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"Madam Puddifoot's?" Al asked, grimacing, "When you told me to leave the planning to you I assumed you had something more original in mind."
"O ye of little faith." Scorpius chided, "Stop complaining, Al. Don't you trust me?"
Al rolled his eyes, "I'm regretting the fact that I do."
Scorpius turned and pouted, "Come on, humour me. I've always wanted to come here with you."
Al's green eyes lit up with mischief and amusement, "You what?"
Scorpius blushed, "I've always wanted to come here with you, alright? I've come here with other guys, seen you walk past with your friends and then tried to pretend that it was you sitting across from me. Which was always extremely difficult given the fact that you could barely stand to look at me for more than a minute leave alone actually talk to me." As he spoke, the colour faded from Scorpius's cheeks and a faraway look that spoke of sadness had entered his eyes. "I-I didn't think I'd ever get a chance with you."
"Scorpius." Al's voice was soft, but it immediately got the Gryffindor's attention because Al rarely said his full name. When grey eyes met green, Scorpius felt a rush of embarrassment, realising only then what he had said.
"Sorry." He said immediately, cheeks flushing with colour once more, "Merlin, I'm so sorry, Al. Just forget I said all that." He said, looking everywhere but at his boyfriend, "Uh, you don't want to go here right? That's fine, I hate it in there anyway. Shall we go to the Thr-"
"Scorpius." Al's voice cut through his panicked words, calm and firm, "Look at me."
Knowing he didn't truly have it in him to disobey Al, Scorpius looked at the Slytherin's face, inhaling sharply at the soft, warm emotion he saw there. He'd seen glimpses of it in the past few weeks, sure, but Al had never really allowed him to see more than that. Now he was. Scorpius couldn't help but reach out a hand to cup Al's cheek, leaning closer as if just to make sure the emotion in those lovely eyes was for him. Him, and no one else.
"I love you."
Al's voice rang in his mind and Scorpius felt as if he were flying; he didn't even need a broom. He tried to say something but all that came out was a whimper as he felt Al's arms go around him. He swallowed and felt himself trembling as he reached out to touch Al's lips with his fingers, "C-Could you...?"
Seeming to understand what he wanted, Al repeated himself, "I love you." He said, his lips moving against Scorpius's fingers, breath warming the tips, "I love you so much."
He didn't realise he was close to tears until a tear actually fell from the corner of his eye down his cheek. He sniffled once before launching himself onto Al, wrapping his legs around his Slytherin's waist and his arms around his neck. He drew Al into a kiss that was exhilarating and languorous all at once. His fingers tangled in Al's hair as Al's hands moved under his bottom to help support his weight. A thought struck the Gryffindor mid-kiss and he abruptly pulled away, leaving Al a little disoriented and a lot irritated.
"What—?"
"I love you too." Scorpius said moving his thumbs over Al's cheekbones as he looked down at the only boy he'd ever really wanted, smiling softly.
Irritation fell away from Al's expression and amusement replaced it, "I know."
Too happy to be annoyed by his boyfriend's cockiness, Scorpius just went right back to kissing him. It was only ten minutes later that one of the waitresses at Madam Puddifoot's came out and asked them, blushing and stuttering as she did, whether they needed a table or not because they were blocking the entrance to the café.
At that point, Scorpius was so worked up that all he really wanted was to take Al up to their secret room and have his way with him. Al, though, had other ideas.
"Yeah, we'd like a table." Al said to the waitress, pressing a final, quick kiss to Scorpius's lips before letting his legs slide down to the ground, keeping a firm hold on the Gryffindor's waist in case his legs couldn't support his weight just yet.
"Wait." Scorpius protested weakly, "What?" He looked at Al pleadingly, but Al just smirked.
"You wanted Madam Puddifoot's, love. You're getting Madam Puddifoot's." Al told him, leading him inside the café behind the waitress, "Be happy, you actually won this round."
Scorpius winced in discomfort as he sat down. His tight jeans were doing nothing to help his rock hard erection. "Why doesn't it feel like I won?" He asked pitifully, looking across the booth at Al, "We can come to Hogsmeade next year. Come on." He urged, letting his foot slip up Al's calf, drawing a sharply inhaled breath from the other boy along with a reproachful look.
"No. As happy as I am that you seem to want me so badly, I've never been on a date before. That aside, it took me a long time to finally ask you out, or rather, tell you that we're going out. I'd really rather not skip out on this to go have sex." Al said, perusing the menu. It would have been hard for any other person to see it, but Scorpius could tell Al was just the slightest bit pissed off and offended by his suggestion.
He blinked, regaining his senses quickly. He had to stop forgetting that this was Al's first time doing everything. He pulled his foot back and reached for Al's hand across the table, squeezing it lightly, "I'm sorry."
Al looked up and studied his face for a moment, then shrugged his hand off with a sigh and a half-smile, "It isn't that I don't want you."
Scorpius grinned, "I know, Al. I understand. Besides, you have a point. Given how long it took you to ask me out on a date, we really shouldn't waste the day holed up in a room together." He said teasingly.
Al chuckled, "Fran was at her wits' end. She's been behind me to ask you to Hogsmeade since before my altercation with Smith in Charms."
Scorpius leaned back in his chair, raising a single brow at his boyfriend, "What took you so long then?"
To his surprise and utter delight, Al's cheeks flushed with colour, "It's just—" Al broke off nervously, his green eyes darting around the café before resting on Scorpius's face once more, "It was a bit nerve-wracking. To be the one to make the first move."
Scorpius's eyes lit with his surprise as he leaned forward to cup his boyfriend's cheek, "You didn't actually think I'd ever say 'no', did you?"
Al gave him a smirk then, "Of course not. You've made it clear on several occasions that you find it very difficult to say no to me." The smirk tempered into a sheepish smile, "I was just afraid of doing it wrong. Fran had all these ideas about different ways to ask you. She believed I needed to make a spectacle of the whole affair, but I just couldn't do it." Al let out a rueful chuckle, "I think I'm telling you all this to apologise somewhat for how I practically demanded you go out with me. You deserved more than that."
Scorpius felt his heart swell with joy and love, "I liked how you asked me. It was very you. And I love you, Al."
Al's lips curved into a beautiful smile as he leaned across the table to kiss his boyfriend warmly. If this was any indication of how dates went, he wouldn't mind going on more of them.
And that's the moment a lot of you were waiting for :)
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