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Scorpius doesn't like the dark, but there he is, hiding in some random person's shed. He's been in worst situations. Still, the darkness is almost suffocating and he actually hopes that someone finds him soon.

He lets out a breath he didn't realise he'd been holding as the door slowly creaks open.

"Thank goodness," he mutters, before someone screams and something crashes and he ends up with a trowel at his neck.

"Who," says someone, breathing hard, "the hell are you?"

"Who are you?" Scorpius responds, trying to make his neck smaller. He has nowhere else to back up; he's right against the wall.

"I asked first," the person says with a snarl.

"Scorpius Malfoy. I come in peace."

"I'm Albus. This is my shed. Why are you in here?"

"I was just playing hide and seek!"

Scorpius thinks that his answer surprises Albus so much that it makes him pulls away.

"What?" Albus says, drawing back. Scorpius takes a deep breath as he realises that there's no longer any trowel under his neck.

"I was in the park nearby, with my son. The kids convinced me to play hide and seek with them," Scorpius explains.

"Oh."

Then the shed is flooded with light and Scorpius can see Albus for the first time. He has messy black hair and glaring green eyes. His hand is on a chain that Scorpius didn't notice before. It wouldn't have mattered if he did; the light would have been too obvious.

"You want to come into the house? They'll never guess to look there."

Scorpius smiles and follows Albus out of the shed.

…

"So, you have a son?" Albus asks, pouring Scorpius a cup of lemonade.

"Yeah," he says, taking the glass. "I'm single though. My wife died last year."

Albus nods, looking over Scorpius intently. His green eyes don't look so glaring anymore.

"I also have a son. And I'm single. I adopted."

They're both quiet for a moment, before Albus says, "Hey, I know an even better hiding place."

"Really?" Scorpius asks. "Please tell."

"Taco Bell? Tuesday at eight? Just the two of us?"

Scorpius snorts. "Taco Bell?"

"What can I say? I like the basics," Albus responds with a smile and a shrug. "So?"

"Sure, why not?"

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