond memories was on the time when he was six and Mummy-Bitch had taken James and Lily out somewhere and left Al behind. To make up for his wife's neglect, Harry had spent the whole day with Albus and the two of them had baked a cake together the Muggle way. After telling Scorpius this story, Scor called Al a Hufflepuff and demanded they get to work baking the cake before he lost his desire to do anything. That being said, the two of them started work on the cake- without magic.
It goes without saying that this quickly turned to disaster. A half hour later, Al and Scor collapsed floor in fits of giggles. The cake had finally made its way into the oven, but not before the boys had gotten flour everywhere, spilled a good potion of the cooking oil, dropped four eggs and a half eggs (don't ask), and had eaten half the batter.
Albus couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Scorpius. The blond had batter in his hair and on the tip of his nose, a smudge of flour on his cheek, and was enjoying scooping remnants of batter from the bowl and licking it off his fingers. Scorpius looked so human with his Malfoy mask discarded and enjoying being a normal- albeit pregnant- teen. A small content smile spread across Scorpius' face as he sucked on his finger; Albus knew this would be a memory to cherish forever.
"What?" Scorpius asked, looking up at Albus with silver eyes overflowing with mirth. "You're staring."
Albus shook his head and smiled. "I never noticed how beautiful you are."
"Well of course I am. It's the Malfoy blood; we've always been beautiful people."
"Conceited git," Albus teased, reaching to dip his finger in the cake bowl.
"Mine," Scorpius said, popping Al's hand. "You love me," he added with a cheeky grin.
"I do." Albus leaned in to kiss Scorpius, but at that moment he heard the buzzer saying the cake was done, and the Crack signifying someone had just apparated in.
"Albus?" he heard his dad call from the parlor.
"In here, dad!" Al called back, pulling on a pair of oven mitts and retrieving the cake from the oven.
"What happened in here?" Harry asked, looking at the mess the two had made in amusement.
"We baked a cake," Scorpius answered with a large smile, gesturing to the cake pan Al had just set on the counter.
"I see. And why does it look like a bag of flour exploded in here?"
"We did it without magic, and Scor couldn't figure out how to open the flour bag, so he ripped it, and the result is as you see."
"Watch where you step, by the way. Al spilled cooking oil on the floor over there. It's slick."
Harry couldn't hold back his laughter anymore and his deep mellifluous chuckles filled the room. "And what made you two decide to bake a cake?" he asked through his laughter.
Scorpius shrugged. "We felt like cake."
"And you couldn't just Floo to the Burrow and ask Molly, because..."?
"It was more fun this way?"
"What do you even need flour and oil for when you're using boxed mix?"
"We couldn't find the spray, so we had to grease the pan the old fashion way."
Harry laughed again before ordering the two to "get this mess cleaned up so I can take you out for lunch , before you feel the need to try cooking something else."
"Right!" Albus and Scorpius said in unison, before pulling out their wands, casting Scorgify around the room, turning to each other, grinning, and each casting Scorgify on the other.
"All done." Albus grinned at his father.
Harry smiled and motioned the boys over. "Come on, you runts. Let's go."
"Runt?" Scorpius acted insulted. "I have you know, Mr. Potter, Albus and I are both adults now."
"Adults don't trash the kitchen trying to bake a cake with boxed cake mix. A different story all together if you were making it from scratch." Harry led them to the parlor and passed around the vase of Floo powder. "Floo to the Leaky." The boys took the proffered powdered and Floo'd in turn.
Lunch at the Leaky Cauldron was a casual affair. Harry asked Al and Scor about life, school, and relationships. Al and Scor entertained him with anecdotes on the first two subjects in order to distract him from the third- since they weren't sure if it was the right time to reveal that they're were dating, unofficially engaged, and expecting a child.
About half way through the meal Al's Uncle Charlie and his fiancé Rodger showed up and stopped to chat for a while.
"Why are you two still in town?" Al asked. "I thought you headed back to Romania after my birthday."
"Mom has been insisting on throwing us a 'proper engagement party'. Just an excuse for her to cook a large meal and entertain guest, but she wouldn't shut up about until we finally caved." Charlie explained, trying to steal some fries from Scorpius plate.
