Prompt: Treehouse
Word Count: 123
Summary: Albus Potter has a treehouse
Albus Potter had always loved his treehouse.
He had loved it while he and his father had clumsily attempted to built it—they had only really made progress when they called his mother.
He loved it during the during pretty much all of his childhood, when he had hid up here and enjoyed the peace that came from not being next to James—his brother was afraid of heights.
Once James was off to Hogwarts, Albus loved the comfort and the familiarity the place had by then. All the little trinkets that had made their way up here over the years and the memories connected to them.
And now, Albus loved the privacy it gave him and Scorpius to snog in peace and without interruption.
