"I get it, now! Reign!"
The girl turned to glare at her boyfriend, who had interrupted her dinner. The Slytherins in the Great Hall, nosiness running through their veins, leaned in a little closer. Including, Ryan and Scorpius.
"Yes, Albus?"
Albus grinned, his emerald eyes shining in excitement, and Reign's glare softened.
"You add porcupine quills and bat wings, before you stir it counter-clockwise!"
Scorpius gave a small smile. Al, had been trying to figure out how to do that potion for a month, now.
Her friends giggled, and Reign raised an eyebrow.
"Al, what are you talking about?"
The boy pouted, although he would never admit it. How could she not remember the Boils' Potion, he'd been having trouble with? Scorpius would've-
Albus shook his head. Who cared what Scorpius would've done? He didn't care about him.
"The Boils' Potion! The one I've been having trouble with?"
Reign bit into an apple, and nodded.
"Okay. And?"
A few Slytherins chuckled, and Scorpius bit his lip. Albus glared at his girlfriend.
"And that's it."
"Fascinating.", she deadpanned, to the amusement of the Slytherin table.
Scorpius sighed. Albus had been working so very hard on learning that position, never once giving up. Despite what Al thought, he was a Slytherin at heart. Meaning, Albus had expected a congratulations, a celebration; he wasn't expecting ridicule.
Albus blinked back tears, as laughter rang throughout the table. Reign only looked slightly guilty when Albus snapped, "I thought you would care!"
"We're not Ravenclaws, Al. We don't care about a small achievement in your Potions class. And we're not Gryffindors, so why would we congratulate you? And we're definitely not a bunch of caring, soft, lovey-dovey Hufflepuffs. So, stop acting like one."
Albus snapped.
"What...is your fucking problem?"
Reign, as well as most of the table flinched. He was a Potter, after all.
"I don't have a problem."
"You obviously have a problem, being my girlfriend! I've been nothing but kind, and supportive of you. Not to mention, I've been telling you about this bloody potion for weeks, and not only do you not remember, you don't even give a fuck!"
Albus was standing now, his green eyes shining with anger. Scorpius, who was more than a little turned on at the sight, blushed.
"I just don't understand! Why can't you be more like-"
Albus stopped himself. Biting his lip, he sat down, turning away from Reign.
"Him? Why can't I be more like Scorpius?"
Silence enveloped the Slytherin table, some of the students shocked, others waiting for a response.
Albus gulped, but doesn't turn around. However, it doesn't make a difference. His dark blush, answers her question.
"I'm not Scorpius.", she snapped.
Rolling her eyes, she punches Albus' arm, forcing him to look at her.
"I'm Reign, and I will always be Reign. But you don't want Reign, and you never will. So, it's best we break up."
Albus mutely nodded, his embarrassment forgotten, due to her boldness.
"And if you want Malfoy so bad, take him from Ryan. My brother doesn't have the balls to defeat a Potter..." She smirks. "Or the balls to satisfy Scorpius, for that matter."
Scorpius blushed, while different emotions mixed throughout him. Embarrassment, shock, love...but for who?
Ryan stood up, and began yelling at his sister. "Shut up, Reign! I could beat Potter if I wanted, too!"
He glared at said boy. "And you're getting Scorpius over my dead body!"
Albus smirked, pulling out his wand. "Well, if you say so. I was just going to go with a jelly legs jinx, but if " Avada Kedavra"s are more your style, than-"
"Stop!"
The two boys dropped their wands, with one look at Scorpius' panicked face.
"Don't...fight over me. I just..."
Suddenly, Scorpius knew exactly what he wanted, and exactly who he loved. He wasn't going to bloody say it, though.
"Why wouldn't you want to boys fighting over you?", cried a Slytherin.
Albus cocked his head at Scorpius; they hadn't talked in so long.
"Who do you love, Scorp?"
Scorpius and Ryan gave him a startled look.
"What?"
"There's no reason to fight, if you already love one of us. Just tell us who you love, and this whole thing can be over."
Scorpius bit his lip, and looked down.
"Al, you know who I love. Don't make me say it in front of everyone, we're embarrassed enough, as it is."
Ryan and Albus shared a look, and for once it wasn't one full of hate; it was full of confusion.
Ryan cleared his throat.
"Scorpius, all three of us are embarrassed. That doesn't really narrow it down..."
"Albus already knows", he persisted. He then left the Great Hall without a word.
Ryan huffed, and looked at Albus for the answer. Albus only gave a sad shrug.
