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Where: The Hogwarts Express
When: September 1, 2021 (fifth year)

"Bye Dad, bye Mum!" Scorpius hugged both his parents quickly, trying his best not to pull away too soon as his mother kissed him on both cheeks.

"Remember what we talked about, all right?"

"I know, Mum," Scorpius said, pulling out of his mother's embrace and poking his head over the crowd to see if he could spot the cluster of Weasleys and Potters that usually came to send off their children.

Scorpius had been distracted all summer, sleep coming rather uneasily to him despite the late hours. He'd finished all his summer reading and all his essays the first week he'd been home, which meant that he'd run out of excuses to avoid martial arts lessons from his father by the end his third week, which was only relieved once Delphina had come home, fresh from graduating from the Mount Emei Girls Academy. She had been at the top of her class and awarded honors in almost every field she'd studied, which made their parents proud to no end and finally let Scorpius have some time to himself as she continually pestered their father to teach her more techniques and spells.

There was a part of Scorpius that itched to go back to Hogwarts, and a part that also dreaded it. He'd been thinking about Alby all summer and had been trying to construct something akin to the casual correspondence they usually kept up all during the holidays, but failed miserably to write anything that didn't, upon a second inspection, look terribly childish, boring, or lovelorn, or all three. His mother had advised him to tell Albus about his feelings, to which his immediate gut reaction was to recoil in horror. He was not particularly good at telling anyone his feelings, and had absolutely no experience in the type of confessions that his mother had suggested. Moping about the house for the last week, Scorpius had reluctantly decided he was going to pretend that everything was normal, that Alby didn't mean anything special to him, and that the preservation of their friendship was the most important thing.

Scorpius spotted a cluster of red-heads of all ages, possibly even the dark hair of Harry Potter himself, and decided that rather than face all the Potters and Weasleys, he'd better make a run for the train and save a compartment. He knew there was no way that he was going to be able to greet Alby's siblings without looking guilty about something, and the last thing he wanted was for Alby's overbearing older brother, James, to think that something was up.

He grabbed his trunked waved a hasty goodbye to his parents and pushed the crowd aside, heading for the doors of the train. Most of the compartments were already taken by the time he was onboard and looking around. Suddenly thinking that perhaps it would be a better idea for him to sit with some familiar faces from his house (the thought of being left alone with Alby for the entirety of the ride filled him with fear), by a stroke of luck a compartment door opened, and an arm grabbed his sleeve.

"Hey mate," said Alex with a grin, "we saved you and Alby a seat."

Date: 2007-10-12 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
"Thanks," Alby said, not meaning it at all - in fact, feeling almost bitter over the fact that Scorp didn't even bat an eye. Well, what was he expecting? The other boy wasn't just going to throw down his book and tell Alby that Libby wasn't what he needed, that Scorp was what he needed. Alby nearly laughed at that image, because it was just so absurdly far from reality that he was beginning to think he'd gone absolutely mad. And they'd only been on the train for twenty minutes.

He was beginning to wish he could take out that bottle of Stout - he was also beginning to wish that Alex had brought more than two bottles, because one wouldn't have been enough anyway. Scorp may not care about Alby's newest girlfriend prospects, but Alby knew him well enough to see that he was acting rather annoyed - he was mad about something, and Alby was sure that whatever it was, it was his fault. A lot of things felt like his fault right now, especially with the way Alex was frowning and casting glances at him and Scorp every once in a while.

The rest of the ride passed slowly; Alby talked to Alex a bit, discussing their summers (or, at least, the fictional summer Alby managed to make up, in which he hadn't been miserable for days on end or had to change his bedsheets once a week), the upcoming Quidditch season, and the pros and cons of firewhiskey. Joe occasionally threw in his own commentary, especialy when it came to Quidditch, and Alby tried to - wanted to - include Scorp, but he could barely turn and look at the other, let alone address him, so it was... tense. Horribly tense. When the train finally began to slow, Alby felt a surge of relief as he pulled his trunk down and dug through it for his school robes and tie, pulling them on and concentrating quite hard on his tie, all the better to look around at his dormmates less. They filed off the train with the rest of the student body, Alex and Joe rushing ahead a bit, as though they wanted to get as far away from the tense atmosphere of their compartment as quickly as possible. Alby couldn't blame them, shoving his hands into his pockets and walking alongside Scorp towards the carraiges, feeling very far away from a person that he was walking right next to. He didn't like that feeling at all.

