Draco managed to pull himself enough together to get upstairs with little assistance from Scorpius and Harry. When the trio reached what Harry assumed to be Draco's bedroom, Scorpius put a hand on Harry's chest to prevent him from entering.

"I'll be right back," he whispered, following his dad into the room.

This was fine by Harry as he had no desire to actually put Draco to bed. He paced away from the now closed bedroom door, taking in the space. He'd never been to the first floor of Malfoy Manor before, only the ground floor…and the dungeons. He shook the thought.

The entire first floor seemed connected by an endless corridor. A runner carpet stretched the length of it, an ornate repeating pattern of black, gold, and light blue. Slumbering portraits of Malfoys and landscapes of Devon and the Normandy Coast lined the papered walls. There was an occasional window peeking out into the early autumn night.

The bedroom door opened and shut, and Scorpius walked towards him.

"How is he?" Harry whispered.

"Passed out."

Harry nodded. "He was really drunk."

"Yeah," Scorpius said distantly, looking past Harry to the window. Their reflections were more visible than the outside world. "Come on, I want to change before we go back."

Scorpius hooked an arm through Harry's and led him towards the opposite end of the house.

"Do you live here?" Harry asked, fairly certain he did not, based on previous comments.

"No, but he left my room set up so I can visit whenever I want…or he needs me."

Once they passed the landing of the grand central staircase they'd climbed earlier, the air seemed to change. Scorpius relaxed and the lamps all started to light on their own.

"Are they charmed?" Harry asked, still using a hushed voice.

"Yes, I hate darkness and quiet. This half of the first floor is protected by a Silencing spell," Scorpius explained at a normal volume.

He began to skip and sing the "Oooh" portion of New Order's "Temptation." His energy was contagious, and Harry hurried to catch him by the hand and spin him around. Scorpius kept singing, louder now, as Harry spun him while they progressed down the long hall.

"Oh, you've got green eyes! Oh, you've got blue eyes! Oh, you've got grey eyes!"

Harry caught Scorpius by the waist as he paused mid-rotation to look at Harry and ended up wobbling off his center. Scorpius grinned, not missing the beat in his head as he stepped close to Harry and sang, "Oh you've got green eyes."

Running his thumb over Scorpius' waist, Harry sang back playfully, "Oh, you've got blue eyes, no, you've got grey eyes."

They were looking into one another now, the song seemingly forgotten until Harry cupped Scorpius' face and sang softly, "And I've never seen anyone quite like you before."

Scorpius wrapped his arms around Harry and sang, "No I've never met anyone quite like you before."

Their lips met. Harry had never felt so alive. It was like the comfort of a warm fire and the exhilaration of speeding towards the snitch at once. Like nostalgia and adventure. Like he was home. He wanted more. He wanted everything Scorpius was willing to give. He wanted to never let go of him.

He pulled Scorpius closer, so their chests touched. Scorpius moaned softly, his tongue finding its way into Harry's mouth and his hands running the length of Harry's back over and over. Harry thread his fingers through the silky strands of Scorpius' hair, the gel so expensive it wasn't even noticeable to the touch. He gripped his waist tighter and stepped even closer to Scorpius, pressing their lower bodies together. They both inhaled sharply at the physical pleasure.

"I've wanted to do this since Boxing Day," Harry said.

Scorpius gave him a peck and smirked. "I've wanted to do this for almost a decade."

Harry noticed the bit of bare wall behind him and started walking them towards it. "A decade? You mean to say I could have had you for the last ten years?"

"I'm sure it's for the best we waited. You would've hated me then. I still needed to grow the fuck up."

"Actually," Harry said, pressing Scorpius' back against the wall and thinking of how long it took him to get over his divorce. "So did I."

They were kissing again, heavily, and Harry began thrusting against Scorpius, making small groaning noises as it felt so good.

"Should we go to my room?" Scorpius asked.

"No. Take off your pants," Harry said gruffly. Scorpius' eyes widened and Harry's insides panicked. "Is this too fast?"

"No, no!" Scorpius shook his head vehemently. "No, it was just…so hot."

Harry laughed. "I have my moments."

"You have no idea," Scorpius breathed. He bit his lower lip, grinning, and started to unbuckle Harry's belt. Harry gripped his wrists and pulled them away, pinning them to the wall above Scorpius' head.

"I said your pants."

Scorpius stared up at him, his eyes now dark with lust.

"I'll need my hand for that," he said.

