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Al jolted awake. Blinking sleepily, he looked about his room wondering what on earth had woken him. A muttered curse and the sound of something hitting his trunk was all the warning he had before something large and heavy landed on him, knocking him flat on his back. He yelped as he fell, his eyes widening as he recognised the body on his.

"Scorpius?" He frowned, "What's wrong? What are you—mmmm." Al hummed against Scorpius's lips, answering the Gryffindor's enthusiasm with his own, until his thoughts caught up with him. He broke off the kiss, leaning his head back and drawing a harsh breath as Scorpius, undeterred by his boyfriend's actions, began kissing his way down Al's throat, one of his hands moving over the Slytherin's shirtless chest while the other pressed against the tent in his grey sweatpants.

"Merlin!" Al breathed, arching his neck unintentionally, allowing Scorpius to access more of his skin, "Fuck, Scor. What are you doing?" He groaned as Scorpius's hand slipped under the waistband of his sweats to wrap around him.

"You're driving me mad." Scorpius murmured, nipping at one of Al's nipples, earning a stunned gasp from his boyfriend. "It's been three days since we last kissed."

"I—ah!—I told you th-that we couldn't in front of my—unh—parents." Al said, his voice muffled as he turned to bury his head in his pillow, hoping it would help quieten the sounds he made as Scorpius did away with his resolve stroke by stroke.

Scorpius's hand suddenly left him and Al managed a disappointed whimper before wet heat enveloped him. He cried out loudly in surprise and pleasure, unable to keep his hips from jerking forward so more of his length was surrounded. Scorpius didn't pull away or protest, instead his head bobbed forward until every single inch of Al was in his mouth. Al raised his head to meet his boyfriend's mischievous grey gaze and he moaned, "Merlin, you're sexy as fuck." He breathed, "But there is no way I'm going to be able to keep my voice down if you do that."

Scorpius didn't reply, he just hummed his approval of Al's words, the vibrations of the sound making Al's eyes roll to the back of his head as it fell back onto his pillow. Scorpius used one hand to hold Al's hips down as he bobbed his head and worked his tongue expertly over his Slytherin's length, while his other hand moved up to Al's mouth. Two fingers pressed against Al's parted lips and Al greedily sucked them in moaning around them as they began fucking his mouth. He didn't even notice Scorpius's lips leaving his erection and moving up to his ear, "Just imagine, love, if my fingers were doing this to your ass instead of your mouth." Scorpius said hotly, licking the shell of his ear.

Al whimpered, the image and sensations making his body tighten with need and anticipation. Scorpius removed his fingers from Al's mouth, kissing him roughly. His desperation came through in the way he ravaged Al's senses and frotted against Al's erection. When his fingers pressed into Al's hole, breaching the ring, Al cried out against his mouth, his orgasm crashing down on him and Scorpius followed soon after, the expression of unadulterated ecstasy on Al's face bringing him over. Panting, Scorpius let himself sink down onto his boyfriend's body.

Al wrapped an arm around Scorpius as he fought to catch his breath. "What did I do to deserve that?" Al asked weakly, "Because whatever it was, I'll do it again and again. Fuck."

Scorpius sat up slowly and took hold of the Slytherin's chin, angling his face so their eyes met; dazed green eyes meeting determined grey ones, "I want to make love to you, Al." Determination wavered and mixed with uncertainty, "I thought, with the way things were going, that maybe during the holidays we could..." His voice dragged off as a bright flush stained his cheeks, "But then you told your dad you agreed with the third rule, and you haven't touched me in three days and I just—"

Al cut off his babbling with a hard, punishing kiss, "You wanker." He said when he finally pulled away, "What exactly was I supposed to tell my father? That I couldn't agree with the third rule because I wanted to be fucked by my boyfriend? Are you off your rocker?"

Scorpius's brows furrowed, "I don't understand." He mumbled, thoroughly befuddled.

Al snorted, "I forget what a Gryffindor you are sometimes." He brought his hands up to frame Scorpius's face, "I lied, love. If you want to, we can have sex right now."

Scorpius blinked, his mouth slowly falling open, "You lied?! That was you lying?" His grey eyes grew wide as he scrambled to sit on his knees, straddling Al. "But I couldn't tell at all!"

Al smirked, "That is kind of the point of lying. No one is supposed to know."

"You can't be that good at lying." Scorpius said seriously.

Al raised a single brow, "Why not?"

"Because, if you are that good then how am I ever going to know if you're lying to me?" Scorpius asked looking slightly distressed.

Al frowned, "What do you think I'm going to lie to you about?"

