Made you guys wait awhile, huh? Sorry about that..heh. Hopefully this chapter will be worth the wait though. :) And I think we're almost close to the end...probably five or so more chapters left.

Disclaimer: I own not the HP characters.

Warning: There is some foul content in this chapter.

Chapter 10

Scorpius and Albus, naked, were sleeping in each other's arms on the cold, hard floor, their clothes draped over their bodies as blankets. The sun was bright, its rays lighting up the whole hallway through the window. Scorpius opened his eyes, and after a minute of trying to figure out why he wasn't in his own bed, he shot up. "Shit!" He exclaimed. He turned to to Albus and shook him. "Al, Al, wake up!"

Albus groggily opened his eyes and yawned. He muttered something incomprehensible, then closed his eyes. Scorpius quickly put on his boxers and velvet green pajamas, then lightly kicked Albus. This kick jolted Albus awake. "What?" He snapped, cranky from being woken up. He was never a morning person. Then Al noticed the shining sun and his eyes widened. "What time is it?" He asked.

Scorpius glanced out the window and studied the sun for a moment. "Um, probably a little after six a.m."

Albus turned to Scorpius, then to the window. "How do you know that? There's no clock around."

"My mother taught me how to tell time by studying how high and how bright the sun is. My parents don't believe in clocks; says they're a muggle invention."

"Oh," Albus said as he started putting on his clothes. "Dammit, we're late for breakfast. And everyone's going to know that we're gone."

Scorpius shrugged, grabbed Albus by the waist, and lightly kissed his neck. "I had a great time last night."

Albus grinned, a warm buzz flooding throughout his body. "Me too," he whispered, "I'm glad you were my first." Scorpius kissed Albus on the lips, smiling. When they parted, Albus continued, "It was almost perfect, despite the lack of a bed."

Scorpius made little circles with his finger on Albus' arm. "I'll make next time more romantic. Maybe we could get away over winter break." This thought made Albus really happy; it had been a long time since Albus was this truly happy. "We'd better go." Albus said while kissing Scorpius. Scorpius groaned, but nodded.

With one last kiss, the two boys hurried to their common rooms. Albus quickly changed into his robes, brushed his teeth, and rushed to the Great Hall where everyone was finishing breakfast. He glanced at the Slytherin table and noticed that Scorpius hadn't arrived yet. As Albus approached the Gryffindor table, he saw his friends staring at him. "What?" He nonchalantly asked. "I slept in late."

Tilly had a smug look on her face that frightened Albus. "You never miss breakfast." Albus, taking a bite of a raisin bagel, worriedly glanced at Andrew, wondering if he had spilled about his relationship with Scorpius. Andrew, sensing what Albus was thinking, shook his head no. Then he pulled Albus out of the Great Hall, but not before Albus could grab his bagel; he was starving, after all.

"Hey, there's still five minutes left," Albus protested.

"Y - you slept with him, didn't you," Andrew timidly stated as he focused on the ground.

Albus smiled and nodded. But after noticing how uncomfortable Andrew looked, his smile disappeared. "Are you, er, okay with this?" He asked.

Andrew paused for a split second then sighed. "No, actually. I'm sorry Albus, but I just can't understand why you would want to, you know. He's not a nice person."

Sighing, Albus defended Scorpius by saying, "Get to know him and you'll see that he's not foul. He's just, I don't know, confused. And prideful."

But Andrew remained unconvinced so Albus continued, "I - I love him." As soon as those words came out of his mouth, he believed them. Maybe love was too fast or too irrational, but he had never felt this way with anyone. He suddenly had a strong, vehement urge to express this feeling with Scorpius. Albus smiled, his face flushed. He added, "You don't have to like it, but please accept it." Those were the same words he had said to Andrew when he came out.

Andrew chewed on his lip. Kids were starting to file out of the Great Hall to head to their morning classes. Thirty seconds passed before Andrew softly and sincerely stated, "Okay."

