Publicity
Chapter Three
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Albus's eyes flew open. He sat up in bed. The dormitory was empty. According his bedside clock, it was seven o'clock in the morning.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
He stumbled downstairs. Half of Gryffindor was awake and occupying the common room. Albus balked. Why is everyone up so early?
He looked down as something curled into his side. Lily was staring at the entrance closed by the Fat Lady's portrait. She had gotten over him telling her boyfriend she didn't really care about him, and they had worked it out.
"What's going on?" Albus yawned.
Lily shrugged. "Someone's trying to get in, but they can't. People are saying it's not a student nor a professor."
Albus groaned. "It's probably Peeves playing some stupid joke."
He stomped through the crowd to the portrait hole. He pushed it open and was almost blinded.
Flashing lights were going off in every direction. Microphones were being shoved in his face. Questions were being shouted. These were reporters. It was just like the time Lily outed him.
"Mr. Potter! Give us a little time of day!"
"Albus! Albus Potter!"
"Can you comment?"
"Is it true, Mr. Potter, that you have a boyfriend?"
"Who is your boyfriend, Potter? Do tell!"
"Is it anyone you share a room with?"
"How old is he? And who wears the pants in this relationship?"
Albus didn't hear the rest of the conversation. He stepped out of the common room into the open. And he ran. He ran like a bat out of hell, taking every short cut he knew thanks to a very helpful map.
He headed to the Room of Requirements and ran head first into another student.
"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed. "I'm sorry." He grabbed the boy up, almost carelessly, and tried to run off again.
But the other student pulled him back. Only then did Albus notice which student it was. Scorpius.
"Albus, what are you doing? What's going on?"
Albus glanced around and then tugged Scorpius with him to the Room of Requirements.
As they opened the door, the room transformed itself into whatever they desired. All Albus had wanted was a cozy little place to get away from everyone. But the room had grander ideas. It had taken on the image of a homely little room. One wall was nothing but bookshelves. The opposite wall had a large window in which they could see out, but of course, no one could see in. Another wall contained a fireplace. A bed sat in the middle of the room.
Albus crushed his lips to Scorpius's passionately, trying to forget what happened earlier that day. But no matter what he did, he couldn't rid himself of the thought that Scorpius was so close to being outed with him.
Scorpius pulled away from Albus. "Please, Albus, stop crying." He wiped Albus's tears away with the back of his hand. "If you want to get me in the mood, you're not going to do it by crying while you kiss me."
Another sob escaped Albus's lips, and he fell back onto the bed. Scorpius hovered over him. Scorpius kissed his forehead, each of his eyes, each of his cheeks, and his nose. Albus had to be the one to press their lips together.
"I can't believe this, Score."
"Well, I probably could if you told me what happened."
Albus tried his hardest to look pissed-off, but he couldn't. Instead, he just moaned. "Scorpius! This dude, Duncan, asked me out the other day, so I told him I had a boyfriend. He said he wouldn't tell anyone. I mean, I didn't say anything about you, of course. But I let it be known that I had a love life. And damn it all, Score, I woke up this morning to a bunch of wankers reporting to fucking magazines! They all wanted to know who my boyfriend was. They were asking for the details!"
Scorpius laughed. Albus glared at him through the tears. "Honestly, Allie. Don't get so worked up about it all. They'll die down again in a few days. And if they find out about me, I'll give them the nitty gritty details, and they won't have to ask you for them. Sounds good, yeah?"
Albus glared harder. "Scorpius, stop pretending it wouldn't bother you if the whole wizarding world knew you were with me. Who knows what your dad would do! He scares me."
"Merlin's pants, Albus! How many times do I have to tell you I couldn't give a damn what my dad does? He's not going to stop me from being anything that I am."
Albus just looked at Scorpius.
Scorpius scoffed and jumped off the bed. Suddenly, a shower appeared in the place of the fireplace. Scorpius grabbed Albus's hand and yanked him off the bed.
"Come on, we've been in this godforsaken room long enough. I'm hungry. I'm sure the professors have gotten the reporters gone. Let's get cleaned up and go eat."
Albus nodded and followed Scorpius into the shower. He didn't bother stripping. When Scorpius noted this, he laughed. Albus smiled back weakly. Albus had left his glasses in his dormitory, so Scorpius worked on removing Albus's clothes for him and guided him into the shower.
Scorpius prodded the back of Albus's knees until he was kneeling on the tile in front of him. Water emerged from a faucet above them, and Albus hissed as the cold fluid hit his back. Scorpius dodged out of the water's way and began to adjust the temperature on it, using the sounds coming from Albus as a guide.
Finally, when Scorpius felt the water was not too cold, but not too hot, he stepped back in front of Albus. Grabbing the shampoo, he poured a generous amount onto his hands. He always used scented soap. He knew Albus loved the smells. This time it was citrus grapefruit.
Scorpius lathered Albus's hair up, massaging his scalp in a way Albus loved. He only stopped when Albus suddenly leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Scorpius's cock. Scorpius's eyes widened, and he almost fell to the ground with Albus. He did fall when Albus glided his teeth across the shaft.
