A/N: I'm back to writing and updating. Having the tedious task of changing my surname with the bank, driving licence and all the other places. Yawn!
Enjoy this chapter.
Chapter Ten
Al met Rose and sat with her at the Ravenclaw table. He told her how Scorpius was doing and also informed her that he and Scorpius were an item.
"Oh Al that is great. I figured out he was gay early on and it was obvious to me that he had a crush on you. I hope he returns to school soon, he's only been a student for a short while but he is missed." Her spirits had lifted at hearing that Scorpius was getting better.
"Have the girls been gossiping about Paige or anything suspicious?" Al queried as he reached for a sandwich.
"No. Scorpius has a lot of fangirls, so I'm sure they will find out soon enough. Paige has been questioned and apparently denied everything, but she has no alibi so I think she hasn't been ruled out yet." Rose's dislike for Paige had increased immensely since Scorpius accident.
"Maybe I should act as if I want her back and maybe she'd confess to me?" Al hoped Scorpius would forgive him if he did that.
Rose grinned, "How very Slytherin of you Al. I think that is a good plan, she's desperate to have you back. Okay then I will tell her tonight that you want to see her alone." Rose grinned mischievously, anything to get one over on that stuck up bitch was enough to make her day.
Later that night Rose approached bitch face. "Paige, Al asked me to tell you he wants to speak with you alone. He's in the corridor outside. I told him he was stupid for wanting to go near you again, but he wouldn't listen." Rose glared at her and walked away.
Paige beamed and straightened her clothes, before flouncing out of the joint common room to meet Al.
Al smiled brightly at her as she approached, "I'm glad you came. I thought you wouldn't want to give me another chance."
She crossed her arms over her chest, "Well I suppose I want to hear what you have to say for yourself." She snootily said.
Al nodded, "Look I'm sorry. Malfoy confused me and turned me against you. But since he's been away from school I feel like my old self again. I missed you." Al was proud that he managed to supress the shudder of disgust.
"You're not forgiven Al. Maybe if we go to your dorm we can have a more private conversation?" She flicked her hair and took hold of his hand. Dragging him towards the dungeon before he could answer.
You're doing this for Scorpius. He chanted all the way to his room.
They settled on his bed and she glared at Scorpius' bed.
"Malfoy ruined everything." She seethed.
Al glared at his bed too, "I know. Fucking asshole. I hate him. I think he had a crush on me and slipped me a love potion. I wouldn't have touched him otherwise. We were just friends, I'm not even gay Paige. Now he's done that I'm not his friend anymore."
Paige smirked, "What a fool. He's going to return to school with no friends and a lot more enemies."
Al agreed, "Yes and I'm one of them. He isn't going to get away with giving me a love potion. That night of the hunt, if he wasn't attacked I expect he would have tried it on with me. He kissed me, and I wanted it because I was under the potion."
Paige seemed like Christmas had come early, "So you never wanted to kiss him and you don't fancy him? I thought you were acting weird. I knew something was wrong when you finished with me."
Shallow stuck up bitch.
"No of course I didn't want to kiss him he's a guy and a fucking Malfoy. Dad would have a fit. Will you take me back Paige? I promise I'll make it up to you." He took hold of her face and caressed her cheek.
"Okay Al one more chance." She moved forwards and pressed her lips to his.
It took a lot of willpower not to push her away and spit on the floor, as he wiped his mouth.
Al pulled back and led down, pulling Paige to lay beside him. He cuddled her and stroked her hair. After a while he spoke up, "I wish I knew who attacked him. Than I could thank them properly and maybe we can plot to get him again but make a better job of it. No one drugs me with a love potion and gets away with it." He seethed.
Paige shifted besides him but remained quiet. So Al continued, "I even pretended to be angry at Goyle and questioned him to try and get answers. He was useless as always. I mean maybe the person who attacked him can get some more acid, then I can use an Incarcerous on him whilst he's sleeping and then pour acid on him or something. Let it linger before he gets treatment." Al pondered out loud.
She sighed, "What if I told you I know who attacked him." She sat up and looked down at Al.
"I would buy you all the gifts you could ever wish for and kiss you a million times." He excitedly said.
She grinned, "Would you tell everyone that you love me?" she smiled sweetly.
"Of course. I do love you Paige, but I am happy to confess it to the whole school if that is what you want." He kissed her briefly.
She giggled, "Al you always knew how to make me spill my secrets."
Because you are a fickle person, who wants to gossip and boast.
"Now don't be mad. I knew something was wrong when you dumped me and you were acting so weird. I didn't realise it was a love potion. Goyle had seen you two snogging and told me. I was so angry, I felt betrayed and I hated Scorpius and his smug face."
She paused, when Al didn't shout at her for insulting Scorpius she continued.
