"Did you hear? Albus Potter is gay?"
"Yeah, I heard he made out with Jonathan Dolohov."
"I think that is true! I think I saw them. Gross!"
Albus hunched forward, brushing past the group of people, only to hear catcalls and jeers.
He hated this. It had been nearly a month into school and they still were at it. Couldn't they find anything else to talk about? He hitched his book bag up over his shoulder as he continued on towards Transfiguration. He kept his emerald colored eyes down as he walked through the corridor. The dark haired boy jumped, nearly dropping to the floor when an arm was wrapped around his shoulders.
"So jumpy, Al. What's wrong?" Scorpius asked softly. "Are they still bothering you about all this?"
Albus nodded, glancing over at his best friend….who was still only his best friend, despite their various snogging sessions. He wondered what was stopping Scorpius from just asking him out. He wondered if it was something to do with him. "Yeah, they still are bothering me."
Scorpius made a noise, a cross between a growl and a cough. He did this when he was particularly upset about something. "Well, what did they say this time?" He asked, moving his arm as they climbed a flight of steps.
"That I was making out with Jonathan Dolohov." Albus said, making a face.
Scorpius snorted derisively. "Yeah, gross, Albus." He teased, grinning wickedly. He slowed their pace, letting a group of second years scurry past them. He turned to Albus, pushing him against the stone wall and searching his dark green eyes. "Maybe they just mistook my blonde hair for brown." He said, cupping the side of Albus' face. Scorpius kissed him deeply, slipping his tongue between the boy's lips, swiping against the inside of his mouth. His other hand pushed up into his dark hair, twisting the locks between his fingers.
He pulled away, leaving Albus red faced and puffy lipped. "We are going to be late for class, Al." he murmured, smirking as he urged the boy forward.
Albus hissed, glancing at his best friend as he moved onwards, rounding the corner and entering the classroom.
"You might want fix your hair." He added quietly as the pair of them settled into their seats.
Albus, whose face was still flaming, reached up and tried to pat his unruly locks into some sort of semblance. "I can't believe you." He mumbled, his eyes turned towards the instructor.
"You love it." Scorpius whispered, pulling his text book from his book bag.
O.O.O.O.O
"So…Scorpius…." Albus began, as they sat across from each other in the common room that evening.
The blonde glanced up, his eyes casually flicking across Albus' face. "Yeah, Al?" He looked back down, sucking at the end of his Quill as he studied his parchment.
"Scorpius…." He said, his voice a little more firm, hoping to fully capture the boy's attention. He fidgeted in his seat. He was nervous. He wasn't sure how he was going to go about this.
Grey eyes swooped up once more, this time staying on Albus' face. He sat up and set his quill down. Scorpius grimaced. "What's wrong?"
Albus squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. He idly toyed with the end of his parchment roll. "Nothing…it's nothing."
Scorpius sighed. "No, it's not. It's something. You're all squirmy. What is it, Al?"
He bit his lip, trying to summon up any courage he had. He gulped. "Why aren't we going anywhere?" He asked finally.
The blonde frowned, looking confused. "What?"
"Oh…Don't make me explain." Albus said, exasperated. He looked away, his cheeks turning pink.
"I really don't understand, Al. What do you mean? What do you mean we aren't going anywhere?" Scorpius said.
Albus glanced up at him through a fringe of lashes. "I mean…we've been doing this…for like a month. I was just wondering when things were going to…you know…move along?"
Scorpius peered at him, for a few moments. "You mean like you want to start shagging?"
Albus gaped. "No!"
Scorpius grinned. "Lies, Mr. Potter." He winked. "What do you mean? Like…become a thing or whatever?"
Albus' fierce blush gave him away instantly.
The blonde's devastatingly wicked grin, got if even possible, even more devilish as he watched his best friend. "Aww, Al, is that really what you mean? You wanna be boyfriends?" He said.
He looked away, feeling slightly stupid. He should have known Scorpius would take it this way. "You don't have to make fun of me." He muttered, and began to pick up his things, shoving them into his book bag. "I just figured that maybe since you snogged me every chance you got, maybe you'd want to go somewhere with this." He felt tears stinging the backs of his eyelids as he swung his bag over his shoulder. "But I guess not." He said softly, Albus made his way towards their dorm, trying to hold back his tears at least until he had entered his own bed and drawn the curtains. He pressed his face against the cool fabric of his pillow and let the tears fall into the cushion. How could he have been so stupid? He knew what Scorpius was. A player. Monogamy was not something the blonde took to heart. Why would he change for Albus, even for his best friend? The dark haired boy rolled over onto his side, wiping his nose on his sleeve. He sniffed, wishing he could take back the past few moments, keep his mouth shut and just go along with Scorpius' little game.
He started when the side of the bed dipped. He felt a hand slide around his waist and draw him flush against a sturdy body. He felt lips against his ear, kissing.
"Leave me alone, Scorp." He muttered, sniffing once more.
"You didn't have to run off in a bitch fit." He said quietly, kissing along the boy's jawline. "I was just teasing."
"Well I was being serious." He said vehemently.
Scorpius smoothed his hand across the boy's stomach. "I know you were, Al. You took off before I could be serious too."
"What do you mean? You couldn't be serious about this if you tried."
The blonde pulled him down so that Albus was flat on his back, Scorpius hovering slightly beside him. He searched his face. "I can to be serious." He said softly. "I was going to say that I wanted to be boyfriends too, but I never got to it because you ran off." Grey eyes searched across his face, tracing all its features. "But you know how hard this will be, don't you?"
