Title: But That's Crazy

Pairing: Albus/Scorpius

Author: Sid (loras-tyrells)

For: Kat (Kats in socks)

"Look at your face Albus, you're blushing," Rose laughed. Her feet were propped up on the arm of the chair she was sitting in. Her back lay against the other and she tilted her head to the side to look at her red faced cousin. "You don't need to be so embarrassed about it, I'm truly not surprised," she stated. She looked at her nails and assessed her cuticles.

"I'm not embarrassed," Albus hissed.

Rose chuckled, she turned her head to him again, "that's why you are sat there looking like you're about to poo yourself."

He glared at the red head and uncrossed his arms, relaxing his posture, "how did you find out, anyway?" he asked.

"What? That you're in love with your best friend? So cliché, Albie, really," Rose replied, she sent him a huge grin. "I didn't, it was really a hit or miss question, but of course I notice the way you look at him. You are my best friend, yaknow?"

Albus continued to redden. Rose hadn't even known the truth, and knowing her, Albus knew she'd probably tell Scorpius, just to see how he would react. She liked doing things like that – meddling. Rose the meddler.

"Don't tell him," Albus said, pleading was evident in his voice.

Rose sighed, "now what kind of person do you think I am? Anyway, it's not like he'd believe me, it's not like you're gay. Well besides for Scorpius, you aren't gay, right? Because then my whole life would have been a lie, and I wouldn't be impressed."

"I don't know!" he shouted, frustrated. He really didn't. All he knew was that he loved Scorpius and had for a long time. "Shut up!" he added for extra measure, Rose only cackled.

"Do you have to be such a big girls blouse about it? Yes, I know. No, I won't tell him, you will," she winked and her feet twisted from the arms and in a split second she was sitting on the armchair properly.

Albus's throat tightened, "I'll tell him?" he said to nobody in particular.

Rose nodded enthusiastically, poking her cousin's leg with her finger. He jolted and looked up at her, "of course you will. You aren't known as Mr Confident for nothing."

He bit back a remark. He was.

"I won't." Albus replied with finality. "I couldn't do that, not when my friendship's on the line. What if you were in love with Lorcan and he didn't love you back?" Albus asked, mentioning Rose's other best mate.

She thought momentarily, "well, at least I wouldn't have to hide the truth anymore, even if things got awkward. You never know, Albus! It could work in your favour!"

"I doubt it, when was it ever a good idea to like your straight best friend?" he replied, looking at his knees again.

Rose rolled her eyes, "well you won't know until you take the jump, will you?" she said, as if it were obvious.

"Forget it, Rose. You don't understand because you have Dornan, and it was easy for you, you didn't have to hope, you just knew."

She frowned, wanting to reply, but Albus quickly got up and moved to the Boys dormitories, leaving his cousin slightly annoyed.

…

"I have an idea," Scorpius started, his hands were folded together and leaning against one of the tables in the library. He had a couple of books in front of him, one which Albus was skim-reading.

"What a surprise," Albus replied sarcastically, his eyes not moving from the book. "Is it as idiotic as the last one?" he asked.

Scorpius snorted, "my ideas are never idiotic, they are ingenious, you're the idiot."

Albus' eyes flicked up, looking Scorpius directly in his grey eyes, "how on earth is giving Peeves dung bombs unique or ingenious? It was the stupidest idea for a prank I ever heard of."

"And you can think of something better?"

"Yes! You are so unoriginal, Scorpius," he replied, he pushed the book that he was reading to Scorpius. "Now this is original stuff," he said with a nod.

Scorpius looked down with a frown, he read through it and rolled his eyes, "concealed objects, illusioned objects, tricks, doesn't sound that amazing, to me."

"That's because you are an amateur. Some of the best pranks are the simplest of pranks," he nodded and took the book back and shut it. "It's all about distraction, if you have your audience focus on something else, you can get away with almost anything, trust me on that one. We managed to set an army of gnomes on Uncle Ron, we lured him out to the garden because we'd been making a racket, distracted him with freshly barbecued hamburgers, and then it looked completely innocent on our part when the gnomes started to chase him because we'd stuffed their mushrooms in his pockets. Now that was a diversion, it worked very well. It took him months to find out how it actually went down."

"Fine," Scorpius replied with a sigh, "then what do you think?" he asked.

"It's our final week at school, we've got to go out with a bang, right? Something incredible, and we need the right distraction. Say someone has a prophetic episode, or they become a human firework. Something interesting, but the point is, it will attract attention, but won't get anyone in trouble. It also has to be subtle in a sense, because if the distraction is too obvious, of course it looks planned."

The blonde sighed and leaned back, "this is going to be a long night, did you at least bring snacks?"

Albus watched his friends movements, he grinned and sifted through his bag and took out a box of chocolate frogs, tossing one to Scorpius and opening one himself. Albus looked down, being careful not to be caught staring at his best mate.

…

They had a plan.

Inspired by his Uncles exploits, Albus had the idea to create a miniature wildlife sanctuary on the Fifth Floor. It would have trees, little ponds encompassing the whole floor and as many animals as they could get their hands on. However, they needed a distraction for the delivery of the various animals – ducks, squirrels, rabbits, et cetera.

