AN: Over 200 reviews, ZOMG!! hehe

A reviewer mentioned that 14 is a bit young for them to be having sex. I'm inclined to agree. However, 14 year olds (teenagers in general, in fact) do stuff they're not ready for all the time!

And anyway, they've been together for over a year now. How long do you expect these two hormone-charged beasts to be able to keep their hands off each other? (^^,)

Now everybody go read EvanescentCrimson's story, which is set at the same time at this story (I lie, it's actually set when Albus and Scorpius are just starting their fifth year) and corresponds with this story. It's about George Weasley, his Muggle wife Helen, and memories of his twin.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters or anything even remotely related to the Harry Potter Franchise, except my own copies of the books and some merchandise.

Angry Words and Bitter Tears

"Albus! What the fuck!?" Ginny shrieked.

"Mum!" Albus yelled in surprise. For one thing, he'd never heard his mother swear before and another, he wasn't expecting to see his mother in his bedroom, while he was in the position he was in with Scorpius. . .

"It's not what it looks like" Albus said quickly. Ginny shifted her deathly gaze towards Scorpius in his nakedness and clenched her fists.

"Aunt Ginny I can explain" Scorpius said, sounding panicked but self-assured, while he subtly moved so that he was covered by Albus's duvet.

"I'm not an idiot, I need no explanation! I can see quite clearly what's going on!" Ginny snapped hotly. She was fuming.

"Uh. . .Mum. . ." Albus tried to find something to say as he too covered himself up.

"Scorpius, you wait here and don't even think of leaving this bedroom. Albus, kitchen! You have five minutes to get yourselves together" the redhead stormed out, slamming the door behind her. The boys got dressed quickly and silently, sharing worried looks.

"Will you come back alive?" Scorpius said seriously, tenderness in his eyes as Albus made to leave.

"They were going to find out eventually, love. It might as well be now" the black-haired boy glanced back from his doorway to the bed upon which Scorpius was sitting (and had made).

"But not like this" Scorpius said miserably.

"Merlin, this is going to be embarrassing. But I won't back down, Scor. I won't lie about us. I'm proud to be with you and they're gonna know it" Albus said with a small but sincere smile. Scorpius jumped up from the bed and threw his arms around his best friend and lover.

The boys shared their affectionate embrace before breaking apart, Albus taking leave down the stairs.

Scorpius sat on the bed, running his fingers through his long, blonde hair, as was characteristic when he was anxious. Which did not happen often. After a few minutes he got bored and began exploring Albus's bedroom. He knew it so well; every picture on the wall, every item of clothing in the closet. He picked up the framed picture of himself that sat on the bedside table. 'How can they not have seen this coming?' he thought. 'He keeps a picture of me beside his bed. Surely they'd see the obvious. . .'

In the kitchen of the Potter residence, Ginny was screaming at Albus in a way her poor son had never thought possible. Harry listened in, leaning on the door frame, unnoticed by his wife who was blinded by an irrational (in his opinion) rage.

"And it's not even the fact that it's the child of our dear friend that you're rendezvousing with like some disgusting teenage whore! It's that you're GAY!! Of all the things, Albus!"

"Neither Scorpius nor I are whores, mother, so don't you dare say that again" Albus said with poison in his voice. "And yes, I'm gay. Deal with it". He stormed to the door before turning back to glance at his mother, an angry and hurt frown on his face.

"Don't walk out that door Albus! If you do, you'll be choosing him over me, your own mother" Ginny spat.

Albus spared one more glance at the youngest of the original Weasleys that Harry had met all those years ago. He then walked out the door.

"Son. . ." Harry said from behind the door, where he'd moved when he heard Ginny give their son an ultimatum. He'd cleared the path because he'd known Albus would choose Scorpius.

"Dad" Albus choked, slightly startled, as he unsuccessfully tried to hold back tears. He then threw himself into his father's arms and sobbed. Harry held his son tightly and stroked his hair comfortingly, the way he used to when he was still a child. It was a slight shock to feel how big the boy had gotten. He was almost Harry's height now.

