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"I can't believe you're doing this." Rose murmured, looking around the transformed shack.

"I can't believe you both haven't fucked yet." Lily said, shaking her head in disbelief. She ducked and a pillow sailed past her head, knocking into one of the small end tables they'd levitated into the room. The impact made the candles on the table teeter dangerously before straightening out.

"Al! If you burn this place down after all our hard work, I'll turn you into a toad!" Rose reprimanded, hands on her hips.

"She started it!" Al complained loudly, glaring at his younger sister, "Why is it so hard to believe anyway?"

Lily gave him a dry look, "Because it's you. If what you're saying is true, and this really is going to be yours and Malfoy's first time then that means you haven't had sex in more than a month. That has to be a record!"

"Does anyone else find it highly disturbing that she's keeping tabs on how often her elder brother has sex?" Louis asked, his expression one of mild disgust.

"There are other ways to get each other off, you know!" Al defended, ignoring Louis completely.

"Is nothing off-limits in this family?" Lucy grimaced.

"I suppose so." Lily agreed, directing her words at her brother, "But you and Malfoy are always so touchy-feely. I never would have guessed you hadn't actually slept together yet."

"I'm on your side, Lou." Hugo declared, going to stand with his tall, blond quarter-Veela cousin.

"Lily, shut up; and Al, do you really think Scorpius is going to be happy about the fact that all of us now know what's been going on in your bedroom?"

Al's face paled and he looked around at his cousins pleadingly, "Merlin, don't tell him I said anything!"

Louis rolled his eyes, "Of course we aren't going to tell him, you idiot." He waited until Al had regained some colour before smirking wickedly and saying, "Not today, anyway."

Al contemplated protesting, then shrugged, "You know what? As long as you don't manage to ruin what I have planned for tonight, you can say whatever you want." A slow smile curved the Potter's lips as he tugged on his braid, "Besides, Scorpius is sexy as fuck when he's pissed off."

Lucy groaned, "Okay, I can't listen to any more. Are we done here?"

Al looked around the room they were standing in. The cobwebs, dirt and grime were gone from the room and instead in one corner lay a mattress piled with pillows and soft sheets. End tables were scattered around the room, their surfaces covered with lit candles, making it so clusters of light warmed the previously chilly atmosphere. On the opposite side of the mattress sat a picnic basket laden with food from the kitchens. He intended to make sure that this night was one Scorpius would never forget. Grinning happily, he nodded in response to Lucy's question, "Yes, I think we are. Thanks for your help, you guys! I couldn't have done this without you."

Rose snorted, but gave him a fond smile, "Of course not. Are you sure about skipping the dance though? I thought you were looking forward to it."

Al frowned slightly, "I was." He admitted, "But Scorpius isn't ready for that yet; maybe in the future, but definitely not now."

"Is it still that bad?" Lily asked, the barest hint of concern colouring her voice.

"Now that I've hexed half the idiots in my year? No, not really." Al said with a wry smile.

"It's unfair." Hugo said quietly, "Scorpius is a good person."

"Have you spoken to James after that incident in the locker room?" Dominique asked curiously.

"He's written." Al said stiffly, "I told him to bugger off."

"Still being a narrow-minded prick then." Louis guessed, shaking his head, "You'd think since he was older he'd be a bit more mature."

"James has never been the mature one out of the three of us." Lily said, scowling, "I'm surprised he hasn't gone running to Mum and Dad about this."

Rose and Albus exchanged uncomfortable looks, and Louis, who'd been watching Al, immediately noticed. He drew a sharp breath, his blue eyes widening, making all his cousins turn to him.

"What's wrong?" Lily asked, frowning. Al narrowed his eyes at his cousin who immediately flashed an apologetic smile, "Sorry, I thought I saw a spider." He lied smoothly.

Lily rolled her eyes, "You're such a girl sometimes, Louis." She stretched, "I want to get in a quick nap before I have to start getting ready for the dance. See you later, everyone, and Al," She met her brother's green gaze, "good luck."

