~What Am I Feeling?~

~Chapter 53- Drifting~

The end of the two weeks came and not much more had happened other than Scorpius having to tell James and Lily about his power. They had been shocked, to say the least. And Scorpius was unhappy that James had slightly raised his guard around him. He knew James realised that time he had fallen to floor in sudden pain was because of Scorpius and Scorpius had specifically wished it on him. Scorpius didn't blame him for not trusting him quite as much… he would be just as wary. But he hoped it would get better again.

Scorpius had been upset since the confrontation with his relatives. There was still some anger there, but he was mostly he was just upset. He was upset with his father really, his father who didn't stick up for him when he was being ripped apart by his grandfather's words. It made him feel horrible that his father didn't even care enough to stop such cruelty.

Albus had tried his best to distract Scorpius as much as possible and he did believe it had been working fairly well. Scorpius seemed brighter and more himself everyday. Albus was an expert at comforting Scorpius since his father disowned him and he took pride in being able to cheer Scorpius up.

Scorpius crept down the stairs in the middle of the night, his throat dry as he looked for water. Thankfully Kreacher must have gone to sleep so he wasn't there to send him back.

As he opened the door to the kitchen, he was surprised to see the light was already on and Mr Potter was sitting at the table, papers scattered around him while he concentrated on whatever he was writing.

Their eyes met and they smiled softly at each other.

"Scorpius, what are you doing up so late?" Harry questioned, concern ridden in his voice.

"Oh, I just needed a drink…" Scorpius said quietly, shuffling over to the sink and grabbing a clean glass, "Why are you up?"

"Just sorting through some papers for this case… My boss flooed me late saying they needed to be done by tomorrow… and I hadn't even started."

"Your boss sounds like a joy."

"Oh, he is…"

Scorpius chuckled as he twisted the tap and let the water pour into his glass, "Do you need any help?"

"Oh no, it's okay. But thank you…" Harry yawned, eyeing Scorpius and his actions, "Are you alright Scorpius? I know you've had a hard time… again these past few days."

Scorpius sighed, "No… but Albus has been helping me through it. He's great."

"I can't imagine all you've been through…" Harry muttered as Scorpius slipped into the seat opposite him, "To be rejected by your parents… Horrible. And you don't deserve any of it, Scorpius."

"It's funny… because even though my parents have done a lot to hurt me… I can't bring myself to hate them. I resent them, yes… but I could never hate them."

"You can never really hate your parents, I don't think… if you have a good heart." Harry nodded in agreement..

"I just wish… I wish I had told my dad I love him. And miss him… and I wish my mum had been there, just so I could see her." Scorpius said brokenly, trying not to cry again.

"You're so strong… Despite a lot happening to me when I was younger… I don't think I could do what you do and still go by with a smile on my face…"

"Your son has a lot to do with that…" Scorpius nodded, with a small upturn of his lips, "And I'm sure you went through a lot more than me… Battling the dark lord couldn't have been easy."

Harry looked at Scorpius with a haughty look, "It did offer some challenge, yes."

~X~

Scorpius was watching Albus sitting at his desk, in a panic for an essay he hadn't done. It was the night before they went back to Hogwarts and Albus had been delaying his Defence Against the Dark Arts essay since he got it which he was regretting whole-heartedly. Scorpius had completed it just after it was set and was stubbornly offering no help to Albus, nor showing him his own essay. He had told Albus so many times to do the essay and get it over with, but he hadn't listened.

"Scor… Please… just this bit, I don't even understand it." Albus banged his head against the table, over and over again.

Scorpius shook his head as he continued to fold his clothes and load them into his trunk, "Albus, you need to do it yourself…"

"Please! Scorpius! I can't do this without you!"

"I'm already packing your trunk up for you! I can't do everything!" Albus groaned loudly in response, fidgeting in his chair like a spoilt child, "You're only wasting your time…"

"Can you at least tell me one more way to cast a non-verbal in a life-threatening situation?"

"Fine!" Scorpius snapped, "Being calm, concentration, steady wand…"

"Steady wand! Thank you Scor!" Albus said cockily but sweetly at the same time.

"You drive me mad." Scorpius shook his head, throwing books into his trunk in frustration.

Albus couldn't help but laugh at his boyfriend, watching him intently. He admired the pink tinge on Scorpius' cheeks as his boyfriend continued to pack. Even though him and Scorpius bickered more than they had before, no it was banter really, he loved Scorpius even more. Every day he was with him, he loved him more and more. Everything about Scorpius.

Scorpius could tell Albus was eyeing him and he could only smile. Despite feeling quite self-conscious, Scorpius couldn't help but love it when Albus watched him. Only when he was around Albus did he feel completely safe. And when Albus looked at him in the way that said he would always be there, it made his heart beat out of his chest but a certain comfort overcome him too.

"I love you." Albus said openly.

Butterflies crept through Scorpius' stomach and he beamed to himself, "I know."

