Wow..I meant to update a month ago. :/ So sorry this is late. This chapter was hard for me to write because it's sort of a filler chapter. Don't let that scare you away though; hopefully it's still interesting. :)

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Chapter 9

For the next week, Scorpius and Olivia were seen everywhere together during the day. The day after the Hogsmeade trip, Scorpius had asked Olivia with hidden uneasiness to be his girlfriend, and she said yes. Thus, they became an item - or rather, a "faux-item."

He and Albus had agreed that in order to appease Scorpius' father, Scorpius would date Olivia but wouldn't kiss her. And after hours, the two boys would sneak out of their dorms and meet in the towers to make up for lost time; this was feasible because Filch rarely went there on account of his cat being too old to walk up all those stairs. They loved this new plan because it was so daring and clandestine; and even though they were always fatigued the next morning, it was worth it. They were falling fast for each other.

Unfortunately, Olivia wasn't so pleased with not being able to snog her boyfriend, Scorpius. His refusing her made her more and more frustrated, and it was growing harder and harder for Scorpius to successfully refuse her.

One Tuesday after dinner, Olivia confronted him. Scorpius was working on his History of Magic assignment and joking around with his friends when he heard that infamous high-pitched whine, "Scorpius Hyperion!"

Dolohov and Goyle snickered. "Here comes the lion tamer with her whip," Dolohov whispered. Scorpius punched his friend in the arm, then hurried to Olivia, an annoyed look upon his face. "What?" He snapped.

Olivia huffed and crossed her arms. "We barely spoke at dinner. Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Merlin, I don't have to talk to you every damn second of the day. Quit being so needy," he exclaimed, just loud enough for his friends to hear. He had to be the alpha-male, after all. The Slytherin guys whooped and hollered. Olivia, however, did not look too pleased. Scowling, she yanked Scorpius to a more secluded corner of the common room. Then she hugged him and squeezed his ass.

Scorpius immeaditely flinched and shrugged her off. But that didn't faze Olivia because she then wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him.

"Wait, Olivia," Scorpius tried to resist her, but she just hugged tighter and kissed him more intensely. Scorpius panicked and shoved her away from him. "Stop!"

Olivia opened her mouth, then closed it, hurt and shocked. Biting her lip, she softly stated, "There's someone else."

Scorpius, careful not to let any sort of emotion show on his face, shook his head. "Of course not. I just don't feel like snogging right now."

"That's bullshit. We used to snog all the time. Scorpius Malfoy always feels like snogging."

Eh, she has a point, he agreed with her. But Scorpius just shrugged and leaned against the wall while trying to come up with a convincing lie.

"You're the one who asked me out, so I don't understand why you won't shag me. Merlin, it's not as though I have STDS!"

Well, considering the number of guys you've shagged, I wouldn't be too surprised. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head. He reached for Olivia's hands and held them while moving closer to her. In a sweet, convincing voice, he said, "Okay, this is going to sound so lame, but the reason why I've been keeping a distance is because you've been with so many guys. And every time we've made out, we weren't serious. I want things to be different; I want to be serious with you." He gently stroked her hands.

"I am serious, Scorpius," she softly said, anxiously fingering the tassels on his belt. "I've only ever wanted to be with you."

Scorpius straightened up as her fingers brushed across his pants. He placed his hand under her chin and lifted it so that she met his gaze. "You need to prove it to me."

Olivia thought about it for a moment then smiled. She leaned into him, taking in his cologne and seductively whispered in his ear, "I will be the best damn girlfriend you've ever had, and by the end of the week, you won't be able to resist me." She kissed him on the neck and gently nibbled. Then her wet lips moved back to his ear. "And I'm only willing to go sober because you're so sexy." And with that, she left, leaving a very uncomfortable Scorpius standing in the darkness. He shuddered and cursed his father.