Harry released his right hand and Scorpius reached inside his dress robes for his wand. He cast a Summoning charm then held his hand outstretched towards the end of the hallway that housed his bedroom. Thirty seconds later, as Harry nibbled on his earlobe, he caught a potion bottle and shoved it into Harry's chest. Harry wrapped his fingers around it and slid it into his trouser pocket without moving his teeth from Scorpius' ear. A few moments later he felt his tie loosening and his shirt unbuttoning.

"You're very naughty," he growled softly against Scorpius' ear as he disarmed him and tossed the wand aside.

"I already took my pants off," Scorpius protested, kicking them aside for emphasis.

Harry reached into Scorpius' robes and wrapped around his cock. It was so solidly hard he could actually feel it throb in his grip. He gave it a tug. Scorpius moaned. Harry repeated. Scorpius moaned louder. Harry pulled again, biting his earlobe as he did, and Scorpius gave a breathy exhale with his moan.

Harry let go of his cock and gripped Scorpius' right forearm instead, pinning it above his head beside his left arm. He looked down at him, locking in his gaze with an intensity he usually saved for interrogations. Scorpius quivered beneath him, breathing deeply with his lips wantonly parted.

"Do you want me to fuck you against this wall?" Harry asked him.

"Yes."

Harry kissed him slowly, fully, relishing the fact that Scorpius couldn't use his hands. He could feel the air heat between them, emanating from his bare chest as his shirt hung open. The fabric brushed over his nipples in a way it didn't when it was buttoned, and he became even more aroused. Scorpius' face stretched towards his so he could push his tongue deeper in Harry's mouth.

Harry pulled away, lightly biting his tongue as it slid out. Scorpius huffed, almost the sound a pout might make, though he wasn't pouting.

Harry pulled out his wand and disrobed Scorpius entirely, other than his dress shoes, then fully removed his own shirt and tie. He finished unbuckling his belt and slid down his trousers and pants enough to expose himself.

Scorpius stared. It was almost as if he'd forgotten he was entirely naked himself. And that was a sight actually worth staring at, Harry felt. He approached his pale skinned body and ran his hands over the lean muscles.

"You are stunning."

Scorpius swallowed hard. "You are, too."

Harry turned him around to face the wall and marveled at the trimness of his back. Placing Scorpius' arms above his head again, palms to the wall, he leaned against him, so their bare skin was flush together. He kissed his spine, right in the space between his shoulder blades, and Scorpius let out a heady breath.

Harry reached into his pocket for the potion bottle Scorpius had summoned, correct in his assumption it was lube, and opened it. He wet his cock with a thin layer of the efficient potion before running two lubed fingers over and around Scorpius' opening. Harry slid a finger inside him, quickly adding a second as he seemed somewhat opened up already.

"When did you last fuck?" Harry asked.

"Er, it's been awhile. More than a year," Scorpius said awkwardly. "Why?"

"You just seem like you had recently. Like today."

"Oh, erm, well, I masturbated this morning." Scorpius' face and neck started turning red.

"Did you? So did I." Harry smirked and began fingering him. "What were you thinking about?"

Scorpius inhaled at Harry's efforts and Harry watched his muscles become tauter as he worked him harder.

"You," Scorpius finally replied in a breath.

"And how is the real thing comparing?" Harry pulled out his fingers and positioned himself at Scorpius' opening.

"This is much hotter."

"I agree," Harry said and pushed into him.

Scorpius gripped into the wall and Harry steadied his momentum at a slow ease-in by holding onto Scorpius' hips. Finally, he was fully inside him.

"You ok?" Harry asked, kissing his back again.

"Yeah, the lube really helped."

"Oh? Not the masturbation?" Harry asked as he slid back out and then thrust in again gently, but faster.

Scorpius laughed. "Don't get cocky."

Harry chuckled once and nuzzled against Scorpius' back, thrusting into him again. He stayed there, kissing the smooth skin while he fucked him slowly. It felt magical. Like at Hogwarts when he would wake up earlier than sunrise and watch it come up over the highlands.

He kissed up Scorpius' spine and across his neck, landing on the hollow just below his ear before trailing kisses to his cheek. Scorpius turned into him to meet his lips and Harry adjusted his legs and hold on his hips. Their kisses were tender, sensual. Harry began to thrust in harder, faster. The kissing heated to match, becoming wet and heavy. Their tongues entwined and Harry pounded into him. Scorpius was moaning into his mouth and Harry breathing hard. Finally, they parted lips and Harry groaned loudly as he picked up intensity from this freed-up angle.

"Oh, Merlin!" Scorpius yelled out.

