Disclaimer: Thank you JK Rowling for letting me play with Albus and Scorpius. I'll give them back… later. ;D
Prompt: Fireworks.
Dedication: Caketin aka NasuadaNightstalker. Um, yeah. Sorry it took me so long to put it up, Cake, even though you saw it last week. It has changed slightly since then; apparently I can't count (it was three words too short) but I prefer it like this. Hope you do… and everyone else. (:
LISTEN, I'M SORRY
He lay on his back, watching the sky. He could always tell which ones were Weasley fireworks, but here there were disappointingly few.
Not that his mind was really on fireworks. They hadn't had an argument like todays for a long time… He felt stupid – he missed Scorpius already. He closed his eyes, looking at the patterns left on the backs of his eyelids.
"Listen, I'm sorry."
He would recognise that voice anywhere. Albus was about to open his eyes when he felt Scorpius' lips press against his.
So Scorpius was quickly forgiven and the fireworks were soon forgotten about.
WORD COUNT: 100