"Well I overheard some stupid second years discussing an article in a filthy muggle magazine. They left it behind in the joint common room. It was an article on the rise of acid attacks in the muggle community. Well I was intrigued and managed to get hold of some when I went into Hogsmeade. I snuck it into the castle and kept it. This was before I knew you had kissed though. I had the acid ready for the perfect moment."
Al smiled, "You are clever Paige. What happened?" he kept the hatred out of his voice.
"Well that night of the hunt I knew Scorpius would try it on. So when Goyle reported that you had kissed I was angry. So angry I wanted revenge and the best revenge was to disfigure his perfect fucking face. I disguised myself and cast a disillusionment charm, then when you left I crept up to him and threw it over him. I ran before anyone saw me and returned to my room almost immediately. I was only gone ten minutes tops. Can't pin anything on me." She smugly said.
Al clenched his fists and stopped himself from reaching out and strangling her. He would wait until she fell asleep, he would sneak out and show his memory of her confession to the headmistress and she would be arrested.
"So the headmistress questioned you? Did she not figure it out?" he queried casually.
She smiled, "It's all hearsay and he said, she said. So what if I hate Malfoy – most of the school do. I was only gone ten minutes and I said I had no idea what acid was or where to get it."
Al shook his head, "Amazing Paige." He proudly said, hating himself for acting like this.
She hugged him, "I thought you'd be so mad. I'm pleased that you appreciate what I tried to do. But I heard the bastard survived with no scars."
"We'll think of another plan. Me and you together will come up with something that won't fail." He led back down and pulled her with him.
Eventually she fell asleep snuggled into his side. He carefully extracted himself, stepped out and locked the dorm room door. Then ran all the way to the headmistress office.
He knocked and burst through the door before he got an answer. The headmistress, Mr Malfoy and one of his dad's colleagues from the Auror department were there.
"Mr Potter I did not say you can come in." she reprimanded.
Al held his side, he had a stitch. "Bloody dungeons are so far away…"
Draco smirked.
"Is that all you want to say Mr Potter? As you can see I am in a meeting." She sounded annoyed.
After a few moments he stood straight, "No. I have more to say. I managed to get Paige Flint to confess to attacking Scorpius. You can have my memory as evidence. She is asleep in my dorm room and I locked the door. I suggest you go get her before she tries to make a run for it."
All three adults stared in disbelief at him, "Pardon. Tell me again." McGonagall requested.
Al grinned, "I lied – I know that was bad but it was worth it. Anyway I told her that Scorpius drugged me with a love potion and that I didn't really like him. That I was angry and wanted to thank who attacked him. Then I pretended I wanted to go back out with her. That girl is desperate, she practically wet her pants at that…."
Al caught Mr Malfoy sniggering and continued his story.
"Anyway she was all over me like a rash – I need a shower. I spun a ridiculous story and told her that maybe I should get together with the attacker and try again. That we wouldn't fail if we both put our minds to it. She was so eager to boast about what she done. She confessed that she purchased the acid in Hogsmeade and attacked Scorpius. Bitch." Al took a deep breath.
"That's it. Do you want my memory?" he offered.
McGonagall blinked away her shock and handed him a glass vial. Al extracted his memory and put it into the empty container. He handed it to her.
"You can keep it, I don't want to remember kissing her. Will she be expelled and charged?" Al hoped she would be punished properly.
"That is for me and Auror Anderson to decide. Now if you wait here Al, I will escort Auror Anderson to your dorm to fetch Miss Flint." She stood and left the office.
That left Al alone with Mr Malfoy. Al looked around, then peered over at McGonagall's desk, seeing if he could gain any gossip. She might have something scandalous in her desk draws.
"Empty I looked before she greeted me earlier." Mr Malfoy spoke up.
Al turned to face him, "Oh that's a shame. Probably has a special hiding place in her quarters. I wonder if it's on the map?" he absently pondered.
"Map?" Draco was puzzled now.
Al shrugged, "Dads old map." Was all he deemed as an acceptable answer, Draco frowned – Mini Potter was just as strange as big Potter.
"How's Scorpius?" Al realised he should have asked that first.
"He's doing great. Luckily for him Flint has a piss poor throwing arm and only some of it actually hit her target. He should be returning to school by the weekend." Al wasn't sure but Mr Malfoy seemed to be speaking to him in a kinder tone.
"That's great. Because I promised him that I would win our next seeker game and I don't like breaking my promises." He cheerily told Draco.
Draco was really warming to the Potter spawn. Only slightly but he could see why Scorpius was so taken by him. He was a happy lad and you couldn't help but feel cheerful around him.
"However you're quite happy to lie?" Draco teased.
Al didn't seem fazed, "Yeah if it gets me what I want. I'm not naive enough to think just because I don't lie, that everyone else is telling the truth. So if you can't beat them join them. I don't always lie, just when it suits. It worked didn't it?" he casually answered.
