auction - "Remember when I said I support you in all your decisions? I'm excluding this one, this is a terrible idea."
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Albus is the stupidest person Scorpius has ever met. Yes, he's really cute. Yes, he's really hot. Yes, Scorpius loves him.
But he's so stupid.
"Hey, Al," he says, almost running to keep up with Albus' brisk pace. "Remember when I said I support you in all your decisions? I'm excluding this one, this is a terrible idea."
Albus turns around for a brief second to grin at Scorpius, and then he turns around and continues walking.
The two of them are walking along the Quidditch field in the pitch black of the middle of the night because Albus has thought of some great idea and woke up Scorpius to drag him along.
"We're going to get caught," Scorpius says, his stomach churning. He really wants to be prefect next year; if he's caught with Albus in the middle of the night on the Quidditch pitch, he's definitely not going to make it.
"No, we're not," Albus says, stopping in front of the broom shed. He opens it and motions for Scorpius to stay as he goes inside. Scorpius waits outside, tapping his foot impatiently. Finally, Albus comes back out, holding two broomsticks and the Quaffle, which has something stuck to it.
"Glow-in-the-dark Quidditch," Albus says, tossing a broom to Scorpius.
They're going to get caught.