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Chapter 3: A Change in Perspective

Albus' POV

Albus fled to his room as quickly and quietly as possible. He slammed his door shut, cast the strongest silencing and locking charms he knew, and stripped down. Albus was relieved to finally be released from his annoying clothes, especially the too tight trousers.

He couldn't get the images of Scorpius naked and wet behind that bloody curtain out of his mind. Albus had never been this hard. He sat on the bed and yanked the nightstand open, grabbing his lube and slamming it shut. With the lube firmly in his hand, he sat back against the pillows and let out a sigh. He stroked his cock up and down twice before uncapping the lid of the bottle.

He squeezed some out and coated his shaft. Albus resumed his stroking and started to moan at the sensations being created. He let the images of Scorpius and his too perfect naked body flow freely. Soon it wasn't Albus' hands caressing his rigid length anymore but Scorpius'. In his mind Scorpius was right there with him nipping at his nipples and dragging his hand over his slick cock.

If it weren't for the silencing charm, the whole manor would know what he was up to. Albus' only words spoken were a series of 'yes', and 'oh gods'. In his fantasy, Scorpius trailed a hand down and tugged at Albus' sac. The hand then moved lower and circled his puckered hole with a slick finger. It pushed through and began pumping in and out.

Albus was getting close. Really close. As the hand slid up his shaft, his slit was rubbed, adding precum to the mix. The feelings of having his cocked rubbed with the finger still sliding in and out were sending Albus over the edge. A second finger slid in beside the first and Albus cried out, ropes of cum covering his stomach and hand.

"Scorpius," he breathed out.

The room was silent except for Albus' panting. He decided then and there that his new mission was to get Scorpius to realize that they were meant to be together. He would even be satisfied with a one off, though it would be incredibly awkward afterwards, but what he really wanted was a long-term relationship. As he began to think of ways to get Scorpius in bed with him he began to realize something. In order to catch a Slytherin, one must think like a Slytherin. He decided it would be best to use the muggle theory of reverse psychology.

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Scorpius' POV

Scorpius was regretting his choice of excuse this time around. He loved his mum to death but it was way too boring at her house. There was absolutely nothing to do, no pitch in the backyard to play around with the snitch, and, more importantly, no Albus. Hang on, that was the whole point, right? He didn't like Albus, and if he said it enough he might just start to believe it. Well, a boy can hope.

A little while after dinner was served and eaten Scorpius decided to head out. He figured he might as well put his spare time to good use. He walked into The Barking Spider, a new bar. It had quickly become Scorpius' favorite for its wide selection of drinks. They had everything! From classic fire whiskey to more new and exotic drinks such as the frozen flame.

Scorpius sat on a barstool, and the bartender hurried over, "The usual?" He asked. Scorpius simply nodded and the barkeeper got it to him in record time. A lot on your mind tonight Malfoy Jr?" The barkeeper was an older wizard who knew his father well, hence the nickname. Scorpius wasn't fond of it, but he had more manners then to outright say he didn't like it.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. Nothing a few fire whiskeys can't handle though." Scorpius raised his glass in salute before taking a healthy swig. Instead of his thoughts being drowned out by the alcohol new ones came flooding in, namely his dad hooking up with Mr. Potter and moving in with them, bringing along his son. That thought brought Scorpius back to his biggest problem; Albus.

He just couldn't stop thinking of the other boy. There were many times during the weeks of Albus' persistent friendship offers that he was tempted to simply say yes. Make everything easier on himself and just give in to him. But that's not what Malfoy's do. They don't just give in to somebody, and Scorpius wouldn't admit to himself that he wouldn't be giving in to someone else but rather his own feelings. No, Scorpius was much too stubborn.

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The next week went by, and with each passing day Scorpius grew more and more confused. He had gotten used to Albus always around him trying to get him to talk or go to a club. But the entire week since he had returned from his mother's house, Albus had only spoken to him when necessary. He barely even looked at him anymore.

Not that it was bothering Scorpius. This is just what he wanted, right? Yes, It was what he wanted. He was finally being left alone. But that still didn't explain why every chance he got, Scorpius would be somewhere in the house where Albus usually was.

The only reason he could think of as to why he was doing that was because Scorpius had become so used to all the pestering that he felt like he was missing something in his daily routine. At least, that was all he allowed himself to think. Another few days went by and Albus was still barely acknowledging Scorpius. He was starting to get mad. How dare Albus ignore him? He was a Malfoy and a Slytherin. With both of those titles how should he not get his way? He mentally chastised himself for thinking that and then he finally gave up and allowed his feelings for Albus to take root.

The next day Scorpius went in search of Albus. First he looked in the kitchen because it was getting close to lunch hour. Albus wasn't in sight there but Scorpius managed to grab a snack before being shooed out by the House Elves. He tried the living room but quickly retreated after finding his dad and Harry in a passionate snog. He figured if he didn't get out of there quick he may see more of his father and Harry than he wanted.

Scorpius was getting frustrated. He'd tried the study, where Albus loved to find a book and sit at the big desk to read, but still no Albus. Scorpius suddenly thought of where he usually went to escape everyone and bolted up the stairs.

He didn't bother knocking as he reached Albus' room. He grabbed the door knob and rushed inside. Scorpius was yet again disappointed when Albus wasn't there. All he found in the room was a made bed and a neat dresser. He slowly walked over to the window and sat down on the oversized ledge. He leaned his forehead against the cool glass and sighed, giving up. Scorpius suddenly jolted upright. He had seen a movement down below.

The garden! How could he forget the garden? Scorpius quickly ran out of the room and down the stairs, carefully avoided the living room, and out to the back patio. He found the stone path that lead to the garden. He slowed to a walk so that Albus wouldn't hear him and run away.

He turned the corner in the maze-like path and stopped. There sat Albus in the brilliant sunlight, sitting on a bench reading a book. Scorpius stood there mesmerized as he watched Albus. It was a beautiful sight, his hair looked like it was streaked with gold and there was one lock that stubbornly hung in his eyes no matter how many times he tried to brush it away. After a while he realized that he was staring, and quickly looked away while clearing his throat to announce his presence.

The sudden sound startled Albus and he jumped so high he almost fell off the bench. Albus let out a yelp before catching himself and sitting upright, looking up to see who had interrupted him. Scorpius saw the surprise flash over Albus' eyes and then be replaced by a mask of casualness as if he had expected Scorpius to seek him out.

"Scorp, what brings you out here?"

Scorpius wasn't about to tell Albus that he had been looking for him for hours, instead he said. "I was trying to get away from Dad and Harry. They seemed only a few minutes away from shagging, from the looks of it." Scorpius smirked at Albus' look of disgust. No kid wants to see their Father shagging another man.

"Oh, gross" Was Albus' only response.

Scorpius was hit with another brilliant idea. Seeing as Albus had decided to start ignoring him as he had done to Albus, he decided to take Albus' old role in this.

"I was thinking of going out tonight. You know to a club or a bar maybe. Would you care to join me?" Scorpius thought he saw excitement pass over Albus' face but it was masked into an indifferent face too soon to be sure.

"Pity, I was going to meet up with my brother and some of my cousins tonight. You remember James, Rose, and Hugo? Sorry, maybe another time." Albus grabbed his book and swiftly pushed past Scorpius. How dare Albus use one of Scorpius' own excuses on him? Well he figured he'd just have to fix that. Scorpius smirked to himself before turning and heading back into the house to scheme.