One by one the cousins left, each of them wishing Al luck as they went on their way. Louis hung back, and once the others had gone, the three eldest Potter-Weasley cousins left in Hogwarts exchanged meaningful looks.

"Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry know?" Louis asked finally, his mind more than a bit boggled by this fact.

"James told them as soon as he left Hogwarts that day." Al said through gritted teeth, "The complete and utter twat."

Louis nodded in agreement, "What did they say?"

Al sighed, a small smile curving his lips, "Dad told me he'd asked James not to bother me about Scorpius anymore, and Mum said they were both happy for me. I haven't got around to telling Scorpius yet. Mum knew Scorpius was Head Boy because Rose had told Aunt Hermoine; she said she was surprised I'd actually managed to snag someone so smart."

Louis let out a relieved chuckle, "Actually, when you think about it that way, I'm surprised too. How in the wizarding world did you manage it?!"

Al didn't take offence, instead he laughed, "Must be my charm and good looks." He said, striding towards the Whomping Willow exit.

Rose shook her head, "Let's not forget your humble nature."

Al grinned as they exited from under the tree and began making their way toward the castle. They were almost there when Louis asked, frowning slightly, "Where is Malfoy, by the way? You've been practically inseparable for the past few weeks. Wouldn't he be suspicious if you vanished for a few hours like this?"

"He's my boyfriend, not my father." Al said, rolling his eyes, "I just told him I had a few things I needed to do. Besides, he prefers that I'm not there when he's studying or writing assignments." Here Al's face split into a wide smile, "I distract him."

Louis and Rose exchanged bemused looks as they came to a stop beyond the Great Hall.

"I should head up and start getting dressed. I'll see you later Rose and Al, knock him dead."

Al chuckled, nodding as he and Rose branched off towards the Heads' dorm.


"You can't be serious." Scorpius managed, his eyes wide as he allowed his boyfriend to lead him toward the frozen Whomping Willow.

"I told you I've always wanted to spend Halloween there. You said you'd keep me company." Al reminded him, climbing into the passage under the tree and waiting as Scorpius followed him.

"Actually, I believe I called you ridiculous." Scorpius pointed out dryly, but he slipped his hand into Al's grasp, squeezing slightly. "I hope you understand what it means that I'm willing to break school rules for you."

"Oh, I do." Al said solemnly, before grinning widely and leaning over to press a chaste kiss on Scorpius's lips, "I hope you like it."

The barely audible whisper had Scorpius's brows pulling together in confusion, "Like what?" He asked as they continued down the dark passage. Their destination was nearing, and Scorpius could make out the soft glow of a fire coming from the room ahead.

"This." Al murmured, stepping into the room and pulling his boyfriend in behind him.

Scorpius froze up, his eyes widening and his lips parting in stunned surprise. He had been expecting a filthy, spider-infested cave-like room, so what he saw took him aback. Lit candles were clustered and present everywhere, lighting up the room and giving it a warm atmosphere. Al stood nervously at the centre, holding a picnic basket and beyond him, to one corner, Scorpius could see a make-shift bed. It slowly dawned on him that he was being seduced, and the realisation made him speechless.

"Scorpius?"

Al's timid voice snapped him out of his thoughts and grey eyes swivelled to meet uncertain green ones. Swallowing, Scorpius walked up to his boyfriend, gently prying his fingers from the wicker basket and setting it down. Once it was safely out of the way he lifted trembling hands to caress Al's cheeks before one slid back and gripped the back of his head in an almost painful grip. Al's groan was swallowed by Scorpius's fierce kiss and the Potter simply gave in to the sensation of being completely possessed. He could sense the underlying emotion, the slight desperation that drove Scorpius as his free hand frantically moved down the length of his body as if memorising each and every contour.

Scorpius walked him backwards until his ankles hit the mattress, and then broke away, pushing Al back with one palm. The Slytherin landed on his back, bouncing slightly with the force of his impact, his heart racing and blood rushing south. Scorpius stood over him, slowly undressing, dark grey eyes watching him half-mast as he threw aside his robes before unbuttoning his shirt and toeing off his shoes. When his hands went to his pants, a keening noise left Al without his knowledge, green eyes blown wide as he watched his boyfriend's every move.