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It was 1:15, which meant double Advanced Potions, Albus' second-to-worst subject. Right now, Divination was in the lead with the worst and most boring subject. Albus always got in trouble for falling asleep in that class. Professor Trelawny was always disappointed in him since he didn't have the supposed outstanding potential his father had, according to her.

He, Rose, Andrew, and Tilly were all working on Truth Serum. Technically, everyone was supposed to work alone, but Rose and Tilly both took pity on the boys.

"Honestly, how did you two manage Os in Potions?" Rose asked, exasperated when Andrew tore the herbs instead of dicing them. "Luck?" Andrew said, grinning, glad that the girls were taking over.

Tilly and Albus were carefully putting Jobberknoll feathers in the cauldron when Tilly started asking Albus about why he wasn't at breakfast. This was the fourth time she'd asked today.

"Tilly, I've told you already, I slept in late."

"But where did you sleep?"

"That's such a stupid question. In my bed, of course." Albus lied.

Tilly persisted, "I know there's a guy involved. The look on your face screams 'I have a boyfriend.' You're so happy all the time. And I don't say that to insult you."

Albus just sighed, ignoring her. Then Tilly raised her hand. Once Professor Donovan arrived at their table, Tilly innocently asked, "Professor, do we have permission to use this potion? I mean, how else would we know it works?"

Professor Donovan raised an eyebrow, then said, "I will know, Tilly. You may not use your Truth Serum on anyone, unless you want detention for a month and 50 house points taken away. And no partners. If Albus wants to be an auror like his precious father, he needs to learn at least one thing in that mindless brain of his." Then he walked away as Albus glared at him. From day one, Albus had never liked Professor Donovan, and vice versa. Donovan was a year younger than Albus' dad, and his dad had told stories about how he and Professor Donovan never got along.

Albus turned his attention away from Donovan and focused his attention back to Tilly. "You are not giving me a truth serum!"

Tilly just shrugged and said, "Worth a shot. You'll tell me one of these days, Potter."

He sighed and shook his head, then returned back to his work. Because of Tilly, he had to work alone for another hour and a half. It was going to be a long day, and all he could think about was the blond-headed Slytherin.

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Andrew and Albus were walking outside on a chilly, December Saturday. The rest of the week had gone well. As the days passed, Andrew became more and more used to the idea of Albus and Scorpius' dating. And he had ceased all insults about the Slytherin. Tilly was still curious, but had temporarily dropped the subject. However, she and Rose were always seen whispering together and glancing at Albus whenever the three hung out. And more importantly, Scorpius and Albus had continued their nightly encounters. Things could not have been more perfect.

Anyway, Andrew and Albus had been animatedly chatting about the Quidditch match against Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Slytherin's team had crushed the Ravenclaws 210 - 70. It had been a brutal game.

"Al, I think you need to injure Mal - er, Scorpius. Or seduce him into letting us win."

Albus laughed. "Are you not confident that we'll win?"

Andrew shrugged and exclaimed, "It'll be close. And just because you're chummy with him doesn't mean you should go easy. If he's near the snitch, whack him with your stick!"

At this, Albus laughed even harder and winked. "Which one?" He insinuated. It took a few seconds before Andrew widened his eyes and grinned. He shoved Albus and exclaimed, "Not what I meant!"

Albus grinned, then spotted a familiar blonde boy walking towards him and Andrew. "Speaking of," he absently stated. As Scorpius approached the two Gryffindors, Albus felt a familar buzz tickle the whole of his body. Andrew gave a friendly nod.

"Hey," Scorpius breathed, his hair damp from having taken a shower.

"Nice match, Scorp. But we're going to crush you next week!" Albus said, still grinning.

Scorpius laughed aloud and retorted, "Fat chance! Slytherin is wicked good this year. Besides, I've seen you guys practice and I'm not impressed."