"Yes it did. Very clever of you. A true Slytherin and nothing like dear old dad." Draco commented.
"Well Scorpius isn't like you. He smiles." Al joked.
That broke him Draco couldn't help but smile at that. Al had cheek and he liked it.
"Well please accept my gratitude. On behalf of the Malfoy family and Scorpius, thank you." Draco meant it too.
He couldn't wait for Al to come over at Christmas and stir some trouble with his dad. What great entertainment.
Al nodded, "Accepted. So dad reckons I won't survive the Malfoy Christmas. As long as I have Scorpius in my corner I guess I can cope with Lucius and his attitude."
Draco had to act cool and indifferent but in that moment he knew he had accepted Al as Scorpius boyfriend. He wasn't afraid to take on Lucius for Scorpius and that meant a lot.
"He may curse you and try and poison your food, but he's harmless." Draco wasn't worried, Lucius was the only one who would object to having Al over.
"Maybe I will bring the tackiest and cheapest Christmas crackers. Then insist that he wears the paper hat – that will piss him off. Oh and I can maybe buy him a really inappropriate present, give him something to complain about. If he's too busy insulting me he might leave off Scorpius for being gay." Al could deal with a few insults.
Draco shook his head, "You are such a strange boy. Just so you know I have come to terms with Scorpius' choices and Lucius is the only one who still objects."
Al grinned and ran a hand through his hair, "Cool. Bet Scorpius is happy – he missed you." Al went over to the pensive cabinet and glanced in the basin. Empty.
"Nosy git aren't you." Draco fondly said. He couldn't bring himself to speak coldly to him.
"Yeah mum says I take after dad. He was always getting into trouble because of it – he argued that it helped him a lot of the time." He liked talking about his dad.
"You cannot do that at Malfoy Manor. You may find yourself in a spot of bother if you touch something you shouldn't. You may be cursed, hexed, jinxed or even trapped somewhere. I'd keep your hands to yourself, which includes not touching my son." He warned.
Al rolled his eyes, "I'm surprised you don't have an anti-Potter ward up…. Turns all Potter's to stone the moment they set foot on the property."
Draco laughed, "No I had that dismantled when I heard you were coming over. However I do know a spell that I will cast on Scorpius. His skin will glow orange in all the places you have touched him. If any part of him is orange you will be in trouble." He coolly explained.
Al gulped, he wasn't sure if he was really joking now. He vowed to read up in the library to see if such a spell existed and how to counter it.
"Right keep my hands to myself – no touching, kissing or other such things with your only son. No touching the antiques or artefacts. Anything else?" he asked.
Draco waited thinking a moment, "You do know how to use cutlery and the proper etiquette?" he generally wondered if all Potter ate with their fingers like cave men.
Al frowned, "Cutlery? What is this strange thing you speak of? It sounds just as strange as this thing called soap?" Al laughed.
"Yes I am quite capable of holding utensils and I can be polite when required." He responded seriously.
Draco didn't think Al realised just how many courses they would be eating, they would have many sets of cutlery and he would have to use them in the correct order. It would be fun to watch him struggle.
McGonagall returned with the Auror and Paige. She had been crying and was screaming that Al was lying.
Al glared at her. The Auror used McGonagall's fireplace to floo with Paige to the Ministry and he took Al's memory with him.
The headmistress spoke to Al briefly and then dismissed him.
"Bye Mr Malfoy, until Christmas." He called over his shoulder.
Draco wondered how Harry and Weaslette managed to produce a son with half a brain and a part way decent personality.
Al filled Rose in and they had a mini celebration, with Bryony and Jasmine. Celebrating Scorpius' return and Paige's departure.
The time until the weekend dragged and Al was restless. He wanted Scorpius back and he wanted to kiss him again. He absently wondered if Mr Malfoy cast that spell on him already, he hoped not. Because by the time Al was done greeting Scorpius he would be glowing orange.
Scorpius bid his dad farewell in the headmistress's office, his dad had informed him that he had accepted that he was gay and wouldn't object to his relationship with Al. Scorpius was ecstatic, and he wanted to tell Al the good news.
He walked at a fast pace, but did not run. Malfoy's don't run. He entered the common room, walked on by everyone else, they didn't matter. Finally he reached the door to his dorm, he pushed open the door and saw Al sprawled out on his bed reading the newspaper.
He glanced up and soon as his eyes took in the sight of Scorpius, he flung the paper on the floor and jumped off the bed with speed and agility. He rushed over and pulled Scorpius into a tight hug.
"Welcome back." He spoke into Scorpius' hair.
"It's good to be back. I missed you." Scorpius replied.
Al pulled away and dragged him to his bed. They sat side by side, "You're not orange?" Al reached out and caressed his cheek. "Definitely not orange."
