Count Your Buttons: "I almost kissed a troll once."
Love in Motion: LouisScorpius
They sit, shoulder to shoulder, their bare feet dipped into the lake. Louis smiles to himself. He's always hated silence, always found it to be such a tense, awkward thing; somehow, though, he doesn't mind it with Scorpius. It feels comfortable, natural.
"Tell me a secret," Louis says, breaking the silence just to hear his boyfriend's gentle voice.
Scorpius leans back slightly, propping up on his elbows. His feet move, splashing the dark water and causing a storm of ripples over the surface. "I almost kissed a troll once."
Louis lifts his brows, turning to stare at his boyfriend. He isn't sure if he's heard him correctly. "A-?"
"Troll."
The repetition doesn't help Louis comprehend the sentence at all. Trolls are hideous creatures. Why would he kiss one? He could understand his cousins James and Fred doing it on a dare, but Scorpius is infinitely more reserved than anyone else in the Potter-Weasley family. He isn't the type to bother with silly pranks and dares.
"How…?" Louis cuts himself off. He isn't sure he wants to know.
Scorpius grins at him, his icy blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well. Not actually a troll," he adds with a small chuckle. "Coral Flint. So, really, she's probably only a quarter troll."
"Scorpius!"
Louis presses a hand to his mouth, scandalized by his boyfriend's words. While he's heard worse, Scorpius has always been so kind. It seems strange that he would say such a thing.
"Kidding. Kidding," he assures Louis quickly. "She's a bit of a nightmare, though. Told everyone I shagged her in the broom closet. I'm still a bit bitter."
Louis shrugs. He supposes it's fair enough. Rumors are nasty things, and it's okay to hold hurt feelings from them. "What about me? Do you tell your friends you snog a troll every day?"
Scorpius snorts and shakes his head. His wraps an army around Louis, pushing a hand through the Gryffindor's strawberry blond curls. "You're more like a unicorn. Beautiful and majestic," he decides.
"Or more like a veela," Louis laughs.
"Or more like a Louis," Scorpius says before capturing his lips in a quick kiss.