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Albus had been lying on his bed reading The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of Nicholas Flamel when Andrew bursted through the door. "I love you, mate!" He shouted as he jumped onto his best friend. "I love everyone! I even love Professor Spinx, our potions professor!"

Albus, too shocked to say anything intelligent, muttered, "Hein?"

Andrew's face was flushed with joy as he exclaimed, "I have a girlfriend! I asked Arabelle. I didn't even mean to; it just slipped out. But she said yes!"

Albus blinked a couple of times before the realization of what Andrew had just announced hit him. Then he broke out in a big grin. "That's great! I can't believe you had the balls to ask her. Nice job, mate!"

"And I owe it all to you. We should celebrate!"

Albus grinned, shaking his head at how excited his friend was. Arabelle Trotsky was officially Andrew's first girlfriend. "Calm down, man, you're going to have a heart attack from all the excitement."

"Right, I am a bit dizzy," Andrew said as he laid in the bed next to Albus and smiled. "She's a great snogger," he absently remarked. Albus stifled a chuckle. Then Andrew got a panicked look upon his face and sat up. "Wait, what if I'm a bad snogger? And what do I do now that she's my girlfriend? Should I give her space? Bring her flowers?" He looked to Albus for answers.

Albus hit Andrew in the head with his pillow and exclaimed, "Stop being such a girl. Everything's going to be fine. She likes you so just be yourself and play it cool."

Andrew bit his lip, then slowly nodded his head, reassured. "Roger that," he saluted.

Albus shook his head again and picked up his book. He read two lines when he realized that Andrew was still staring at him. He put down his book and turned to face his zany friend. "Can I help you?"

Andrew shrugged then leaned back. He nonchalantly asked, "Where were you last night? You left around 11:00."

Albus frowned and retorted, "None of your business, mum."

Andrew crossed his arms under his head and, still as nonchalant as possible, said, "You know, you've seemed pretty excited yourself." Albus stared at his friend, uncomfortable, for he knew where this might lead. Andrew continued, "Tilly and I were talking the other day and she swears that she saw you and some bloke holding hands and snogging in the towers."

"Why was she up there? Was she spying on me?"

"Eh, that's beside the point," Andrew quickly said. "You can deny it no longer. Albus Potter fancies someone!"

Albus groaned and scowled. "Please let this alone."

Andrew mimicked Albus' scowl, his grin completely wiped off his face. He huffed, "Al, I'm your best friend. Why won't you tell me?"

Another groan, louder this time, came from out his throat. He hated keeping a secret from his best friend, but he couldn't tell anyone. Albus had to respect Scorpius' wishes. "Let it alone," he said more firmly. Andrew narrowed his eyes, clearly upset. He got off of Albus' bed and folded his arms, about to leave. "Fine. But you know, if you're ashamed of him, you probably shouldn't be dating him." He paused, then began walking out the door. Just as he was almost completely out, Albus abruptly stated, "I'm not- I'm not ashamed of him." He got up and faced his friend. "I just can't tell you."

Andrew turned around and walked closer to Albus, a frown still upon his face. "Why? We tell each other everything. I won't care who it is, even it's Lysander."

Albus cracked a small grin at the name, Lysander; then he cringed, remembering that awful date.

"Merlin's beard, you're dating Lysander?!" Andrew exclaimed.

"What? No, eugh, hell no!"

Andrew gave a sigh of relief. "Who could possibly be worse than greasy Lysander?"

Albus paused. He was about to do it. It was going to come out like word vomit. All this secrecy for the past couple months would be ruined. He opened his mouth and the one word, three syllables automatically came out soft but clear, "Scorpius."

Andrew chuckled and nodded his head. "You're right, that is worse. Could you imagine? I don't think he has a gay bone in his body." Albus' face fell; he couldn't tell Andrew. But it took all of two seconds for Andrew to realize what Albus had actually meant. His eyes widened and all he said was, "Holy shit."

Albus grimaced and nodded in confirmation.