If they distracted all the students in the Great Hall, the noise that would occur because of their distraction could cover the sound of quacking and other animal sounds, and it would also mean nobody would leave the Hall, allowing for a group of chosen Seventh years to bring the animals up to the Fifth Floor.

The distraction was to have Clarence Boot fail at a hair growing charm – which he often did. And have his cat begin to sprout loads of hair, naturally, everyone would be amused, laughing at his misfortune, the teachers would jump to the rescue, and be temporarily engaged.

Albus thought it was the perfect plan.

He'd had it all down to a tee.

What he didn't expect was for Clarence to duck out in the middle of the whole plan. In fact, Clarence had promised he wouldn't, and everything was dependent on him.

Albus was panicking. He didn't want to be known as Albus – the boy who failed that one prank.

He looked over at Scorpius who was biting his lip worriedly. "What are we supposed to do, Albus?" he asked in a whisper.

"We need another distraction," Albus replied, he looked around him and stood up from his position on the bench.

"What?" Scorpius asked, he got up after him, trying to look at what Albus was looking at.

He wasn't thinking. Well he was, he was thinking about a distraction, any distraction good enough to get an audience. It wasn't logical, but then was anything he did, ever?

Scorpius was frozen.

Albus was kissing him and there were gasps throughout the hall, all eyes were on them, every single pair of eyes belonging to every person present there. It was seconds, people waiting, when Albus stepped back, knowing that the time was enough, whispering started, people escaped through the Hall doors, obviously to spread the gossip and Scorpius was staring at Albus, his cheeks red.

The green eyed boy looked away, he was biting down on his lip now, and he caught the eye of Rose. She was staring at them both, her mouth slightly ajar.

Scorpius continued to look at Albus, his breathing stuttering slightly and wondering what to say, what to think.

"What was," he couldn't quite finish his question, his eyes scanned the side of Albus' face. He watched him turn and they looked each other in the eyes. Albus' were full of fear, his eyes wide and still biting at his lip.

"I…a distraction," Albus managed weakly, "you always need a good distraction," he continued, his voice cracked lightly.

Scorpius scratched his stubbled cheek, "kissing your best mate isn't usually the first distraction that pops into a person's head."

Albus swallowed, both embarrassed and frightened, he decided to feign nonchalance with a shrug, "worked, didn't it?"

"I don't think that's the point Albus," Scorpius replied, his eyes moving over to the faces that were still staring at them, they still standing in the middle of the Hall. "This'll be all over the school in a couple of hours. I don't think you'll appreciate them thinking you're gay, will you?" he asked, he sighed and folded his arms, waiting for agreement from Albus. When he didn't receive any reply, he turned to his best friend, who was looking down at the table. "Albus?"

The green-eyed boy didn't reply, he just looked into the bowl of mashed potatoes, wishing that he hadn't done what he had done. Wishing he could lie it all away. He counted to 10 before he looked at his best friend again, he looked confused, but he shook his head at the blonde, "we should go see the carnage, it's probably spectacular," he said, feigning charisma and moving from the table and towards the door.

"But Al," Scorpius said after him, clumsily climbing from the bench and chasing after his friend. Albus was practically sprinting to the door, Scorpius close behind him.

When Albus had opened the door and swiftly exited, Scorpius grabbed onto his arm. Before Albus had even thought about what he was doing, he had pressed his lips against Scorpius' again. The blonde boy's eyes grew, his cheeks being held in the grip of the slightly shorter boy.

Albus' eyes were squeezed tightly, he wasn't thinking properly, he knew that. But he didn't care, he just wanted to feel Scorpius' lips against his own, at least one more time. He milked the situation for all it was worth.

Scorpius didn't know quite what to think, he should have been backing away, but he liked it. Albus' lips against his own were gentle, even if he was gripping his jaw with force. His hands, which were slightly up in defence, relaxed, one hand reaching up and grabbing onto the wrist of Albus, the other hanging by his side. He closed his eyes, easing into the feel of the kiss, not thinking about anything else.

Albus' eyes blinked open, Scorpius was kissing him back, and the longer they continued, the more fervent he was.

It was Albus who broke the kiss, not taking a step back, just staring up at his best friend, his hands still held against Scorpius' cheeks.

There was silence between the two, they only shared intense looks, their positions frozen as if daring each other to make the first move, to say the first thing.

"I think one of us should say something," Scorpius started. Albus was crimson, and Scorpius watched his expression, "and not something inappropriate," he eyed his best mate, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Well if you already know what I'm going to say, it won't make a difference." Albus replied with a light laugh, Scorpius rolled his eyes. Albus stopped smiling and shrugged his shoulders, rubbing his lips together and his hands dropped from Scorpius' face and twisted by his sides. "Well, what do you think?"

Scorpius scratched his head, "I don't know. I just know that it was kind of…nice," he commented, his expression confused.

Albus' eyebrows went up and he couldn't help feeling slightly elated, he felt his heartbeat speed up considerably and he smiled again. He felt his confidence come back to him, and his hand gripped onto Scorpius', "let's continue then," he smirked and Scorpius couldn't help laughing, allowing his best friend to lead him down the hall, both teens not caring about the various eyes that had been watching them the entire time, mouths open and eyes wide.

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