Scor popped the red head's hand and declared, "Mine. Eat Al's."
Charlie grinned and stole Al's fries. "The party is on Wednesday, you and your dad should totally come, Scorpius," Rodger said genially.
"Cheers. I'll talk to father about it, but I'm pretty sure spending a day in the company of a gaggle of red heads isn't high up on his to-do list."
"I'm sure he can be convinced." Charlie shot a look at Harry that Albus couldn't quite comprehend, but it caused his dad to blush and sip from his drink nervously.
"Charlie, we have to go," Rodger said.
"Right. See you lot later." Al, Scor, and Harry called their goodbyes as Charlie and Rodger took their leave. The three of them sat and chatted for a while longer, until Harry had to get back to work. Albus and Scorpius headed back to the Potter house, after swinging by Fortescue's to pick up some ice cream to go with their cake, and spent the rest of the day lounging around and being lazy.
-::-
Mummy-Bitch had decided to take Lily with her to have tea with Scor's mum the day before Charlie's engagement party. Harry had insisted he had the next day off, so he was working long hours to make up for it. This left Albus home alone again and once again decided to invite Scorpius over for the day. How their talking and goofing around had segued into them being naked on the bed, Albus wasn't sure but it seemed the natural flow of things to him.
Albus loved the feeling of being inside of Scorpius. Being surrounded by his tight hole, being clenched by his impossibly hot passage; it was bliss to Albus. It took him to levels of pleasure never before breached by mankind. Nothing else mattered as they entwined together in the most intimate of ways. Nothing could ruin this moment. He had the love of his life in his arms, clinging to him, and calling his name. He didn't need anything else.
All too soon, Albus and Scorpius met consecutive releases and Albus collapsed on top of his lover, covering his face in kisses. "I love you so much, Scorpius."
"Love you too, Al."
"How touching," a voice growled from the doorway.
All Al could think was 'oh fuck' as he turned and found a very angry Ginny Potter glaring at them as if they were the scum of the earth. He could only curse his own stupidity for not enforcing the privacy charms usually on the room when Scorpius came over. "Hi, mum," Albus said since there was nothing else he could do.
"Get your shit, and get out," Ginny spat.
"What!" Albus asked in shock, surely she wasn't kicking him out because he'd gotten caught having sex in the house? James had been caught in the same position when he was sixteen.
"You heard me. You obviously consider yourself to be an adult, doing this in my house. I'll treat you like an adult then. Adults don't live at home with their parents. Get all your things and get out."
So she really was going to use that as an excuse. Albus was suddenly ceased with an uncontrollable anger. Mummy-Bitch was really pushing it! He knew this wasn't the real reason she was kicking him out. "Right," he growled bitterly. "You've been wanting an excuse to kick me out for years! We both know you hate me! And we both know that dad-"
"Your dad's not here is he? This is my house and I say pack all of your things and get OUT!"
"This is not your house, it's my dad's! You wouldn't have two knuts to rub together if it wasn't for him."
"I'm his wife so what's his is mine!"
"For how much longer?" Ginny looked confused. "For how much longer are you his wife? We both know dad doesn't love you and sooner or later he going to get the balls to divorce you. And when he does, you're not going to have a pot or a window!"
"Albus-" Scorpius said softly.
"Harry Potter is never going to divorce me! And if he does, until then this is still my house and I say get your shit and get the fuck out!"
"FINE!" Albus yelled, getting out of the bed and pulling on some clothes. "Come on, Scorpius." He stuffed a bag with some necessities while the blond got dressed. Albus sent one more glare in Ginny's direction, called out "Later, Mummy-Bitch!" and apparated away.
Scorpius apparated outside of Malfoy Manor's gates where Albus stood, still fuming. Without words, the blond gathered his lover into his arms and just held him until Al calmed down. "A pot or a window?" Scor asked after a few minutes had passed.
"It's a Muggle saying. A pot to piss in and a window to throw it out of."
"How crude."
Albus chuckled and Scorpius led him into the Manor grounds.