Andrew was silent for a minute or two, hoping that Albus would break out in a smile and say, 'Just kidding!' But Albus didn't, and the look on his face was very serious and somber. Finally, Andrew found his voice and pleaded, "Al, please, please tell me you're joking." But Albus shook his head no. "Why? How? He's so foul! And not to mention completely straight!"

"Well, he's actually not straight." Andrew sat down, about to have another almost heart attack. "And he's not so foul, not when I got to know him."

"What?" Andrew asked in disbelief. "You two have been enemies since the first day you two met. And now you're snogging him?" Albus realized that he'd have to explain everything in full detail to the drama king. He shut the door and went over to Andrew. "Look, I'll tell you everything. But first you have to promise to not tell Tilly. This has to be a secret."

"Oh, so he's ashamed of you, is it?"

"Andrew, please."

"Fine, fine. I promise."

Albus sighed, then said, "Well, I've always been attracted to him, but I covered it up by being mean to him. And it worked, since we were destined to be enemies anyway. But then I was down at the lake two or so months ago and..."

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It was after 11:30. Lights were out and everyone was sleeping soundly. Except for one.

Albus crept upstairs to the seventh floor, careful not to get caught. He was completely in the dark, letting only the moon light his path so as not to upset the paintings. Albus arrived and saw Scorpius leaning against the wall in the hallway, out of sight. He hugged Scorpius and murmured, "Miss me?" Scorpius smiled and tenderly kissed Albus' cheek. "Of course." Scorpius caressed the back of the Gryffindor boy's head and kissed him on the lips. They made out for what seemed like a blissful eternity, twirling their tongues in sync, massaging each other's stomach, neck, and back. Then their shirts came off. Albus pulled down Scorpius' pants as Scorpius pulled down Albus'.

"I, er, brought a condom, and, er, some lube," Scorpius shyly whispered. Albus' eyes widened. "But only if you're ready," Scorpius added. Albus had wanted this for awhile now; he felt ready, but he had to confess something first. He held Scorpius' hands and whispered, "Um, I told Andrew about us. I'm really sorry; he kept getting on my case and was getting angry with me."

Scorpius bit his lip, not sure what to say. "Oh," was all that came out.

"I'm sorry," Albus softly said, praying that he didn't upset Scorpius.

Scorpius lightly rubbed Albus' hands and smiled. "It's okay. I can trust Andrew. But no one else can know."

Albus nodded in agreement, then kissed Scorpius. Scorpius pulled away and said, "But as long as we're confessing, um, Olivia sort of kissed me. She was getting angry with me, too. But I didn't enjoy it at all, and it was just like a quick peck."

Albus frowned and briefly looked away from Scorpius' intense stare. "I thought we agreed on no kissing."

"I know, I know. And I'm really sorry. But with this sex fiend, it's hard to keep her off of me. But I think I've come up with a plan that will keep her from trying to shag me for awhile."

Albus nodded. He wasn't upset, just confused. Suddenly, something that Andrew had said to him earlier popped in his head. "Scorpius, you aren't ashamed of me, are you?"

Scorpius placed his hands on Albus' hipbones, moving him closer to the Gryffindor, shaking his head. "Of course not!" Then he kissed Albus on the lips. "Albus, you are the best thing that's ever happened to me. I feel like more myself than I have with anyone. I could never be ashamed of you."

Albus, relieved and overjoyed, smiled and kissed the Slytherin back. Then he grabbed the lube and condom and sensually whispered in Scorpius' ear, "I want you inside of me." Scorpius kissed Albus, grinning, as he took his and Albus' boxers off.

:) Aren't I mean for not going in detail? Maybe if you review, I will be more inclined to do so next time.

Will there be a next time? Is Scorpius telling Albus the truth? Will Andrew spill to Tilly? You'll just have to keep reading and waiting for more updates. :) Tell me your thoughts and you'll get a free copy of The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of Nicholas Flamel. tehe