"L-Let me." He pleaded, starting to sit up, but the slight narrowing of grey eyes made him stop.

"I don't believe I said you could move, Albus." Scorpius said softly, his hands deftly undoing the button of his pants and pulling down the zipper, allowing him to simply step out of them.

Al shuddered at the implication of those words, his breathing turning harsh, "I want to touch you."

Scorpius discarded his final item of clothing before crawling onto the mattress on all fours, caging Al between his arms and legs, making the Slytherin's head fall back in order to maintain eye contact. "Only when I say it's okay." Scorpius whispered in Al's ear, his hot breath making the Potter squirm, "You're allowed to look though." And with that, Scorpius sat back on his knees, and green eyes feasted on every inch of skin bare to his sight. Yes, they had fooled around a lot, but they had yet to see one another completely naked, and Al regretted that it had taken them so long to get to this point as he took in his boyfriend's perfect form. When green eyes met grey, Al could make out the slightest hint of insecurity, and he was reminded that despite his confidence, this must all be entirely new to Scorpius.

He groaned as he allowed his eyes to fall shut and arched his back, "Let me touch you." He pleaded, and he could feel Scorpius's tension leave him as the confidence returned full force. The kiss that followed muddled his thoughts and left him a bundle of over-sensitised nerves. Finally, Scorpius touched him, pushing off his robes and tossing them aside, before undoing the buttons of his shirt. With each button that came undone, Scorpius lavished the revealed skin with attention before moving on to the next one. By the time all the buttons of his shirt were undone and Scorpius was helping him out of it, Al couldn't think straight.

"Please, please, please." The word was practically a chant now, and Al arched up again, this time creating delicious contact between their erections, drawing a gasp from the Ravenclaw. "Let me touch you. Please, Scorpius. I-I want to—"

His next words were swallowed by a harsh kiss and finally skin met skin as Scorpius's bare chest rubbed against Al's and green eyes shot open as a loud moan slipped past his lips. "You want to touch?" Scorpius murmured softly, holding his gaze, "All right then. Touch."

Al wasted no time reversing their positions, pushing Scorpius down on his back and moving to sit between his legs. He allowed himself a moment to take in how incredibly gorgeous his Ravenclaw was before leaning forward and nuzzling his neck.

The affectionate act took Scorpius by surprise, and his eyes softened, "Albus." He murmured, more than a little in awe of the fact that this was happening. Al was here with him, and he wanted to be here with him. He cared for Scorpius despite all the hurdles thrown at them so far, and Scorpius loved him for it. A shaky breath left him as he acknowledged the fact he'd been trying to deny for the past few weeks. He loved Albus Severus Potter. Merlin help him.

The acceptance of his love for Al made his body more sensitive to the Slytherin's ministrations. So, when Al began a path of kisses, licks and nips down Scorpius's long neck and along his torso, Scorpius couldn't stop the noises that left him. He whispered Al's name like a prayer, and this only made the Potter more determined to please his Malfoy.

When hot, wet warmth enveloped his length, Scorpius cried out and arched up in shock, his eyes wide as he took in the position Al was in between his legs. No. This was wrong. Sure, Scorpius had gone down on the Slytherin several times over the past month, but Al shouldn't be doing this. Green eyes met his with a sultry gaze and Scorpius felt his body tremble, "A-Albus, you don't have to…Y-You can't—"

Anger flashed in those green eyes and Al removed his lips from Scorpius only to say in a hard voice, "Watch me."

And watch, he did, as Al worked him until he could no longer remember what had been so wrong about this particular sexual act. It was only after he came apart with a cry, that Al finally pulled off, crawling up to kiss Scorpius, his arms encircling the Ravenclaw's trembling form.

"You honestly thought it was okay that you went down on me, but I couldn't do the same for you?" Al asked, his voice serious, green eyes searching Scorpius's face for an answer.

His breath hitched at Al's words and Scorpius buried his face in the crook of his lover's neck, "I-I'm not worthy." He said finally in a meek voice that was so unlike him that it took Al a few minutes to realise it was indeed Scorpius who had spoken.