Albus' eyes widened as he tried to think whether Scorpius was at a practice or not, but he couldn't recall a time. "Really? I've never seen you at our practices before."

"I'm just that good of a spy," Scorpius smirked, moving closer to Albus. He whispered, "I follow you everywhere."

Albus nervously smiled, that ever-present feeling surging through his groins. He instinctively moved closer to Scorpius. They were nose-to-nose, a sexual tension in the air. Meanwhile, Andrew cleared his throat and uncomfortably said, "Er, I'll catch up with you later, Al."

Albus tore his eyes away and briefly glanced at Andrew before returning all his attention back on Scorpius. "Okay, bye."

Once Andrew was out of sight, Scorpius grabbed Albus' hand and brought him to a more secluded place which was in between two oak trees. Unable to stand the sexual tension any longer, the two boys leaned against a tree and started to make-out. They moved their tongues in sync, forming patterns in each other's mouths. Scorpius held on to the back of Albus' neck and pulled him tighter as Albus' hands caressed Scorpius' back. Then Albus pulled back and softly said, "Scorpius, I hope you don't get freaked out, but I have to say this. Scorpius, I lo - "

Suddenly, a voice bewilderedly shouted out Scorpius' name, interrupting what Albus was going to say and breaking both boys apart. This voice would change things forever.

"Scorpius?! What the hell?"

Scorpius shot back immediately from Albus, a panicked look upon his face. He had never thought, yet had always feared, that this day would come. Not a millisecond had passed when Scorpius, in one fluid motion, pulled out his wand, pointed it at Albus, and shouted, "Everte Statum!" Albus flew back and slammed into a nearby tree. "You fucking poof! You kissed me! This fag attacked me then tried to jam his tongue down my throat!"

"Eugh, that is sick. You're messed-up, Potter. And you're going to be even more messed-up when we're done with you," said the voice, which belonged to Brock Dolohov. Jay Goyle was right behind him. People started gathering around, curious about the sudden commotion.

Stunned, confused, and hurt, Albus slowly got up. He glanced at all the people around him. A few of them were calling him a pervert and a faggot. Then Brock shot a spell at him and he flew backwards again. And a realization hit him. Scorpius...he betrayed me. Suddenly, Albus felt a rush of such rage that he didn't think was possible to feel. He got up again and tightly clutched his wand. Albus opened his mouth, but no words came out because he was so enraged, so pissed, so incredibly hurt. So Albus did the only thing he could think of. He walked up to Scorpius and punched him so hard that it knocked the Slytherin to the ground. Then he kicked Scorpius in the nose. "I didn't fucking attack you. You kissed me back! Are you so scared that you're willing to lose me forever?"

Brock and Jay rushed over to Albus to hold him back, but Scorpius held up a hand to stop them. He slowly got up and wiped some of the blood that was dribbling down his chin. A hardened expression was on his face, yet his eyes pleaded 'please, forgive me.' And he couldn't look Albus in the eye. "You're a creepy pervert. Why would I ever want to kiss you? Helloooo, I'm straight, you lunatic!" Then Scorpius punched Albus in the face. So Albus ran into Scorpius and knocked him down and started hitting him. Then Brock and Jay ran over to Albus and tried to pull him off of Scorpius.

Albus glared at Scorpius, tears stinging his eyes. It took all he had not to let those tears fall. Instead, he shook off Brock and Jay then shouted, "Alarte Ascendare" at Scorpius, causing the Slytherin to fly high in the air. Brock punched Albus in the mouth, and Albus punched him back.

Having heard what was happening, Andrew rushed to the oak trees and pushed through the crowd. He rushed to Albus' side and put a protective arm over him. Andrew looked at Albus, who was a bloody and torn mess, and stated, "You fucking bastard." Then the two Gryffindors left the crowd and headed to the castle with the laughter and insults still ringing in Albus' ears. And finally, Albus' tears betrayed him and spilled down his bruised and bloody cheeks.

:( Poor Albus.

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