Harry went even harder. His trousers slid off him to the floor, his pants soon to follow, the vibrations of this rhythm were too much for them to stay up. He'd forgotten how sex like this felt. He'd actually forgotten how mind-blowing it could be. And a small part of him, which he decided to ignore for the time being, wondered if he'd ever had good sex before right now.

After ten minutes or so of this pace, Scorpius cried out desperately, "Harry! Touch me, please!"

Harry went deep into him, leaning his sweaty chest against his sweaty back and reaching around to ensconce Scorpius' cock in his hand.

"Oh!" Scorpius uttered.

Harry yanked hard and Scorpius moaned incredibly loudly. So, Harry repeated the motion exactly, sliding out and into him fast as he balanced entirely using his left hand on Scorpius' hip.

Scorpius was screaming out Harry's name repeatedly, and Harry found this so hot that he started to orgasm without warning.

"Oh, shit, shit, shit, fuck!" he yelled as he came.

"Harry, fuck! Harry! Harry! Har—!" Scorpius' bursting moan cut off the word as he orgasmed. He soiled the wall and dripped out in sticky surges over Harry's hand.

They stood there, trembling with spent pleasure, Harry's face buried into Scorpius' back and Scorpius' flush to the wallpaper. Finally, Harry kissed him on the cheek and pulled out of him. Scorpius turned around, his lips finding Harry's wordlessly.

They kissed affectionately for long enough that Harry was completely lost in it. Scorpius seemed to be too because when they finally parted mouths, he simply uttered, "Mmm" and smiled with relaxed muscles. Harry smiled back at him, suddenly feeling even more fulfilled than he had a moment ago. He wasn't sure how that was possible. His heart seemed to be swelling beyond the capacities of his chest.

"That was perfect," Scorpius eventually said in a soft voice, almost as if he was recording it for himself as much as he was telling Harry.

Harry warmed further, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead to Scorpius'. "You're perfect."

They stayed like that awhile, breathing each other in, until Scorpius leaned fully against the wall and Harry murmured, "You were going to change clothes."

"I suppose I'm midway through that process." Scorpius smirked, pushing himself off the wall and leaning over to pick up their clothing and his wand.

He didn't dress, instead carrying it all towards his room. Harry hurried to pull up his pants and trousers so he could follow, casting a quick cleaning spell on the wall and his hand.

Scorpius' room felt entirely different from the rest of the manor and almost frozen in the year 2022. Posters of Muggle bands and Quidditch players from the late 2010s—all male except for one of the entire 2017 Wimbourne Wasps team—plastered the walls. Framed photos of Scorpius and Albus from Hogwarts days littered every surface available and Harry was more than glad he'd fucked him in the hallway. There was no way he could've stayed hard in here.

"Sorry, I didn't really expect to be in here tonight," Scorpius said as he tossed the clothing on the bed.

Harry reached for his shirt and tie while Scorpius disappeared into a walk-in closet.

"Where's the toilet?" Harry called to him.

"Through here," Scorpius called back.

Harry entered the closet, which was actually a hallway cleverly repurposed, and found Scorpius in the bathroom on the other end. He had turned on the shower.

"I won't be long. I just am so sweaty. You can pee, I don't mind," Scorpius said, stepping out of his shoes and socks.

"Can I shower too?"

"Together?" Scorpius asked with concern.

"I doubt there's time for that." Harry grinned and Scorpius blushed.

"Of course, yeah. I won't be long."

Scorpius stepped into the water and rushed through his routine. Harry got a semi-erection watching him, especially when he went to clean his ass and his mouth pulled into what could only be described as a dreamy smile.

Harry undressed, realizing Scorpius was nearly done and time was of the essence. They'd already been gone at least thirty minutes. He had to be back to send off his son, and certainly so did the Best Man

"All yours," Scorpius said, emerging with a towel in hand. "There's another towel there."

He pointed to the hook by the shower door.

"Thanks." Harry smiled, kissing him lightly on the lips as they passed.

The shower had posh body wash and no bar soap. Harry didn't want to waste it, so he only used a small amount, attempting to lather it on his chest hair. The whole situation was awkward, especially as he realized he and Scorpius were going to smell the same. Would anyone even notice that? He'd certainly only noticed how one person smelled tonight, other than the stench of alcohol on Draco, of course.

He shook the thought and finished washing quickly, really only needing to rinse off the smell of sex. People were much more likely to notice a prolonged absence than the fact he and Scorpius smelled like the same body wash.

While Harry dried off and got dressed, Scorpius reentered the bathroom in new dress robes going to the sink to do his hair. When he finished, Harry was still tying his tie.