"It's okay Al. . . She's just upset. . . She didn't mean it. I'll talk to her" Harry reassured.

Albus looked up at his dad through teary green eyes and tried to convey his gratitude. 'Thank you for understanding' he wanted to say. 'Thank you for being here'. 'Thank you for not freaking out, thank you for holding me, thank you Dad for being such a great father'. But he just hugged Harry again, hoping his dad could sense what he was feeling.

He'd expected his father to be the angry one and his mother to understand. He was wrong.

"Now go upstairs and talk to Scor" Harry nudged Albus, indicating the staircase, and shot him an affectionate smile. "I have to have a word with my wife". Albus didn't need telling twice. He ran upstairs, wiping his eyes.

Harry took a deep breath and opened the kitchen door, to find Ginny taking out her frustration on the dishes. She was scrubbing a dinner plate with so much for, Harry thought it might break.

He knew better to inform her that she could do it by magic. . . Ginny had always liked to do housework. Well, not at the beginning. . . But when the flames of passion died down after they got married, she became increasingly obsessed with having a perfect, clean house. She's morphed from the fun, witty, spunky girl everyone had known and loved, to the perfect, robotic housewife who always used a coaster and was a fabulous hostess.

She masked the fact that her marriage had long since fallen apart with the image of a perfect house, so that when people looked, they'd see the façade. Because know one could know the truth. . . All the Weasleys, all the wizards and witches they knew thought Harry and Ginny were the perfect match. Meant to be. . . In love. And that's how they made it appear.

Little did they know that they hadn't made love in years. They loved each other, yes, but they were not in love.

"Honey?" Harry tentatively enquired her attention. She ignored him. "Don't you think we should talk?"

"About the fact that our son is a poof, and he's fooling around with Draco's son? Dear Merlin, what would Draco say?" Ginny looked horrified.

"I'm sure he'll be more calm about it than you. You have a problem with homosexuals?" Harry asked. This was one thing he hadn't known for sure, but had guessed at; hence his decision not to share Draco's sexual orientation with her.

"Of course I do! Don't you? It's unnatural and disgusting! Can you even imagine what it would be like for you to have sex with another man?!" Ginny was yelling again.

"There's no need to raise your voice at me, Ginny. And no, I don't. I'll respect our son's sexuality. He's not a child any more" Harry argued calmly.

Ginny continued to ramble while Harry took a moment to consider what she's said. Yes, he could imagine what it would be like. . . And had imagined, numerous times. But that was his deep, dark secret that nobody knew. . . Not even his close friend, Draco.

He told everyone else it was okay to be gay, and he believed it was, but not for him. He had an image to uphold. A lie to keep telling.

"I HATE gays!" Ginny finished, panting for breath after her incessant yelling.

The doorbell rang. Harry answered, to find none other than Draco himself at his doorstep. And all he could think, with a sense of sick irony and a roll of his eyes, was 'what perfect timing'.

AN: Okay so Ginny's freaking out, overreacting in my opinion, but as I said, she's quite anti-gay. So it must be a bit of a shock for her to discover she's reared the thing she happens to hate most.

I know it must suck a lot for your mother to walk in on you and your significant other while, uh, getting intimate. lol. Poor kids

To the reviewer who asked. . . Harry and Draco will get romantically involved in Chapter 35. But not for long. And to answer your other question, Ginny is obviously being a bitch and flipping out. She'll get over herself. Eventually. Maybe.

Sorry, Adele-x, it would appear that I lied. . . My bad (o0,) To make it up to you, I'll give you a slight sneak-peek at the actual chapter 37, which is called 'Asphixus. . .':

"Blimey, how'd you make all that money, Scor?" Leah Zabini asked.

"Let's just say Scor here is running his own business" Lily winked.

Hehe. Sorry, just chose two random lines and half the title.

I hope everyone's still enjoying the story! Drop me a review to keep the chapters coming and coming faster. I have officially written 40 chapters. Yay!

Next Chapter: Visitor

"It's a good thing no one can see what goes on behind closed doors" Ginny said, nodding.

'It's a good thing no one can see what goes on behind closed eyes' Harry thought.

. . .to be continued!