"What do you mean?" Albus felt his heart leap into his throat. Scorpius wanted this too?
"The ridicule, it will become even worse."
Albus shook his dark head. "No, why would it? No one will even mess with me if you are there. You will hex them into pieces right?" He said, watching him. "You don't let them hurt me or anything now why would that change?"
Scorpius grimaced. "Yeah, but now we will have to deal with 'Oh what a shame, Malfoy's only son is a fag.' Kind of bullocks, or 'Well Potter's and Malfoy's finally got together in the worst way." He reached up to cup Albus' cheek, his eyes locking with his. "I just don't want to put you through that."
"So, what are you saying, we should keep it quiet?"
He shook his head. "No, I can barely keep my hands off you now, if we made it official there would be no point in trying to hide it. Someone is bound to see me snogging you in a corridor. I'm just telling you that if we do this that it will be worse, probably."
Albus smiled. "Well, it's not like it's anything I can't handle I suppose." He said, biting his lip.
Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I'm worth it." He said, climbing on top of Albus and laying against him.
"You so are." He murmured, grinning.
Scorpius growled, his eyes shining as he reached down, grasping Albus' hands and placing them above his their heads. He kissed along his jaw, up towards his ear where he whispered in a gut wrenchingly sexy rasp. "I'd better be." He drug the tip of his tongue around its shell, earning a shudder from Albus. The blonde mewled, moving his lips closer to the boys, sucking his lower lip hard.
Albus cried out.
"Shhh, you'd better be quiet, Albus. You wouldn't want anyone to hear." Scorpius whispered, kissing down his neck, sucking and biting the pale skin there.
The dark haired boy struggled against Scorpius' hands, aching to touch him. Scorp glanced up at him, his grey eyes turning silver with lust. He rolled his hips, pressing his budding erection into Albus'.
"Scorp!" He moaned, dragging his tongue across his lower lip.
The blonde chuckled. "You're going to have everyone in the common room trying to get in here to see what the commotion is." He teased, kissing the boy deeply. Scorpius released one hand, only to tangle it in Albus' mop of dark hair, pulling at it gently.
Albus gasped, his now free hand snaking around the back of Scorpius' neck. He wriggled against him, the fabric of his dark green comforter scratchy against his skin. "Well then quit driving me crazy." He whimpered as Scorpius bit into his collarbone.
"What fun would that be?" He said softly, nipping at his earlobe.
"Agh, Merlin, knock it off…"Albus gasped.
"Why." The blonde demanded.
"Because, I want you so bad it hurts." He whispered.
Molten grey eyes met emeralds as Scorpius looked at him. "Isn't that the point?" He grinned and pressed his hips against the other boys, earning a keening wail.
A quiet cough broke them apart.
"Bloody hell." Scorpius growled, turning his head to see Teddy Nott, Jonathan Dolohov and Eden Parkinson standing there, the curtains having been drawn all the way open.
"What in Merlin's name do we have here, Malfoy? Snogging Potter?" Nott sneered, as the boy's sat up.
Scorpius puffed up, his face pink. "What does it matter?"
"How will your poor daddy feel about this? His only son a queen?" Dolohov questioned, crossing his arms.
Albus looked down.
"What about you, Potter? I hear tell your whole family dumped you for being a cocksucker." Nott said, pushing slightly at Albus.
"Yeah, James must be so embarrassed, to have his little brother be so disgusting." Parkinson added, pushing at him as well.
There was a flash and a collective yell. "Agh!"
Two of the three boys fell to their knees, their faces covered in giant oozing pustules. The other took off running.
Albus hadn't even seen Scorpius draw his wand. "Scorp!" he cried out. "What are you thinking?"
He glanced at Albus. "What, was i supposed to let them sit and run their mouths off about you? About me? About us?" He was breathing hard through his nose as he put his wand back into his pocket.
The two boys, who were almost unrecognizable, got to their feet and made their way towards the door. "You will pay for this, Malfoy." Nott muttered.
Scorpius rolled his eyes. "We will see about that, pus face."
Albus stood up. "You're going to be in trouble. What if they send your father here?" He asked, wringing his hands. He began to pace, a habit he picked up from Uncle Ron.
Scorpius bounced slightly on the bed, rubbing his hands together. "Well, then that's perfect. I can tell him the good news."
"What good news?" Albus said, his eyes wide.
"Us, silly!" Scorpius said, reaching out and pulling the dark haired Potter closer. "I can break the news out me being gay too, I suppose. Give him some grey hairs."
Albus frowned. "I dunno about all this. What do you think they will tell the Headmaster?" He asked, watching as Scorpius idly played with his hands.
The blonde shrugged. "That we were being disgusting? Does it really matter?" He said softly, glancing around as a folded piece of parchment floated into the room, hovering near Scorpius. "That was bloody quick." He reached forward and touched the parchment, which unfolded and spoke in the prim voice of their head of house.
'Mr. Malfoy, it has come to my attention that you hexed several classmates in your dormitories moments ago. You as well as I, know the school's policy on bullying. Mr. Potter and you presence are both required in the Headmasters Office immediately.'
Albus squeaked as the letter shredded itself an disintegrated.
Scorpius smiled and took the boy's hand. "Shall we go?"
A/N:Ooohhhh!