Scorpius frowned, "Why would I be? Al you are so strange."
Al smiled slowly, "Your dad said he would cast a spell that turned you orange in all the places I touched you." Al explained.
"Oh. That sounds like something he'd do. Maybe it only glows orange when he activates it, or he hasn't put it on yet. Does that mean you're not going to touch me?" Scorpius sulked. His dad always spoilt his fun.
Al sniggered, "When will you learn. I'm a Potter and we always break the rules. Besides he can't harm me too much, dad would kill him. You know I think he secretly likes me." Al proudly informed his boyfriend.
"Yes I think he does. He likes to be entertained, I'm sure he will enjoy the Christmas holidays for that reason alone. Can we not talk about my dad? We have some kissing to do." He turned to Al and captured his lips before he could answer.
Al smiled against his lips and then returned his kiss. It felt right – Al had no doubt left, he wanted to be with Scorpius even if he was a boy. Something that felt this good couldn't be wrong.
Naturally the next day the whole school knew that Paige was the one who attacked Scorpius and had been expelled. She was also being charged by the Ministry, Al hadn't heard what her punishment was but he was glad they were charging her. It would go on her record and make it difficult to get a job and she only has her OWLs, being expelled before the NEWTs.
Rose had hugged Scorpius for ages, fretting over him and apologising for not catching Paige before she attacked. Scott Wood came to meet her, they were spending the Saturday together as a couple. He cleared his throat.
"Rose can you please put Malfoy down and turn you attention to me, your boyfriend?" he joked.
She let Scorpius go, "I guess I can manage that." She stood said goodbye to Al and Scorpius and left the great hall holding Scott's hand.
"What do you want to do today?" Al asked Scorpius.
He thought for a moment, "Maybe something outside as I've been stuck indoors too long. Not flying though, I don't think I'm up to that just yet."
Al nodded, "Okay. Well we can always go for a walk around the grounds and just wing it." He suggested.
"Sure sounds good to me. You, me and no one else interrupting."
They bundled up against the November cold weather and took a leisurely walk starting from the lake.
"I wonder if I go into the forbidden forest, if I'd be able to find animal dung." Al said out loud.
Scorpius chuckled, "Why on earth would you want to find dung?" Scorpius was amused, Al was so strange yet adorable.
"Oh. I was going to mix it with perfume or something. Put it in a fancy tub and give it to your granddad for Christmas. I can say it's an expensive face mask or something." Al replied casually.
Scorpius laughed, "That is a brilliant idea. But he probably won't put anything on his face that a Potter gave him. Nice try though."
"Really though I only have him to worry about, right?" Al asked, he was still nervous about Christmas with the Malfoys, even if Scorpius' dad accepted him.
Scorpius remained silent thinking, "Yeah I think mother would be pleased that I have a boyfriend – my first boyfriend. Dad seems to have grown attached to you, grandmother is like mother, just wants to see me happy. Grandfather still dislikes the fact I'm gay and you're a Potter, so he'll hate you on principal."
Al stopped walking and frowned, "I hope you realise that I am your first and last boyfriend. There will be no more after me, as there will not be an after me." Al seriously said, his air of playfulness gone.
Scorpius walked back to him and grinned, "Possessive – I like it." He pulled Al forwards by his scarf and kissed him until Al forgot his worries.
"So what you're saying is I will not have another boyfriend again. So I am stuck with you forever!" Scorpius teased.
Al shoved him playfully, "Yep. If you want to break up dad has contacts, unforgivables. We can arrange to make you disappear and no one will ever know what happened."
Scorpius laughed, "I think my family contacts are a little more frightening then your dad's contacts. Trust me you do not want to upset a Malfoy – it will be the last thing you do."
Al rolled his eyes, "So far all the Malfoys I have met have been funny and friendly in their own weird way. In fact I think I am more frightened of my grandma Molly, than any big bad Malfoys."
"Well you should be. But as long as you stay on their good side you'd be alright. So you think your mum will accept me? I guess your dad has." Scorpius asked as they continued to walk.
"Maybe. She'd give you a chance but she will be a hard one to win over. Dad automatically accepts you as he trust me and my judgement. Aunt Hermione will be okay if you tell her you read Hogwarts: A History. Uncle Ron will tease you but won't object not really. Lilly likes you and James will blame you for turning me gay. He can be a bit of a prat, but he'd be alright eventually." Al rambled.
Scorpius sighed, "Too many relatives to appease and to win over. I stand no chance." He whined.
Al squeezed his hand, "No usually they all stick together. Win a few over and they all follow. Besides they only want what's best for me, and you are what's best for me."
Scorpius smiled, but continued to worry of the eventual meeting with Al and his huge group of family members.
Over the next few weeks Al and Scorpius grew more confident with each other. They never announced their relationship, but it was obvious. They weren't overly affectionate in public, but they would hold hands and occasionally kiss. They went to Hogsmeade together and when asked if they were dating they confirmed it.
