Scorpius woke up and sighed. He felt happy, warm and comfortable. He was snuggled in Albus' sheets, which smelled comfortingly of his best friend and Albus had his strong arms wrapped around him. Scorpius went rigid as soon as that realization dawned on him. He and Albus were cuddled together. Spooning. In Albus' bed. He wanted to lie like that forever, but he knew that Albus would be mortified beyond belief if he realized what he was doing.

Scorpius squirmed slightly, trying to see if he would be able to wiggle out of Albus' arms. Albus shifted in his sleep, pulling Scorpius flush against his body. Scorpius froze. He felt something hard against his arse and blushed a deep shade of red. Albus, still sleeping, let out a soft moan and gently rocked his hips forward; slowing grinding his boner against Scorpius. Scorpius was now at war with himself internally. No sooner had he decided to get out of Al's arms when his own penis started to misbehave. On one hand, he just wanted to reach back and help Albus with the morning greeting in his pants, but the saner half of him knew that he couldn't possibly do that without risking their entire friendship.

So he waited until Albus had settled and wiggled a little again. His body was siding with the half of his brain that wanted to get into Albus pants. This would not do. He could not be caught in Albus bed, both of them sporting boners and cuddling. He gently removed Albus' arms from around him. Albus sighed and turned his back to Scorpius, who let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He slipped gingerly from Albus' bed once he saw that the coast was clear.

…

The week that followed was a very busy one. Everyone seemed to have a job to do and they were all keen on getting them done. Scorpius had written to his parents and by the end of the week, his camera had arrived. The Gryffindor team had finally persuaded Albus to let December be his shirtless-picture month. Rose and Albus had sent an owl to their Uncle George and with his help managed to sort out of the details of how their calendar was going to get printed. Their Uncle had a few connections with some people who also had businesses in Diagon Alley. He put them in touch with one of his friends who happened to be a Hogwarts alumnus; he liked their cause so much that they had gotten a fantastic discount on printing their calendars. Everything was set to go.

Finally the day of the photo shoot arrived. Scorpius followed the team down to the Quidditch pitch one afternoon. He had insisted that the team wore their game robes and on taking the pictures in the daytime because the lighting was best.

"Okay everyone" Albus clapped as his team made their way outside, gathering around him and Scorpius, "This is my mate Scorpius for those of you don't know, and he'll be taking pictures for us today" he turned to Scorpius and smiled, "Take it away Scor!"

"Um." Scorpius said, nervously scanning the team that had assembled in front of him, "Alright, I reckon that we should start with the solo pictures for January through to July. That way the rest of you could practice while I take pictures of the person featured that month?"

Albus seemed to like this idea; any spare time his team could practice, he jumped at.

As they took off Scorpius called after them "Mind you don't dirty your Quidditch robes!"

Blake, who hadn't taken to the air with the team, snorted "I highly doubt Al's will stay clean, he always managed to get it dirty during games"

Scorpius smiled at her. She was a pretty girl, a little younger than him and quite a good flyer from what he had seen. He pulled out the piece of parchment that Albus had given to him before they left their dorm and glanced down at it quickly, "You're up first then? Blake, is it?"

"Yeah, I'm Blake." She couldn't wipe the grin off her face; Albus' friend was really cute!

"And you're the seeker right?"

She nodded, watching at Scorpius' eyebrows knit together as he concentrated.

"Hmm. Maybe you should stand here," he gestured to a patch of grass, "I'll kneel down to take the picture so we'll only be able to see sky behind you" Scorpius walked up to Blake and fixed a couple of stray hairs before stepping back and starting to take photos.

Blake had a great time posing for the pictures and before she knew it, her turn was done. She bid a quick farewell to Scorpius and flew up to Craig to let him know it was his turn before joining the team in their warm-ups.

The solo shots all went very smoothly. Scorpius was starting to really get into it; trying to frame pictures as best he good, position players to subtly imply what position they played and keep everything as professional as possible. Soon, it was Albus that landed on the grass near him.

"Hey" he beamed at Scorpius, slightly out of breath from the drill he had been doing with his team.

"Hey yourself" Scorpius said shyly.

Scorpius realized that he never saw Albus this close when he was playing Quidditch; he only ever met him before and after games.

Seeing Albus panting in his Quidditch robes that fit him so wonderfully well, made Scorpius feel very warm despite the cool breeze that swept through the pitch. He kept on remembering their last night together. He hadn't slept in Albus' bed since, but fondly remembered waking up and feeling Albus' warm and hard body pressed against him…

"Has the team been behaving?" Albus said, adjusting his gloves and snapping Scorpius out of his reverie.

"Of course, I figured you would be the most troublesome anyway" Scorpius winked. He knew he was flirting with Albus, but it felt so natural to him.

"Troublesome eh? Alright then, photographer Malfoy. Let's get this photo-shoot going shall we?" Albus walked up to Scorpius, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, until their faces were very close together, "I'll show you troublesome" Albus said, his voice low and his eyes never leaving Scorpius'.

It was designed to be a feigned threat, but it turned Scorpius on much more than he would ever admit. He shivered slightly, the warmth he had felt moments ago had been replaced by goose bumps caused by sudden chill.

He didn't back down however, "Yeah, let's get this shoot going"

Albus, staying true to his word, messed up countless photos by moving around, pretending to scratch an itch, falling on the ground pretending that he had been stunned, and making ridiculous faces at Scorpius. It took Scorpius twenty minutes just to take a few decent pictures of his best friend, but he had a great time doing it. Albus made him laugh so hard he needed to stop shooting because his hands were shaking terribly and all his pictures were coming out blurry.

Finally, having finished with the solo pictures; Albus called the team together. They landed on the grass, grinning at one another. Zenneth shot Albus a knowing smile which he pointedly ignored.

"Alright, it's time to take the action shots. Blake, you'll be up first."

Blake nodded and was about to take to the air when Scorpius spoke up.

"Wait! How am I supposed to take the pictures? I don't have a good enough zoom on my camera."

"Take my broom Scor" Albus said, holding his broom out to Scorpius.

"No, I can't." Everyone turned to look at him "No, I mean, I can fly! I just can't operate a camera and fly at the same time!"

Rose laughed "Why don't you get on a broom with someone then? You can work the camera and they'll do the flying"

"Yeah, you can get on with me!" Blake said quickly, looking hopeful.

"Blake, he's supposed to be taking pictures of you!" cried Martha, giggling.

Zenneth spoke up quickly, "Why don't you get on with Albus? At least until it's time to take pictures of the chasers? He's our best flyer mate; you'll be in good hands"

"Yeah, that'd work" Scorpius tried to look as nonchalant as he could while accepting the offer, but his insides were turning to jelly.

"Well then Scor, looks like you'll be going for a ride on my broomstick!" Albus said, grinned wickedly at him.