Christmas vacation came faster than either of the two boys could believe. They had spent so much time and energy into having a relationship, but keeping said relationship a secret from the thousands of other students at Hogwarts was exhausting. So when the chance to stay in an almost empty Hogwarts together came, both of them jumped at the opportunity to stay at school over the holidays.
As soon as everyone else had gone home, Albus and Scorpius could relax. They had a whole dorm room to themselves, so most of their time was spent curled up together in front of the fire drinking hot cocoa and telling stories. But what they were looking forward to most was their day in Hogsmead that they'd convinced Professor Weasley to OK for them.
The morning of their trip was cold and light snow flurries were dancing through the air. Albus wrapped his green and silver scarf tight around his neck and met Scorpius in the Grand Entryway, "Ready to go, Al?" Scorpius said. The nickname had become more than that; it'd become a bond.
"Always." Albus responded, smiling. And they walked along like normal kids, until they got out of sight of the school and Scorpius wound his fingers into Albus's. Albus blushed a deep red, but just squeezed the delicate fingers tighter, "So, we're alone and away from the other students, so what are we going to do with our time?"
"Well," Scorpius thought for a bit as they picked their way slowly through the snow, "I thought we'd go to Honeydukes, then maybe Zonkos, and then Three Broomsticks to pick up some butterbeer for a surprise later tonight."
Albus smiled, "Sounds nice to me." And they headed in the direction of Honeydukes.
The sweet shop was warm and smelled like melted sugar and butter; Albus took a deep breath and let the warmth of the shop and the pleasant feeling of Scorpius's company wash over him. Scorpius released his hand and wandered over to the sugar quills and chocolate frogs; obviously trying hard to decide which one he wanted. Albus leaned against the doorframe and watched the blond boy peruse the sweets; his ash-grey eyes flicked from one item to the next and his lean fingers touched the wrappers gently, "Al!" Scorpius exclaimed excitedly; snapping Albus out of his reverie, "Come here." He grabbed Albus by the wrist and dragged the messy black haired boy over to the chocolate frogs display.
"What, what?" Albus asked, trying to keep his voice level. They had been dating for a long time, but Albus still felt like he was being electrocuted when he touched Scorpius.
"Look," the blond pointed at the case, "Your dad's in the chocolate frog cards now!"
Albus saw the ad for the newest card edition, and, sure enough, Harry Potter was smiling back at them. Albus smiled a little and said, "Let's buy one and see who we get!" So both the boys picked a chocolate frog box off the shelf and Scorpius insisted on paying for both. With chocolate frogs in hand, the boys went back out into the freezing cold of Hogsmead.
The two had a great day together, flirting and teasing and eating sweets. When the sun was starting to set, Scorpius slipped into the Three Broomsticks and bought a few bottles of butterbeer, and then they made their way back up to the castle to have dinner. The Great Hall was scarcely inhabited; the only kid Albus recognized was James at the Gryffindor table. But the food was still as delicious as usual and after they'd had their fill, Albus and Scorpius found themselves on the top of the Astronomy Tower, butterbeer in hand.
"It's nice up here," Albus commented as he looked out at the stars and took a swig of butterbeer, "But a little chilly."
Scorpius wrapped an arm around his boyfriend, "Don't worry, I'll keep you warm."
"That's a strange sentence for the ice prince that you are, Scorp."
Scorpius smiled playfully, "Can you melt the ice prince?" He whispered quietly in Albus's ear; his breath was hot and sweet and it sent shivers down Albus's spine. Scorpius leaned in: his lips met Albus's and his fingers knotted into the black mop of hair.
Albus felt like he could explode, the electricity inside him was making him dizzy. But he liked the odd 'buzzy' feeling he had, so he just kissed Scorpius back harder. Soon they were full on snogging and Albus felt like nothing could stop them from staying like that forever. Nothing except the door flying open and James Potter standing shocked and disoriented in the doorway. Albus threw Scorpius off him and faced his brother, "James?" He asked cautiously.
James was frozen to the spot, his eyes flicking from Albus to Scorpius, then back to Albus. The whole tower was silent as death, before James asked in a small, very blank voice, "What are you doing, Albus?"