They had only really kissed, in various positions and had heavy make out sessions. But they hadn't gone any further, Al having never done this with a boy was nervous and Scorpius didn't want to push Al.
The Christmas holidays were fast approaching and it had been arranged that Al would go to the Malfoys one evening for a meal, and Scorpius would go to The Burrow for a meal, so they could meet the respective families.
Al was meeting the Malfoys first, and he was nervous and a bit uneasy. However the holidays soon came and Al kissed Scorpius goodbye on the train, not wanting to earn a glare from Mr Malfoy if he did it on the platform.
As Al stepped off the platform he saw his family and waved, "Quickly come say hi before you go find your family." Al suggested, as he walked away waiting for no answer.
Scorpius took a deep breath and followed. Luckily it was just Mr Potter, Mrs Potter waiting. Lilly was still on the train chatting to her friends and James was elsewhere. He could see Mr and Mrs Weasley, but they were too busy greeting their own children.
Al hugged his mum and dad, "Alright. Mum, dad this is Scorpius Malfoy." After a moment he added, "My boyfriend."
Harry smiled, "Yes I remember. It is nice to see you away from the hospital. You look well." Harry kindly filled the silence.
Scorpius smiled, he like Al's dad he was easy going and seemed to try and keep the peace where possible. "Thank you Mr Potter. I feel a lot better. I almost have no scars. None on my face anyway, just a few on my chest. Probably shouldn't have gone bare chested as my costume." He joked.
Harry nodded. Mrs Potter gave him a small smile, "See you at Christmas Scorpius. I think your father is getting impatient." She indicated behind Scorpius where his dad was waiting.
Scorpius looked sheepish, "Ops. He's always been a bit impatient. Nice to meet you, I'll see you soon. Bye." Scorpius smiled at Al but didn't risk another kiss, and went over to his dad.
Al missed Scorpius already, but soon he had the Weasley/Potter clan to occupy him and the excitement that was Christmas. Scorpius and he wrote to each other regularly.
Now it was the day of Al's dinner date with the Malfoys. He wore his smartest trousers, shirt and robes. They probably weren't good enough for the company, but they were a damn sight better than his muggle jeans and scruffy t-shirts. His uncle Ron assured him if he didn't return by 11pm, he would send in the Aurors.
"Thanks Ron that really helps calm me." Al sarcastically replied.
His dad patted him on the back, "You must really like him huh? I wouldn't sit down with the whole Malfoy family for anything."
Ron joked, "Maybe when Al and Scorpius marry, you'd have to sit with them at the wedding meal. The top table with all the family. Blimey imagine having Malfoy as your father in law. Shit good luck Al."
Al scrunched up his nose, "No one is getting married. We are sixteen – no way."
Ron shrugged, "I know. But in like twenty years or summit."
Al rolled his eyes, "I'd better go I'm sure they value good time keeping skills."
He stepped into the fireplace and called out Malfoy Manor. He stepped out into a large reception room, it appeared to be the designated greeting place for guests. Scorpius beamed at him and mouthed, "Missed you."
Al grinned back, "Hello Mr Malfoy. I hope I'm not late my Uncle Ron wouldn't shut up."
Mr Malfoy arched an eyebrow, "Well some things never change. Come through to the dining room."
They walked out of the reception room and crossed the hall. Well not really a hall, it was probably as big as Al's living room. It held a grand staircase, it was magnificent. Al had only seen a glimpse of it and thought it was astonishing, a true stately manor and opulent place. In fact Al had visited a few English country manors, on days out. His granddad loves muggle things, and went through a phase of dragging the grandkids around muggle tourist attractions.
He has seen a fair few grand manors and Malfoy manor was in the top three. It was beautiful, but Al couldn't imagine anyone actually living here. It was like a museum and far too ostentatious.
"This is probably going to sound really stupid, but you have a stunning staircase Mr Malfoy." Al complimented.
Mr Malfoy smiled, "Not stupid at all. It is indeed stunning." He didn't elaborate, but Al was just pleased Mr Malfoy didn't make a snide remark.
They entered a huge, well Al would have called it a dining room, because of the dining table – but it was more like a banquet hall. Apart from the lack of an enchanted ceiling, it was as grand as the great hall at Hogwarts.
"Wow," Al breathed, "This is spectacular."
Scorpius smiled at him, "Yes you get used to it eventually."
Al didn't think he ever would, he liked looking at the beauty of it but he knew he could never live somewhere like this. For fear of breaking antiques, marring precious fabrics and just the atmosphere it created. It wasn't relaxing and he felt uncomfortable, like he had to be on his best behaviour. At home they ate at a dining table but it was casual and relaxed. Sometimes his parents let him eat in the living room as he watched TV.
