Coming Out To The Family.

All rights go to J.K Rowling. I own nothing but the plot.

Warning: Slash. And -uh - two swear words? Does that count as a warning?

Also, I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, even though it's only been, like, two weeks, but I planned to update last week, but just couldn't figure out how to continue, so instead of putting up a piece of horrible work, I waited a little for inspiration. I think I rewrote this around seven times, yet it's still rather crappy. I don't think there'll be another chapter after this. And if any of you are following any of my other stories, on either sites, A Valhalla Disaster should have another chapter up in a few days, Mythological Creatures, - on Wattpad, and probably on Fanfiction in around a week or something - which I wrote upon request, should have one up in one day. Read and Review, please. They inspire me to write more and tell me how to improve, so I really appreciate them. No flames, please. I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed, followed, or favorited this story. Anyway, without further ado . . . *Dramatic Pause* . . . THE CHAPTER!

"Literally everyone is here." Albus breathes to Scorpius, staring out at the burrow, where many people are bustling about.

"Surely not everyone." His boyfriend replies.

"Yeah." Al disagrees. "Look, even the Scamanders are here!"

"Oh, yeah." Scorpius surveys the crowd. "You're going to die telling them."

"Wow, that's encouraging." He shoots back, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"You are still telling the rest, right?" Scorpius checks.

"Well, yeah." Al frowns. "When do you have to be back?"

"Tomorrow morning, latest, Father said."

"Right."

"Though this is really a family event, Al, so -"

"Scorpius!" Ginny Potter née Weasley rounds the corner and smiles at the teens. "Come!"

"Really, Mrs. Potter, I shouldn't -"

"Nonsense! And call me Ginny. You're practically family, given how you're over so often." She winks, knowing why, and the two boys blushed.

"Mum!" Al cries, mortified.

She snickers. "I'll leave you two to it, then. Have fun." She turns and stalks away from the two Slytherins.

"Oh, gods." Albus groans, burying his head in his blistered hands.

Scorpius laughs softly and smirks.

"It's not funny!"

"It kinda is." Scorpius disagrees. "But whatever."

Al sighs, shaking his head in slight exasperation. "Come on."

Scorpius follows him as he enters the burrow, pushing the worn door open. He glances around; not much had changed since he had last been to the burrow. The dishes still washed themselves, a scrubber sliding around in the sink. The old grandfather clock on the wall had expanded over the decades; it now had dozens of more names, for the rest of the Weasley-Potter clan. It was clean for the most part; only specks of dust adorning the furniture and a few bags lying around makes the room slightly messy.

Scorpius follows Albus up the curving staircases of the burrow and into one of the many bedrooms. It has a bunk bed, complete with a black doona cover and quilt splayed across it, a white lamp in the dark of the room, and across from the bed, a bookshelf. It's piled with books of many topics and subjects. Scorpius sidles over to it.

"I still haven't finished Mcgonagall's homework." He says, tugging a leather bound book labeled Studies of Advanced Transfiguration and flipping it open, sifting through the thin, old parchment.

"Animals," he mutters at one page, and then, "Humans," and after, "Objects." He frowns up at Albus. "What was our homework again?"

Al rolls his emerald green eyes, the ones that match his Slytherin robes. "The theory of transfiguring a pillow into a table, Scorps." He sighs. "And, let me guess, you didn't bring parchment or ink either, did you?"

Scorpius mocks offence. "Of course I did!" He cries in outrage. "How could you think just a thing?!" He gasps theatrically and recoils from his boyfriend in fake anger, pretending to give hacking sobs at his accusation.

Al just laughs and shakes his head in exasperation.

"Okay, I didn't." Scorpius drops the mock act to stare at Albus.

Al's eyes shine. "And?" He teases.

"Can I borrow one?"

"Hmmm . . . I dunno, really." He sidles up to Scorpius and peers over to the open book, reading aloud.

"The concept of transfiguring a human into an animal is a fairly complex theory and process. You would need to make sure you get every bit right, otherwise the possibility of the spell going wrong is quite high." He reads a paragraph from the middle of the yellowing page and raises a dark eyebrow at the Malfoy. "We're not learning about human-animal transfiguration yet, Scorp."

"I know."

"So why were you on it?"

"I turned to a random page, okay?" He cries in defence.

Albus sighs. "You know what? While you're here, you're not studying. Do something."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Quidditch?"

"I-fine." Scorpius sets down the book and stands, brushing the non-existent dirt off his black pants, running a hand through his blonde hair.

"Okay!" Al says brightly, heading over to the door, and then feeling a tug on his arm. He frowns and turns to face his boyfriend, hardly having time to start to ask,

"Sco-" he breaks off as Scorpius presses his lips to Al's, his hands going up and twining themselves in Al's messy hair. Al instinctually wraps his arms around his boyfriend's waist without thought. He slides his tongue over Scorpius' bottom lip, requesting entrance and being granted. His tongue hits Scorpius' and the two battle for dominance. Scorpius leans back against the wall, Al pinning him there as his tongue explores the other's mouth. Neither hears the door open or the gasp.

"What - the - fuck?"

The teens break apart immediately at the sound of the voice, incredulous and shocked. Faintly, Al hears Scorpius mumble, "Ah, shit." Under his breath, and can't help but swear himself, too, as he whirls around to check who the intruder is.

Okay, one more chapter. Wasn't planning on it, but couldn't resist that mini cliffhanger. So fun, aren't they? Sorry it was so short. Anyway, the next chapter should be up tomorrow or the next day. Review, please. We're there any mistakes you found? If there was, I'll edit it and change them - I don't have a beta. Now, I'm off to start the next chapter on another one of my stories! Actually, no, I'm off to get chocolate. And probably listen to Green Day, Panic! At the Disco or Fall Out Boy. And then I'll start that chapter. Maybe while listening to it. Probably. Yes.

~Aegis12.