"Here, let me do it."

Scorpius rushed the task this time, giving the knot a little pat when he finished.

"I don't know how you survived Hogwarts not being able to tie a tie."

"Well, technically I was a horcrux at the time, so I would've had to have been destroyed beyond magical repair to actually perish."

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "You must think you're really adorable."

"Only on Saturdays."

Scorpius kissed him. "We need to go."

They reentered the reception lobby by Floo and found it far more crowded than before. The reception was clearly winding down.

"Oh good, you're back!" James called, jogging over to them. "We're doing the send-off soon, but Teddy's still decorating the carriage."

"You're not helping?" Harry found it hard to believe James would shy away from such shenanigans.

"Oh, Dad, of course I was helping," he said with exasperation then lowered his voice. "George, Ron and Teddy are putting on the finishing touches and I'm running interference."

"Nothing too embarrassing, right?" Scorpius asked with alarm.

James clapped a hand on each of their shoulders with a dramatic sigh. "Has anyone told you two that you worry too much?" He leaned closed and sniffed the air between them, then sniffed each of them. "Why do you guys smell like you just showered together?"

"My dad vomited all over us, so we each got a shower," Scorpius said easily.

Harry kept his mouth shut, Scorpius' lie falling out so gracefully before he could even think one up.

"Well, that's gross. Is he ok?"

"Sure. He'll be hungover tomorrow pretty badly." Scorpius shrugged. He looked at Harry and said, "I'm gonna go find Albus and help keep him distracted until the carriage is ready."

"Okay," Harry said, unsure how exactly to behave now that they'd had sex and had formed, in his estimation anyway, a deeper emotional bond. Were they together now? He felt they were, but nothing had been discussed.

Scorpius gave his waist a light stroke and then wandered away. James slid an arm around Harry's shoulder once he was gone.

"I'm happy for you."

"For what?" Harry asked, trying to mask his alarm. He hardly thought Scorpius' brief touch was obvious or revealing, especially after they'd been dancing together so much that night.

James laughed, leaning his head against his dad's. "You know what."

"I really haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about."

"Uh huh, sure, sure. You're a terrible liar, Dad."

Harry shrugged his son off and shot him a look, waggling his eyebrows once with a grin. "Am I?"

James' face split into a wide grin that matched Harry's. He leaned close to say in a hushed tone, "Okay, but don't tell anyone else because we have a pool going on when it would happen, and I bet after the wedding. Teddy can't beat me!"

"Teddy bet on mid-wedding? That's rather specific."

"No, he said sometime before the end of the wedding reception. Which was more inclusive than Uncle Ron's bet of before the wedding."

"Ron bet?!" Harry shook his head, laughing. "Regardless, you shouldn't be gambling at all. What would your mother say?"

"Are you really asking that?" James snickered.

Harry covered his face with a groan. "She's not in the pool, is she?"

"Merlin, no! She'd go nuts if she knew."

"You guys always think your mum is so delicate. I assure you, if she knew there was a pool going, she would've asked Scorpius his plans and bet accordingly."

"But that's cheating!"

"Is it? It's just strategy." Harry shrugged.

"Sounds Slytherin to me."

"You're just mad you lost." Harry grinned. "Well, I'm off to find Teddy and Ron to see what help they need."

"Don't tell them!"

"Sure, sure. I won't."

"Dad!"

"I hope I was worth a lot," Harry said breezily as he walked away.

"Not really! You're just a cheap old man! Ugh, wait!" James ran after him.

Teddy, George, and Ron entered the lobby right then, hurrying to James and Harry.

"All set?" Harry asked.

"They're going off with a bang!" George whispered excitedly.

"Al won't get hurt, right?" Harry frowned.

George rolled his eyes. "Why would I hurt my favorite nephew and my best mate's son?"

"Oi! I'm your favorite nephew!" James protested.

"How's Malfoy?" Ron asked Harry.

"Fine. Drunk."

"You were gone awhile…" Teddy said leadingly.

"Draco threw up on us, so we showered before returning."

Everyone looked at James.

"What?" James asked.

"You told him!" Teddy protested.

"I did not!"

"Told me what?" Harry asked.

Silence and furtive looks followed. Harry fought a laugh.

"He's so full of shit. Oh my god, you won, Teddy!" Ron cried.

"You're an absolute arse, Ron," Harry said, shoving him playfully. "I can't believe you participated!"

"Oi, I was the only one who had faith in your skills," Ron protested.

"Clearly your faith was misplaced," James quipped, and Teddy snorted.