"You love me too, right?"

Scorpius raised his eyebrows at Albus, "Of course, always."

Albus smiled cheekily at Scorpius, biting onto the inside of his lip, "Come over here…"

The blonde chuckled in disbelief, "Al! You have to do your essay!"

"Mum, Dad and Lily are not home… come on!"

"Al, do your essay."

"I'll do it on the train tomorrow… Pretty please…"

Scorpius rolled his eyes, stalking over to Albus, who was convinced he had won. Scorpius draped his arms around Albus' neck from behind, leaning down to drag his lips over Albus' ear.

"The sooner you finish that essay, the sooner I get to treat you…" Scorpius whispered seductively, making sure his breath ghosted on Albus' skin.

Albus' eyes widened and he immediately picked his quill up and started to scribble away. Scorpius sniggered at him, moving away and leaving him to it.

Scorpius continued to pack their trunks, when he got onto his new books. He flicked through them when he realised he was missing one.

"Oh Merlin, Al, I've forgotten to buy one of my books…" Scorpius slapped his hand over his forehead, glancing around worriedly.

"Oh… do you really need it?"

"Yeah… My History of Magic teacher told us to get it…" He flitted around in annoyance and anxiety.

"You could always go now… the shops would still be open…" Albus suggested.

"Hm, yeah… okay." Scorpius agreed and grabbed his coat that he had dumped on Albus' bed.

"Got money?"

"Yup."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, it's okay, keep going with your essay. You might actually get some of it done without me around." Scorpius winked, letting a giggle escape.

Albus reached our for Scorpius and pulled him down for a kiss when he got hold of him, "See you later. Be safe…"

Scorpius flooed to Diagon Alley as soon as possible, only tucked up tight in his coat and with the money tucked safely in his pocket. Scorpius glanced around the quiet street, looking at the few people who were still out. His eyes took a fleeting look over the sky, noticing that it was getting dark now.

Scorpius slowly walked down Diagon Alley, taking a nosy at some of the shops which were closing. When he heard footsteps behind him, his head swivelled around automatically. No one was there. Scorpius told himself that he was probably just imagining it.

The Ravenclaw entered Florish and Blotts, making his way through the aisles expertly until he reached the counter. Scorpius knew the son to the original owner of the shop fairly well, who had taken over the family's business. Scorpius had spoken to him for years, every time he came into the shop in the holidays, which was quite a lot for Scorpius. He was very intelligent, so Scorpius liked his conversations with the older man whose name he didn't even know.

They chatted for a while, Scorpius explaining how he forgot to get the book and the shop owner fetching it for him. They spoke about Teddy and the wand shop and even briefly about he and Albus.

By the time Scorpius had paid and left, it was dark. Scorpius shivered at the slightly chilly as he left the shop, turning his head side to side, only to realise there was no one else there. Scorpius continued to look around suspiciously. He thought his eyesight was failing him. He couldn't see anyone, but he really felt like he was being watched.

In a hesitant but quick manner, Scorpius walked towards the Floo. He pulled his coat further over his body, nestling in large jacket with a nibble of his lip.

The sound of footsteps echoed from behind Scorpius and he knew for certain he wasn't imagining it this time. Without turning around, Scorpius sped up his steps, turning the corner down the side street where the floo lay. His breath was quick and his logic was trying to tell him that it was nothing, but his instinct was saying the exact opposite.

Scorpius' fingers curled around his wand in his pocket when he heard a sharp noise from behind. This time, he couldn't help but swivel around, his wand held out ready for combat.

Adrenaline pumped through his veins and his breath escaped more hurried than ever. But his eyes were deceiving him and the dark was too thick. He was relying on his remaining senses but they weren't good enough.

Just as Scorpius was about to cast a Lumos charm, a hand shot out from behind him and Scorpius tried to point his wand at the mysterious figure but the figure was faster, and smothered Scorpius' mouth with a cloth. The blonde gasped and struggled but the person was also stronger, grabbing both of Scorpius' arms roughly and his wand was knocked out of his hand.

Scorpius realised at once that the cloth wasn't just any old cloth but had been soaked into some sort of potion. Scorpius couldn't help inhaling into it, despite knowing he shouldn't and it was dangerous.

Within mere seconds, Scorpius felt himself getting dizzy and light-headed. The energy he had been channelling into fighting back was pushed to try stop himself from falling unconscious. But it wasn't working. His panic was only rising and making him more weak.

The last thing Scorpius remembered was the hands gripping him far too forcefully and finding himself drift further and further away from reality.

~X~

A/N: I'm sorry it's been a while since I last updated this! About two weeks! I've been on a short (but sweet) holiday and although I had my laptop with me, just never got round to writing! I like to be a few chapters ahead as well xD

Soo, I know it's kind of an abrupt ending to this chapter, but it's going to lead into drama in the next few... I did like writing some drama ;)

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