He would bet a hundred Galleons that there wasn't a TV at Malfoy Manor.
Scorpius showed him his seat. He wasn't sure if he should greet the other occupants before sitting down. He wished he looked up the proper way to behave. Stop it Al – they are not royalty as much as they like to act like it.
He thanked Scorpius and turned to face Scorpius mother and his grandmother Al assumed, "Evening ladies." He glanced at Scorpius' granddad and nodded.
He sat down and stared at his place setting, there were lots of different sets of cutlery, plates, glasses and he had no idea where to start. He vaguely remembered watching a muggle film where the lead actor had no idea how to use the utensils.
A voice in his head said, start from the outside and work your way inwards. If unsure follow the lead of the host.
Right he could do that. He unfolded his napkin, he was tempted to tuck it in his front, but only Scorpius would see the funny side. Instead he placed it gently over his lap. He smiled up at the Malfoy family.
A house elf popped in view next to Al and poured him some water.
"Um thanks." Al said, the elf's eyes went wide and he hurried off to fill the other glasses.
Al shrugged, he probably wasn't allowed to speak to the elves – Oh well.
Al had never felt so uncomfortable in his whole life. Even waiting to be sorted in first year wasn't as nerve wrecking as this. Even being sorted into Slytherin and having the whole school gasp and gossip about you- the first Potter to be a Slytherin.
Mrs Malfoy took pity on him and started conversation, "I hear you are a Slytherin too." Al wondered if she read his mind, but dismissed that idea.
"Yes that's right. The first Potter to be one I believe. Although I think dad told me once he should have been in Slytherin but he asked the sorting hat not to put him in that house. So he was sorted into Gryffindor. Technically I should have been the second Potter to be a Slytherin." Al was pleased to see that he managed to stun the usually composed Malfoys.
Scorpius was sat opposite him and chuckled, "I bet if your dad did go into Slytherin he would have been the next dark lord or something." Scorpius joked.
Al nodded, "Yeah probably." He laughed too.
"Scorpius that is hardly a joking matter." His grandmother chastised.
"Sorry." He immediately said.
"No it's okay Mrs Malfoy dad jokes about it all the time. I think he likes to choose when to be Slytherin and when to be a Gryffindor. I believe that it doesn't really matter, school houses don't rule your life after school. But it's a nice tradition and I am pleased I was sorted into the best house." He did honestly love being in Slytherin.
"I was hoping for Ravenclaw." Scorpius said.
Draco glared at him, Scorpius was doing a good job of trying to wind up his grandfather tonight.
"Don't be absurd Scorpius. Malfoys belong in Slytherin and nowhere else." Lucius drawled.
Scorpius ignored him, and Al wondered how they would keep the conversation going over the course of the evening. It was so formal and cold – maybe when they didn't have guests they relaxed somewhat.
Al had an amusing image of the Malfoys sat in jogging bottoms, eating off lap trays and slobbing in front of the TV.
"What is your favourite subject?" Mrs Malfoy tried again to make Al feel at ease.
Food appeared in front of them and Al answered before he started eating, "Potions. It's like the universe thinks it's funny, I look like my dad but I am completely opposite. He was shi – um bad at potions. However I seem to have a natural talent. Although Rose seems to trump everyone in grades."
Scorpius winced, Al wondered if he was wincing at the mention of a Weasley, or the fact he admitted that Rose beats them in grades.
"This Rose girl even beats you Scorpius?" his grandfather asked.
Al saw Mr Malfoy give a small eye roll.
"Yes. She is smarter than me. Besides she dedicates her life to studying and I have far better things to do with my time. I am still top of the class, just joint top and I maintain a life." He didn't seem to care that he was agitating his grandfather.
"So Mr Potter is leading you astray? I assume the far better things involves him." Lucius coldly said.
The others started eating and ignored Lucius, he obviously lectured Scorpius a lot. Neither they nor Scorpius seemed to care about what he had to say.
"Yes Al is a bad influence. My perfect grades obviously reflect that. Trust me grandfather, I have looked up the families' exam results and I currently am on track to best you all in my grades." He icily said.
Al grinned at Scorpius. Scorpius didn't shout or curse, he calmly and casually comes back with a smart remark that puts whoever insulted him in their place.
Narcissa smiled, "Lucius, Scorpius is a very clever boy, and he will do well on his NEWTs. Please stop harassing him. A change of subject I think, Draco darling please choose a subject to talk about."
Draco wondered if he should join forces with Scorpius and wind up his father, or just stay neutral. Draco was taking too long to start a conversation, Al decided to cut in. Even if it was rude.
"Scorpius has told me all about your vineyard in France Mrs Malfoy. The pictures are wonderful, however I'm sure they do not do it justice." He praised.
Scorpius gave him the thumbs up. Al wanted to play footsies with him, but the darn table was too wide.