Scorpius was distracted enough by his new discovery that he didn't notice the almost dangerously low tone with which Al voiced his question. His response was immediate.

"Whether I look nice when we go out; whether I actually cook well; whether something is bothering you; whether you like my house and my family; whether—" Scorpius was stunned when he was suddenly pulled down and thoroughly kissed. He gasped when Al pulled away, drawing in a breath to make up for the ones stolen from him. "What was that for?"

"For being you." Al said, grinning fondly up at him, running a hand down the side of his face.

Bemused, Scorpius smiled slightly, "I love you." He said, feeling the emotion well up when he saw the way Al was looking up at him.

Al hummed in contentment as he pulled Scorpius down to lie beside him, curling into his body, "Tonight was different." Al said softly once he was completely ensconced in his Gryffindor's arms.

"Yes, well, I needed proof that you still wanted me." Scorpius said, chuckling slightly, "James got sick of my pacing and threw me out of the room. He told me not to come back until one of us had fucked the other because the sexual tension was driving him up the wall."

Al smiled, "That sounds like James. I would tell you how big of an idiot you are for ever thinking I didn't want you, but I'm tired."

Scorpius huffed in amusement, cleaning himself and Al with a quick spell before wrapping his arms around the Slytherin and anchoring him to his body, "Tired from doing what? Lazing around all day?"

"We did play quidditch in the evening." Al mumbled, burying his face in his boyfriend's clothed chest.

"Yes, that must have really worn you out, that half hour of flying on a broomstick." Scorpius drawled.

"You're being mean." Al said, his voice heavy with sleep.

Scorpius chuckled, "You know, we're breaking the first rule."

Al tucked his head in the crook of Scorpius's neck and pressed a kiss to the exposed skin there, making his boyfriend shiver, "I'm pretty sure my dad would count what we did tonight as breaking the third."

Scorpius tightened his arms around the boy he loved, listening to his breathing even out as he went to sleep. He lay there feeling utterly blissful for a while before finally falling asleep himself.

James was getting dressed when Scorpius finally let himself back into their room. His lips curved into a knowing smirk as brown eyes scanned Scorpius's rumpled clothes, mussed hair, swollen lips and the slight bruises forming along his neck.

"I thought you went over there to seduce him. Why do you look like the one who was seduced?" James asked, amused.

Scorpius's eyes twinkled with mischief as he pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it onto his makeshift bed to reveal more bruises scattered across his chest. "Well, I seduced him last night and he thanked me this morning."

James grimaced, "That's a hint more than I need to know about my baby brother's sex life."

"You asked." Scorpius pointed out, chuckling as he dressed for the day. He pulled a pair of black jeans over his boxers and donned grey turtleneck sweater over a new long-sleeved tee. "When are we supposed to be—"

"Boys! Lily! You have half hour for breakfast. We have to leave for the Burrow soon!" Ginny's voice called out clearly from downstairs.

Scorpius grinned, "Never mind." He looked over to James questioningly, "Ready to head down?"

"I am, but what's the bet your boyfriend isn't?" James said, rolling his eyes.

"Actually, Al was done changing when I left his room. He was going to go down ahead of us, but I…distracted him." That mischievous look was back in those grey eyes and James snorted.

"Again, more than I needed to know."

"Quick! Ginny! Look out the window! Do you see any flying pigs?" Harry asked urgently, setting down his paper.

Al rolled his eyes as Ginny laughed, "Ha ha. Very funny, Dad. Careful, your old age is showing."

"I thought it was quite witty." Harry said, scowling.

"It was, sweetheart." Ginny assured him before turning to her younger son, "How come you're already up and ready?"

Al's eyes took on a wicked gleam as he made himself a cup of coffee, "Oh, Scor woke me up."

Harry raised a single brow, "And he lives to tell the tale?"

Al managed to keep his tone casual as he responded with, "Well, I completely approved of his methods, so yes."

He was rewarded with the sound of his dad sputtering and his mum trying to calm him down. He turned around once the coffee machine was set up, leaning back against the counter to face his parents, his lips curved in a smirk.

"Al, we told you the rules." Harry said in his no-nonsense voice.

Al nodded, "You did. As I recall, rule number one said Scorpius had to stay with James. He did. He only dropped by in the morning. Early in the morning." Al's smirk widened as he watched his father's face turn red.

"B-But, rule number three!"

Al chuckled, "Oh, we didn't have sex. Or did we?" Al pretended to think, "No. I'm pretty sure we didn't."

"P-P-Pretty sure?!" Harry turned to his wife for help.