-::-
Albus watched Ginny arrive at the Burrow for Charlie's engagement party with Scorpius, Draco Malfoy, and Harry at his side. Al had tried to fire-call Harry at work the previous day after Mummy-Bitch had kicked him out, but Harry had been nowhere to be found, so Albus had only just got to tell his dad about the dispute he'd had with Mummy-Bitch (though he left out the part about exactly who he's been caught in bed with), and to put it simply: Harry was pissed.
Mummy-Bitch had barely got the chance to say hello to Gran-Molly, before Harry stormed over to her with a look to kill on his face. "Ginny Weasley, please tell me Al was lying when he said you kicked him out of my house yesterday."
"Harry dear," Ginny said with an innocent smile, "is this really the time or place for this discussion."
"Ginny, I am not playing games with you right now. Did you, or did you not, kick our son out of the house without my permission."
"No," Ginny's face twisted into the look of discuss that Albus was more than familiar with, "I kicked your son out."
"Damn it, Ginny! Do not start with that! I never treated James as anything other than my own son, the least you could do is extend Albus the same courtesy! You could at least try to hide your dislike of him!"
"No I can't, Harry! Because I don't dislike him, I hate him! He should have never been born!"
"Ginny, what's going on?" Molly asked, in a low tone- not that it mattered since the attention of the entire gathering of people was on Harry and Ginny at the moment.
"Nothing, mum. Just a domestic dispute."
Harry snorted. "Domestic dispute? That's the understatement of the century. You know what, Ginny, I can't do this anymore. I want a divorce!"
"Harry, you don't mean that!" Molly said in surprise.
"Yes I do. I should have done it eighteen years ago when-"
"Harry, we are not talking about this right now!" Ginny cut in.
"Why not, Ginny? Don't want your family to know what type of wife you are? I think it's time for them to know what you did to me."
"Harry," Ginny said testily.
"I'm not letting you weasel your way out of this again, Ginny."
"Harry, mate, what's going on?" Ron asked. "Can't we talk about this before you file for divorce?"
"There's nothing to talk about, she cheated on me!" Everyone fell silent and stared at Harry in shock. Albus knew shouldn't have been too surprise, because he knew what kind of woman his Mummy-Bitch was, but still the declaration shocked him. "She had an affair," Harry continued. "Early in our marriage, with Zacharias Smith. And that's not all. She lied to me. And she let me give James my father's name, only for me to find out later that it's not my name on his birth certificate. She let me give him my father's name and he's not even my son. I should have divorced her then."
"What?" Molly look appalled. "Ginny is that true?"
"Don't put it all on me, Harry," Ginny said. "If you're so set on putting our dirty laundry out, then keep on with the story and tell them what you did."
"I didn't do anything wrong. We were split up at the time. I was filing for divorce. My wife had cheated on me, lied to me, and I'd just found out that my son wasn't even mine. We weren't together anymore and I had right to do as I please."
"Harry, you didn't-" Hermione started.
"I was drunk and depressed. I cried my woes to the man on the bar stool next to me and then I slept with him- you all know I've been bisexual since Hogwarts. But I didn't do anything wrong, because I didn't cheat on you, Ginny. We weren't together anymore. And when you came crawling back, begging forgiveness, I should have told you where to shove your apolo-lies. But I'm a better person than that, aren't I?"
"Harry-"
"I took her back," Harry cut Molly off. "But then we found out I was pregnant. It was Ginny's idea to go on a 'year long holiday around the world'. She owled you all saying that she was pregnant, while in actuality I was the one carrying the child. Ginny wasn't even there when I had Albus, she was probably off sleep with some other man. And she's been bitter every since."
No one dared to speak at that moment. Albus' mind was racing a mile a minute. Mummy-Bitch wasn't really his mother at all, and technically James wasn't his brother. That was why Ginny hated him so much, because he wasn't her son. But then who was-
"You left out part of the story, Harry," Ginny said. "You left out the part where the man you slept with was Malfoy, and your precious little bastard over there is fucking his own brother. But that's not the best part is it, Albus?" Ginny fixed her evil brown eyes on to Al. "Astoria told me everything. When were you planning on telling everyone Scorpius is pregnant?"