Narcissa smiled fondly, she loved her orchard and so did Scorpius, "Yes the place is glorious. I try to visit there once a year at least. Scorpius and I have fond memories of the place."
Scorpius smiled at his grandmother.
"Do you produce wine there?" Al asked.
"Yes. We do, we might as well take advantage of what we have got. In fact the wine with this evening's main course is form our vineyard." Al liked Mrs Malfoy, she wasn't grandmotherly like his grandma Molly, but she was nice and her eyes showed that she cared greatly for Scorpius.
"I've never been to France, I cannot speak the language." Al admitted.
Scorpius laughed, "That was obvious Al. I asked him ages ago if he spoke any languages and he said no, none. I promised to teach him, go on say what I taught you."
Al shifted in his seat, "Um I'm not very good at it. I have only learnt what Scorpius has taught me so far, Scorpius et moi sommes ensemble, et pas seulement des amis." He attempted to say.
Draco hid a grin and Lucius glared at him, "Excuse me!" he firmly demanded.
Al glanced at Scorpius and he was trying not to laugh. "Um Scorpius said it meant, that Scorpius and I are really good friends or something."
Lucius turned to Scorpius, "You lied to him? Or your French is poor?"
Scorpius arched an eyebrow, "My French is perfect thank you very much. Al was correct in his announcement, Al and I are together as more than friends."
Al groaned and uttered quietly, "Git."
He had walked right into that one, at least Scorpius didn't get him to insult the family in French. He only announced his true relationship. Obviously Draco hadn't informed Lucius that Al was more than a friend.
"Scorpius you know how I feel about your preferences and you cannot expect me to believe that you voluntarily chose a Potter as your partner." He looked livid.
Al was surprised, they had barely got passed the main course and it was all kicking off. Scorpius was determined to aggravate his grandfather.
"I do voluntarily choose a Potter as my boyfriend. I'm gay grandfather deal with it." Scorpius looked at his mother.
"Sorry if I have disrupted another family meal, but I wasn't prepared to pretend Al was just my friend." He always suck by what he believed was the right thing and telling everyone Al was his boyfriend was the right thing.
Lucius stood, "I will not be subjected to such an insolent display. You were obviously too spoilt as a child and do not show the proper respect to your elders. I will not accept your sexuality, it is unnatural and I will never accept any boyfriend of yours, let alone a Potter."
He inclined his head to his wife and then swept out of the dining room.
"You must excuse Lucius, he is very dramatic and opinionated. I do not share the same opinion as my husband. You have my blessing Mr Potter, however you do anything wrong by Scorpius and you will see that I am the Malfoy to watch." She stood and apologised to Draco and Astoria.
"Now you must excuse me, I have a husband to appease. Scorpius I suggest you try not to push your grandfather to heart failure again over the holidays." She left the room and Al wondered if he should go home.
"Scorpius you could have warned me you were going to tell your grandfather." Draco scolded.
"Sorry father, I couldn't resist." Scorpius and Draco seemed to fighting an attack of the giggles.
Astoria sighed, "What am I going to do with the two of you. You're both as bad as each other. Al do excuse my husband and son, they obviously left their manners elsewhere."
Al grinned, "Its okay. Scorpius I couldn't believe you taught me that, I don't trust the other phases you taught me know."
Scorpius did snicker then, "No I wouldn't relay them now you'd turn mother's hair grey."
Al groaned, "Scorpius."
Then he figured out what one of the phases must mean, "Scorpius! I could have asked if….if…blimey. How did you know I'd say the polite one?"
Scorpius bit his lip, "I didn't. Grandfather would have flipped if you asked him…well it would have been funny."
Draco raised his eyebrows at his son in question, "Nothing father. Well nothing Al wants to repeat, unless we're alone."
"Scorpius!" Al buried his head in his hands.
Draco scolded his son, but his heart wasn't in it. They continued to eat dinner and Al was much more relaxed now it was just Scorpius, his mother and his father. The conversation flowed and the atmosphere wasn't as tense.
They had a break before dessert and Scorpius showed Al his room.
Al loosely held Scorpius by the hips, looking at him. "Prat. I almost asked if your grandfather wanted a blowjob."
Scorpius burst out laughing. "I know funny right."
"Um no it bloody well wasn't." Al was mortified, "Your father guessed the other phases you taught me. It was embarrassing."
Scorpius kissed him, "I'll make it up to you. I promise. Maybe after dinner, Je pea vous donner une fellation." Scorpius purred in his ear.
Al jumped, "What? No way. What if your dad cast that spell, he'd know."
Scorpius rolled his eyes, "It will only show where your hands have been. Your hands will not be touching me."
"No. N-O. No way, this place is creepy and I rather keep my manhood. Your dad will castrate me if he knew we did that." Al stepped away.
Scorpius pouted.