Ginny sighed, "Albus, stop antagonising your father, and Harry you need to calm down. Neither of them can get pregnant, let's just be grateful for that alright?"

Al snorted in amusement as he turned back to his coffee, "Really though, your rules were overall pretty silly. You know we go to a magical boarding school right? A school that has a room that provides students with anything they desire. Couples can be together every night and there isn't much anyone can do to stop us there."

"I should have known you'd get up to something like this." Harry muttered disgruntled, "You agreed to those rules far too quickly. James threw a tantrum but at least he respected the rules I set in this household."

Al snorted, "Do you really think James and Nicola slept alone last summer?"

"Of course he did." Harry said confidently, "I spelled the room so I'd know if more than one person slept there."

"You did." Al conceded, "The spell couldn't have told you who slept in that room though. James snuck Lily in and out every night."

"Al!" James cried, scandalised as he overheard the last part of the conversation.

"James Sirius Potter!" Harry thundered.

"Harry, come on." Ginny tried to placate him.

"No! Nicola can get pregnant!"

Al watched the argument rally back and forth between both his parents and his elder brother as he sipped his coffee. He shifted forward slightly when Scorpius approached him, allowing his boyfriend to slip in behind him and wrap his arms around his waist. Scorpius pressed a quick kiss under Al's left ear, drawing a shiver from his Slytherin. "You started this?"

Al turned his head slightly to grin wickedly at his boyfriend, "I was bored."

Scorpius buried his face in Al's neck and laughed helplessly.

"You think he was serious when he said he wouldn't speak to you for the rest of the holiday?" Scorpius wondered.

Al shrugged, "I think he's overreacting. I mean, Mum even convinced Dad not to ground him. Besides it isn't like Dad isn't annoyed with me as well. James is being a big baby."

Scorpius gave his boyfriend a sidelong glance from where he lay in the snow beside him, "You know what I noticed?"

Al's eyes narrowed as he turned his head to meet Scorpius's gaze, "What?" He asked suspiciously.

Scorpius propped himself up on his elbow so he was looking down at the Slytherin, "Everyone was so busy wondering what your dad and James were fighting about, that they forgot to ask questions about us."

Al's expression turned thoughtful, "Oh. You're right. I wonder how I missed that."

Scorpius gathered two fistfuls of snow and flung them at his boyfriend as he sat up. Laughing, Al threw up his hands to keep the snow from touching his face, "Scor!"

"You missed nothing, you cheeky fucker. You planned that, didn't you?" Scorpius's tone was one of annoyed affection.

Al chuckled, "Maybe a little." He conceded, standing and shaking the snow off his jacket. He moved a hand up to his hair and made a face, "Aw, Scor, you got some in my hair!"

In a move that only he could get away with, Scorpius ran his fingers through Al's hair, "Your hair looks fine." He said dismissively before asking in a more serious voice, "Were you worried about how your family would react to seeing us together?"

Al's brows shot up, "What? No! No, of course not. Besides, Rose, Hugo, Louis, Lucy, Fred and Roxanne have all seen us in school. That isn't why I did this."

"Then why?" Scorpius asked, frowning slightly.

Al huffed out an exasperated breath, his cheeks turning red slowly from embarrassment, "It's silly."

Scorpius's lips curved in a small smile as he caught hold of his boyfriend's hands and drew him down to his lap, "Tell me."

Al met his gaze, green eyes uncertain, before sighing and nodding. "Oh, all right. I can't look at you when I say this though."

A giggle escaped Scorpius's lips, "I'll accept your condition. Go on then."

Burrowing his face in the crook of his boyfriend's neck, Al explained softly, "This is the first Christmas since I started Hogwarts that I haven't dreaded. I figured that, for once, I wouldn't feel out of place at the Burrow. But if everyone started in on the two of us about why we're dating and how we got together though, that would be ruined." Al paused, then with his voice no louder than a whisper he said, "I couldn't let that happen."

The two of them sat in silence for a long moment, just holding one another. Finally, Scorpius sighed, pulling back slightly to touch his lips to Al's forehead, "I love you, Al."

Al smiled, his warm, brilliant, just-for-Scorpius smile, "I love you too."

No more words were exchanged between them for the rest of the evening. Instead, they lay back on the snow, with their hands linked and their heads together, just basking in each other's presence until Ginny called them in for dinner.

I keep saying this, but God, thanks for the positive reviews guys :) I mentioned in the first chapter that this is my first slash fiction and my first fanfiction story. I'm overwhelmed by how much you all like it! Here's another LONG chapter.

The story has only around three more chapters left. Then an epilogue. So enjoy! And as always, read and review!

~Living to Laugh and Love