Harry smacked James in the chest.

"What'd James do now?" Albus asked, approaching their group with Ben and Scorpius.

"Nothing!" all of them but Harry said at once.

Scorpius laughed, shaking his head. Harry eyed him, but he just grinned mischievously.

"I don't even want to know," Ben said.

"So, you two lovebirds ready?" James asked.

"I think so," Albus said, looking at Ben, who nodded.

"I'll gather the masses then!" James exclaimed and used the Sonorous charm to announce the grooms' upcoming departure.

Scorpius and Teddy distributed bubbles to everyone, and Harry went with Albus and Ben into the ballroom. Ginny, Dennis, and Lily were inside with Lee and Alicia, who all brightened as they entered.

"Oh, good, you made it back. We were worried," Ginny said to Harry.

"Everything's fine. Draco just needed to get home a bit early."

"His poor son," Dennis murmured.

"He seems fine," Harry said with a reassuring smile, desperately trying not to think about Scorpius naked against the wall. To distract himself he asked, "Did Abby leave?"

"Yes, had to get the girls to bed. Geoff took Simon home too," Lee explained.

"Okay, we'll bring all your stuff from here home. You boys can grab it whenever," Alicia said to Ben and Albus. "What time is your portkey tomorrow?"

"Eleven," Ben replied. He kissed his mum on the cheek. "Love you, Mum."

He moved on to hugging Lee, and Albus followed as Ben came to say goodbye to the Potters and Creeveys. Finally, Albus was in Harry's embrace, thanking him for everything and telling him he loved him. Harry went to release him, but Albus held on tighter, moving his mouth flush to Harry's ear.

"And Dad," he said far too quietly for anyone to hear other than Harry. "If you hurt him, I will personally hunt you down and kill you."

A tingle slid down Harry's spine from both fear and excitement. Albus knew. He knew and he hadn't forbidden it from continuing. His words were unnecessary though. The painful truth, as Harry had thoroughly come to learn, was that Harry didn't hurt other people; they hurt him.

Of course, he couldn't say that here. Not in front of Ginny and certainly not to Albus when the person in question was who saved his son's life more than once. He couldn't say that he, Harry, was actually the person that everybody should be worried for, especially with how much of a catch Scorpius was. He'd likely bore of Harry within the month and leave him for someone young and beautiful, someone more like himself. And it would be Harry who was alone again in a four-bedroom house. Harry who was hurt.

In any case, he knew he wouldn't hurt Scorpius, so he stepped back to look at his son and said in sincerity, "I understand."

Albus smiled and nodded, and then moved to hug his sister. They all went back out to the lobby where the crowd had formed a corridor for the grooms to pass through. Bubbles filled the space, and Ben said loudly to them, almost sounding like his father, "Thank you everyone, and goodnight." He raised up his and Albus' joint hands and they all cheered. The newlyweds dashed through the bubbles out to the waiting Aethonan-drawn carriage and the group followed them outside into the drive.

The chestnut winged horses took off fast, whipping around the building towards the drop-off that gave way to the view of the loch.

"Come on!" George called, leading the run through the ballroom to the large back patio. Not everyone kept up, especially the elders who hadn't yet gone home, but Harry was enough in shape to keep up. James and Teddy rushed ahead, but Scorpius kept at his side as they emerged into the cool night.

The carriage was flying now, lit up by the moonlight reflecting off the loch. The fireworks exploded and spelled out the words: Just Married…Off to shag now!

The culprits howled with laughter and the cousins all cheered. Lee's voice could be heard above the others saying, "Fred would've loved this," to which George replied, "No, he would've said it wasn't rude enough." Everyone agreed.

Scorpius moaned, his face in his hands. "Oh, Dumbledore, no! Albus will be so embarrassed."

"Actually," Harry said, pulling Scorpius' hands down. "I think Dumbledore would've gotten a chuckle out of this."

"I'll have to take your word for it since I wasn't alive then." Scorpius smirked.

Harry put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him tight to his side, leaning his head on Scorpius' while they watched the carriage fly away.

As it disappeared into the horizon, Harry asked, "Do you want to come over?"

"Can I stay the night?" Scorpius asked, hopeful.

Harry turned to him. "You can stay with me as long as you'd like."

Scorpius smiled and Harry met his lips. They kissed there in front of everyone until Lily patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Get a room, Dad."

He and Scorpius laughed lightly and separated some. Harry didn't check to see who else was watching, he merely took Scorpius' hand and asked, "Are you ready to go?"

Scorpius nodded and Harry disapparated them to his home.