Rage as he'd never known it, pulsed through his body, "What?! Who told you that?!" Al growled, ready to go out and murder the idiot who had demeaned the lovely boy in his arms.

Scorpius hesitated for a moment, and then sighed. He told Al of how in his fourth year he'd captured the attention of a sixth year boy. He recounted how he'd been so eager to believe that in this way, at least, he might be accepted, that he did whatever the boy asked of him. They never actually slept together, but the boy enjoyed having Scorpius service him. When Scorpius finally reached a point where he thought they were close, he'd asked about the boy if he could return the favour and received a cruel response. "He said Malfoys were meant to be on their knees with a dick in their mouth. Th-That it was all we deserved." He could feel Al's unbridled fury and he ducked his head in shame, "We didn't see each other again after that, though he did tell the rest of his year what I'd done for him during one of the quidditch after-parties. I-It's why it took me so long to believe you when you said you were interested in me."

Al pushed him away and Scorpius immediately let go of the Slytherin, feeling tears prick the corners of his eyes again. He hadn't cried in nearly ten years and now it seemed the slightest upset brought forth tears. He curled into himself, waiting for the sounds of Al's footsteps as he walked away, but he heard nothing. Instead, a hand touched his face, making him flinch at the unexpectedness of the contact.

"Scorpius, look at me." Al's voice was low but firm and it made the Ravenclaw obey as he slowly raised his gaze to meet Al's. "I love you."

The words sent a jolt through him and his eyes widened as he stared at Al. "Wh-What?"

"I love you." Al repeated, both his hands on Scorpius's cheeks now, cradling his face, "I've loved you since that day I came to your room asking for forgiveness, and I realised it when you tried to break up with me a few weeks ago." He allowed a few moments for his words to sink in before continuing, "I can't imagine a future where we aren't together. It's absolutely impossible for me. You're what I think about first thing every morning and your face is the one I want to fall asleep beside every night. I love you."

Scorpius swallowed, his lips trembling, before he launched himself at Al, his arms and legs latching on to the Slytherin as he buried his face in Al's sweet-smelling hair. A shudder wracked his body and Al could feel tears against his skin as he embraced the Ravenclaw. He nuzzled the skin just below Scorpius's ear, pressing a light kiss to it, "I've said it before, and I'll say it again and again until you believe me. You are worth a hundred of me."

Scorpius laughed thickly, his grip tightening, "And I will forever believe you are worth a hundred of me. I think that's what comes from being in love with someone."

Al froze for a moment, and then a beatific grin spread across his face as he pulled back and met Scorpius's sincere grey gaze. "Y-You're in love with me?"

Scorpius nodded, straightening in order to kiss Al softly, "I love you."

Al melted into his boyfriend's hold, burying his face in the crook of his neck, "This night far exceeded my expectations."

Scorpius chuckled, "It's only just begun." He looked to the picnic basket, "Are you hungry?"

Al pressed himself closer as he licked a strip up Scorpius's neck and nibbled his ear lobe, "Merlin, yes." He breathed.

Scorpius groaned, his lips curving in a small smile of amusement, "I meant for food, you idiot."

Al considered the thought for a moment and then sat up, "I could eat." He eyed Scorpius's naked form and then his own half-naked one and grinned mischievously, "Maybe I could eat off you. Wouldn't that be a fun experiment? What? Scorpius, where are you going? Don't put on clothes!"

Shaking his head at his boyfriend's antics and ignoring him completely, Scorpius got up and pulled on his pants before going to fetch the basket.


"How did you manage to do all this?" Scorpius asked, gesturing around them. They'd just finished eating and were now lying on the bed, Al curled up against Scorpius, his head resting on the Ravenclaw's chest.

"I had help." Al admitted, looking around the room as well, smiling slightly.

Scorpius's cheeks flushed with colour as he looked down at the Slytherin, a small frown playing on his lips, "Your cousins knew what you were planning?" He asked incredulously. The extent to which the Potter-Weasley family shared their lives with one another never ceased to baffle him.

