"Happy Birthday Scor…"

The green-eyed twit needed to learn to sleep in his own bed…

Louis, Aurora and Rosie had taken to alternating with Al when I didn't let him stay with me, which ended up only making for a noisy mess. After awhile Albus merely started to undo each of the enchantments I had placed on the bed to keep him out. Cheeky bugger. Which meant we shared our bed almost nine times out of ten.

"Good morning… and same to you." I shot back, turning to examine the twit at my side. Al's face was half buried in the pillow and only his left eye was visible. Like this he looked altogether too kind and gentle to have been placed in Slytherin. 'A cute little lion cub'

In front of his face sat a small box, wrapped and ribboned.

I thought I told you…

"Al I said no presents." I mumbled without moving… well since I had planned on giving him something outrageous anyway before I had even known it was his birthday I couldn't really fault him. "Oh its already yours to begin with and it was the only thing worth enough for me to gift to my Best Mate so… just take it." He offered to me, smiling.

"Al I already told you... the stone…"

"You found it. It's yours, you should know better than to second guess these things… I shouldn't have even agreed to hold onto it." He said pushing the small box closer to me. Al had just given me one of the three Deathly Hallows… wow. I couldn't yet tell him the real reason I feared possessing the stone. I would rather eat glass than be haunted by Ella's ghost...

"Maybe I should kill you so we can find out if it works…" I mused, teasing the silly brunet. I realized my mistake as if a brick had fallen onto my head.

"Awww, I'm important enough for you to think you'd see me of all people?" Al asked grinning madly. He looked like he was going to hug me. I'd have lit him on fire had he tried.

"Slip of the tongue… nobody I know has died so you'd be the only one." I lied quickly, thinking of her sweet laugh.

"What? Then how can you see thestrals?"

"Urahafhaghahg… it's our birthday and this is the first time its fallen on a weekend in years… I would like to get some sleep! It's entirely too early in the morning for your brain and its blasted xray capabilities." I complained, turning away from Al. Blasted brain...

All of a sudden I felt his arm come to snake around me. I wonder why he's so familiar? Why does he think he can touch me so casually?

"Aww Scor, you're just upset that I got you something soo cool and you left me high and dry…yeoww" he yelled when I stabbed him with my wand… Merlin I'm happy the thing is always under my pillow.

The twit half jumped but didn't actually let go of me. I'm glad he had dropped his questioning without pushing me. I'm certain his mind had come to several conclusions already and yet he had respected my wish not to talk about the thestrals. Much too kind for a Slytherin.

"Besides I did get you something twit… it's just that I have to ask Father in person if I'm actually allowed to give it to you. He would notice if it was gone otherwise." I finished indignantly fingering the ring on my finger… that would be a kingly gift indeed, I wondered if father would murder me if I gave away the nightfyre crystal. Al really was my best friend in the entire world. i'd be happy to give it to him.

"No you didn't. I told you I didn't want…"

"Shut up…this coming from the boy who gave me one of the Hallows… besides I was going to ask Father about this over hols before I even knew it was your birthday."

"Really? Oh… thanks... hey Scor… You don't think this is weird?" Al asked hesitantly, referring i'm sure to the event... and now our shared birthday.

"You've not brought the incident up since the train ride… Why?" I countered.

"Because we share a birthday too…and we've... heard each others true names…" He paused not wanting to actually say it… if he had I would have hexed him… he felt me shudder violently at the mention of it.

"What, you think something is coming? You think somehow fate has something shit planned for us? Bollocks." I huffed making my feelings on the matter plain. I wasn't sure I believed what I preached.

"Volo worries me and I also…"

"Has he done something?" I asked, shifting back to look at Al.

We were really close all of a sudden.

"No… its just that he scares me… I don't know why but he just does. I am also worried about the political nonsense the Valois seem determined to start." Al explained, staring into my eyes as though they were doing something strange. His were always doing something strange. I had never looked at them so closely before…his breath smelled of honey and mint and lemon...

"I would be lying if i told you you have no reason to be afraid of him, but he can't do anything without attracting attention to himself." I said slowly, still watching Al's eyes. They seemed to be whispering… he was going to be so mad when he eventually found out about Volo. Maybe I should tell him sooner rather than later...

"Purple now…" Al mumbled distractedly, looking at me as though I weren't real.

What was Purple?

Surely he meant silver, they were so unbelievably silver…i thought drowsily.

Suddenly I felt so tired that my eyelids had started to droop.

I heard a soft knock realizing after a moment that our foreheads had fallen against each other. His skin was really warm against mine.

"I don't know about you Al… uwaaaa… but I am going back to sleep" I offered, yawning mid sentence. I had never felt more tired in my life.

LPOV

"They aren't going to be awake for awhile, we should go for breakfast." Aurora whispered coming up behind me to observe the sleeping couple. "Scorpius always sleeps in on his birthday."

"Well Al likes to be up before everybody so he can think about things... like an aged philosopher… it's weird to see him sleep in." I countered.

"That is what's weird?" She asked, in her silliest tone, nodding in the direction of the bed.

This wasn't weird for Al. He loved to cuddle, it was in his nature, even James used to like it… I guess Scorpius didn't really let people do this.

A shared birthday was strange enough but they have been acting weird lately.

"I vote we take a picture and blackmail them with it later." Aurora offered seriously all of a sudden.

"You frighten me to an unimaginable degree Rory. Have I told you that before ma petite ange?" I asked shuddering.

"Aww, I'm the model Slytherin… so thank you mon petit Veela." She returned tickling the underside of my chin with her slender fingers… I shuddered again. This witch would be the death of half the male population. I simply knew it. Her aunt was quite the terror in her day i'd heard. She was immune to my veela magic which said something about her immediately. She was already much too fond of teasing the Scamander twins and Maximillian Macmillan too.

"How about I forego the blackmail in exchange for some info on Al?"

"I thought you were after Scor you crazy witch. Pick a boy already and stick to him."

"Well if I can't have one might as well steal the other."

"You, madam, are mental… absolutely mental."

"Oh and I don't even have to try…" she said laughing maniacally as she walked away. I turned back to watch the birthday boys slumbering away.

They almost looked as if… they were glowing. It must have been the strange light from lake water… they couldn't very well be glowing… I felt like I would stop aging if I watched them… They looked so peaceful it made me want to fall asleep too.

They looked so adorable there, in the soft pink glow.

Huhhh… I am starting to sound like maman… heavens forbid.