Scorpius grabbed the back of Albus's head and plunged their faces together. They kissed hotly, the shampoo cascading into their eyes. Albus clawed at Scorpius's back to let him know how much he needed him. They shoved their wet bodies together as if trying to be molded into one perfect sculpture.
Albus made an attempt to slide his knees out from under him so that he sat on his arse, but it didn't turn out to be such a graceful move. He slipped on the slick tile and landed on his back, bringing Scorpius down with him.
Scorpius didn't wait any longer after this. He lifted Albus's calves onto his shoulders and delved deep inside the boy with no lubrication. The water made a delicious friction as Scorpius folded Albus in half. Eventually, one leg fell off Scorpius's shoulder and wound itself around his waist.
A few times Albus tried to scream, but water would end up choking him. Instead, he kept his lips sealed shut and moaned and whined. He would only open his mouth when Scorpius came up to kiss him.
Scorpius scratched Albus's side repeatedly until he settled on jerking impatiently at Albus's erection. Scorpius came first, and this time he screamed aloud. Albus screamed with him.
They lay in the water for a while, the cum washing away with the water. Then Albus spoke.
"Wanna know what made me cum?" He smirked and bit Scorpius on the shoulder. Scorpius shrugged. "You screamed."
"Oh, shut up!" Scorpius laughed. He started to raise himself up and frowned when he found resistance as he tried to slide out of Albus. He looked down to see Albus with his eyes shut tight and biting his lip.
"Shit," Scorpius said to himself. He gingerly pulled himself out of his boyfriend. "Are you alright? I didn't use lube…"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Albus managed to say.
"Don't lie! Look, you're bleeding!"
Albus rolled his eyes. Scorpius would be angry with himself for the rest of the day. "Seriously, Score, if I could get my head down there, I'd look." He laughed.
Scorpius growled though. "I'm never doing that again."
"I think we should do it again…only rougher." Albus laughed again. He tried to sit up, but winced from the pain. He felt hands on his chest pushing him down.
"You lay there. I'll wash you from that position." Scorpius was scowling, but Albus's mood had lightened a great deal.
"Ooh, yay me. Do I get to be treated like a toy again? Oh, more Master Mafloy! Please! I've been a bad boy!" Albus giggled.
"Shut up! Or you won't get anything for a decade!" Albus just laughed some more.
"Look at my scratch marks," Albus pointed out. "They're yummy." But he hissed in pain when the soap hit them.
Once finished, Scorpius picked Albus up and carried him into the room again. He toweled the boy down as softly as he could. Albus rolled his eyes again.
He leaned forward and purposely breathed into Scorpius's ear. "I'm not fragile." Then he tugged on the earlobe with his teeth.
Albus could feel Scorpius shiver against him, and then he could see the chill bumps on Scorpius's arms and shoulders. Yet Scorpius didn't comment. Clothes had appeared on the bed for them, but as soon as Albus was dry, he knocked them off the bed and threw himself atop it. Within moments, he was asleep.
He woke in Scorpius's arms hours later. Scorpius was dressed, but Albus was still in the nude. He turned around, gritting his teeth when he realized the move hurt. Damn, he thought. It's like the first time we ever shagged all over again, but worse.
Scorpius opened his eyes. He pressed a kiss to Albus's scar-free forehead. He stared at it for a moment. He wasn't sure why people said Albus was his father made over. Scorpius saw a lot of differences.
"You're so mean," the black-headed boy murmured.
"Why?" They met eyes.
"Well, for one, you don't tell me how much you enjoy waking up to me. But more importantly, you got dressed." Albus tugged a little on Scorpius's shirt collar. Scorpius grabbed Albus's hand in his own and bit it.
"Come on," he said. "We skipped breakfast. Let's go eat lunch."
Albus pouted. "Do I have to go out there?"
Scorpius pursed his lips. "Yes."
"What if they think something is up because me and you disappeared together for so long then showed up together?"
"Well, then, I suggest you get dressed and run down there before I get up and ready so that we don't 'appear together?'"
Albus leaned forward and tugged Scorpius's bottom lip into his mouth. Then he hopped up to leave, carefully masking the pain caused from the action.
Albus trudged down the stairs reluctantly. At the moment, he wished he had traded places with Scorpius. Scorpius would probably lie there and get another couple of hours' worth of sleep. Lucky arse.
Albus stepped carefully into the Great Hall. No one so far had noticed him. That was a good thing. No one had mentioned anything about earlier. No one called out his name to…
"Albus, wait!"
Albus turned on his heels. Scorpius was stalking towards him. Everyone's eyes shot to the pair when Scorpius shouted his name. Albus felt his forehead scrunch up as Scorpius came closer. He wondered what had happened to make Scorpius seem so anxious.
Then Scorpius's mouth was on his. Albus found himself not able to move. His eyes were wide in fear. Scorpius was coming out to everyone at Hogwarts. Albus wanted to push him away and act as if they weren't together. But he knew Scorpius had already done the damage, and there was no fixing it. So Albus did what was natural to him. He wrapped his arms around Scorpius's neck and kissed back.