"Well, it's not like I could have done this alone!" Al defended, blushing, "Lily couldn't believe that we hadn't slept together yet."

Scorpius sat up, making Al's head fall back on the mattress with a soft thud, his grey eyes wide, "Why would Lily know something like that?!"

Al cursed himself for his own stupidity and looked away, "W-Well, they were wondering what the occasion was and why I wanted to do this for you. So I might have kind of let it slip."

Scorpius looked heavenward, more exasperated than angry. "What am I going to do with you?" He muttered, shaking his head, "Is this what I have to look forward to for the rest of our lives? Your cousins being ridiculously well-informed about the status of our relationship?"

"We would be well-informed about the statuses of their relationships too." Al offered with a small, apologetic smile.

Scorpius rolled his eyes, inwardly resigning himself to his fate as the partner of a member of the Potter-Weasley family. He levelled a narrow-eyed glare at his Slytherin who was still watching him uncertainly, then sighed, "Come here."

Al gladly moved himself to sit on Scorpius's lap, his fingers carding through fine white-blond hair, "I know it isn't what you're used to." He started to say, but the Ravenclaw cut him off by grabbing hold of the hand in his hair and bringing it to his lips, "I'll get used to it." He said evenly, and Al felt joy and hope rise up within him.

He leaned forward to press light kiss on Scorpius's lips. Or rather, he'd meant for it to be a light kiss. When Scorpius deepened it, he melted into it, following the Ravenclaw as he lay back, straddling him. Scorpius let out a low groan as his erection became nestled between Al's cheeks, his hands reaching out to squeeze the round, taut muscle, parting it so he could press deeper into the crease.

Al shuddered, his breathing harsh as he enjoyed the sensation of Scorpius pressing against him. He reached down to undo his boyfriend's pants, his green eyes clouded with lust. Scorpius let him pull the thin barrier away, watching as Al rid himself of his own clothing as well before taking his position on top of his Ravenclaw again. This time when Scorpius's length pressed against him, wet and slippery, Al let out a loud moan, bearing down until the tip breached him. The pain made him grimace and before he could take in the rest of the length, Scorpius flipped them over, pulling out in the process.

Al whimpered, looking up into flashing grey eyes, "I need you." He murmured pleadingly.

Strong hands curled into his hair almost painfully and held fast, "I will not hurt you. Do you understand?" Scorpius's voice was dark and dangerous and it sent a shiver of apprehension through Al. He nodded meekly, his body trembling with need.

"Good." Scorpius muttered a lubrication spell, coating his fingers and length in it before tossing his wand aside. He probed Al's entrance, slipping two fingers inside, drawing a shaky breath from the Slytherin. Knowing that neither he nor Al had the patience for drawn-out foreplay at this point, Scorpius's movements were methodical and efficient, and in minutes he had Al writhing as all three of his fingers hit that bundle of nerves inside him repeatedly.

"E-Enough." Al moaned, arching up, "I-I want to come with you i-inside me."

"That can be arranged." Scorpius murmured, kissing his lover as he finally sheathed himself within him. The tight warmth made him want to come almost immediately but he drew a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He only had a few moments before Al grasped his ass and pulled him forward, making him thrust deeper into the Slytherin, drawing a blissful whimper from him.

It wasn't the slow and gentle experience Scorpius had intended to have with Albus when he first stepped into the room, but after the night they'd had, it was exactly what they needed; hard, fast and desperate. They dug their nails into one another, kissed fiercely and moved punishingly, working towards a climax so brilliant that when it came it blinded them with the sheer intensity of it.

They lay curled up together once they were done, still catching their breaths, Al's head resting on Scorpius's chest, listening to his racing heart, as the Ravenclaw's fingers combed gently through the Slytherin's long, tangled hair. Scorpius sighed, finally breaking their silence with a quietly voiced question, "Was it what you expected it to be?"

Al lifted his head to kiss Scorpius's jaw, "It was more."

Whatever remaining tension he'd been holding on to left Scorpius then, and he curled into his lover's form, holding him close and thanking Merlin for giving him such a precious gift.


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