"Don't sulk. I am not letting you suck me off."
"Fine. I won't offer again, your loss." He declared.
Al hesitated, "What never again?"
Scorpius smiled slowly, Al was so easy to manipulate. "Nope never ever again."
"That's blackmail. You can't withhold future blowjobs just because I won't let you do it now." Al complained.
"I can and I will." He declared, stubbornly.
Al suspected he was lying but he didn't want to take that risk, "Okay maybe later. But Scorpius Malfoy I will get you back for this. Just you wait until your visit mine."
Scorpius grinned, "Oh so scared. Anyone would think you're going to be tortured later, trust me Al you're going to be glad you said yes." He pulled Al forwards and kissed him.
They were called to dessert and Al wondered if Mr Malfoy knew they'd been kissing, Al kept glancing at Scorpius to see if he turned orange.
After dessert they stayed and spoke to Scorpius' parents for a while, then Scorpius made excuses and dragged them back to his bedroom. They only had just under an hour before Al was scheduled to return home.
Confident that Scorpius wasn't going to be turning orange anytime soon, Al joined him on the bed and participated in some heavy duty snogging.
Al jumped when he felt Scorpius unfasten his trousers and slip his hand through the opening.
"Sc-Scorpius what if your dad walks in?" he stammered.
"He won't. He respects my privacy, besides he'd knock first and wait for an answer." Scorpius explained in between kisses and strokes.
Al's will to argue fled, he was giving in to the wonderful sensation of having his cock stroked by Scorpius.
"Hmmm that's good." He absently said as he lent back against the many pillows that adorned Scorpius' bed.
Scorpius kissed behind his ear and whispered, "Just you wait." He descended, kissing as he moved down Al's body.
He pulled Al free of his trousers, smirked up at him leaned forward, opening his lips to receive Al's cock.
Al moaned out, Scorpius' mouth was soft, wet and warm as it slid down his shaft, taking inch by inch. Scorpius' tongue tickling the underside. It was the most fantastic feeling ever. Al reached out and put his hands on top of Scorpius' head, Al wanted to thrust forward and feel more, but he restrained himself. Al was experiencing the most fantastic sensation he'd ever felt. Paige had given him a blowjob before, but she was all teeth, gaging and complaining.
Al decided this was different from blowjobs Paige had given him. Unlike Paige, Scorpius absolutely loved what he was doing. His eagerness and hunger for sucking his cock were genuine; he wasn't doing it out of a sense of obligation like Paige. Scorpius was enjoying it just as much as he was and Scorpius was one talented fucker.
Al tightened his grip on Scorpius hair and thrust his hips upwards. He was close, he could feel it building inside him, he was ready to explode.
"Fuck so close…." Al moaned out.
Without saying a word, Scorpius moved his free hand down and started stroking his own cock to the same rhythm he was sucking Al's. Al watched in fascination, incredibly turned on at the thought that sucking his cock made Scorpius so hard and that they were both getting so much pleasure from this blowjob.
Al tensed and came, he came for what seemed like minutes as Scorpius gulped, sucked, swallowed and then licked. His intensity as he stared at his cock and carefully cleaned every inch with his mouth and tongue struck Al as the very definition of lust.
"Fuck Scorpius. That was incredible." Al panted.
Scorpius grinned, "Well that's good to hear. Better get ready, I'm sure father will be up soon to remind you it's time to go home." Scorpius went to the bathroom to clean himself as best he could. Unable to do magic in the holidays was a real pain.
"I have no idea why I was trying to stop you from doing that." He couldn't keep the contented smile off his face.
Scorpius kissed him. Al had managed to put himself away and he was hugging Scorpius when a knock came at his door.
Scorpius stepped away and opened the door, "Alright father." He said casually, Al admired him, not even a blush.
He on the other hand was probably bright red, cluing Mr Malfoy into the fact that Scorpius wasn't as innocent as he sounded.
"Yes fine thank you Scorpius. You boys better have behaved." He narrowed his eyes slightly at Al.
"Of course we did father. I wouldn't dream of doing something as ludicrous as kissing my boyfriend in my bedroom. Even though we share a dorm room at Hogwarts. Honestly father." He complained.
"I think we have had enough of your cheek tonight Scorpius. It's time for Al to return home. Otherwise I am sure we will have a house full of Aurors demanding to search the dungeons." He dryly informed them.
They walked back to the same fireplace Al had arrived through. He thanked Mr Malfoy and waved to Scorpius, no way was he risking a kiss. He floo'ed home, his dad looked up from his paperwork.
"Have a good time?" he wasn't sure a good time was even a possibility at the Malfoys.
"Uh um yes. Their cutlery was gold – gold dad!" he exclaimed.
Harry laughed, "Yes I can quite imagine."
Overall Al was happy with how his meeting of Scorpius' family had gone.