"Glad you had a good summer," he finally managed, quietly (lamely, he berated himself, staring at his feet but determined to make up his shortcomings to Scorp, because his best friend didn't deserve to suffer for Alby's cowardice, or his unnatural urges), as they waited for a carraige to pull up.


[OOC: Awwww~ At least the note was in Chinese? XD And yeah, I think we can just skip through some stuff, to highlight how awkward they are, and hopefully they'll settle into a pattern of mostly-normalcy, probably punctuated by small periods of Alby almost saying something and then getting weird for a couple hours before he manages to recover?

Hm... I don't think I had anything in mind for before that, really - we should definitely do something with Hawk, but that can go whenever, I think.

The next question is how Alby gets to *deal* with his middle-of-the-night hard-on. XD Because, you know, he can always jerk off in the shower if he doesn't realize Scorp is watching. >D;; Though that's not the only way to deal with that, just the really evil way out. There are a number of ways that log can go, I think.]

Date: 2007-10-12 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
[OOC: Yeah, because they're not stupid or uncontrollable (well, maybe stupid XD) - I do think they'd be able to fall back into some semblance of normal, really.

Yeah, I think it would definitely take a while for Scorp to get to the point that he would seek out Hawk to talk to him. My first gut reaction is to say they should get together before Christmas, but I wouldn't really have a problem with after. (Ahaha, though it would be funny if they both said they couldn't come home for the holidays because they had to study and ended up with the dorm to themselves all holiday. XD I don't know if they'd do that, though - or if their families would let them...) But if they did get together, and then visited each other over the Christmas holiday, that'd be cute too~

XD All righty then, he'll totally do that. Because I can just kind of see him fed up and so turned on that the cold shower isn't helping and he'd try to get rid of the problem as quickly as possible, all without realizing Scorp was in there too. :D;;;

Ahaha, OMG, yes~ I actually have a song or two I could contribute. :D; But yes, I'd love to see what you put together!]

Date: 2007-10-12 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
Changing for the Feast was one of the strangest experiences of Alby's life so far. He suddenly felt very self-conscious, leaning over his trunk to find the rest of his things so he wouldn't have to see what was going on around him. Especially not Scorp getting changed - Alby wasn't sure, but now that he'd realized that he was attracted to... well, guys (or at least Scorp), he wondered if he shouldn't be a little more careful around any of his fellow Slytherins.

There were going to be a lot of late-night showers, he vowed - he'd start waiting until after everyone else had gone to bed, because he didn't think he could deal with being naked in the same bathroom as Scorp ever again, and that somehow guilt-tripped him into feeling like he should be fair and stay away from all his dormmates. If they found out that he suddenly fancied boys and had continued to shower in the same room with them, Alby was pretty sure he'd be chased out of the dorm and forced to sleep in the Chamber of -

His stomach turned to lead before that thought even finished, and he hurriedly pulled off his old pants and his new ones on while it seemed Scorp's back was turned.

Alex and Joe running ahead of them again, Alby and Scorp made their way to the Great Hall just as the first years were about to come filing in to be Sorted. When Scorp stopped to straighten his tie, Alby tilted his head down, watching the pale fingers fix the lopsided knot. He bit his lip to keep from blushing and nodded - why was this so weird? Scorp had fixed his tie nearly every single day that Alby had attended Hogwarts. Tonight was no different, and that was that.

"Thanks," he said, following quickly after the other as they sat on the bench; being fifth years, they had migrated more to the middle of the table than the ends, and Alby was nearly pressed up against Scorp's side, and couldn't help but take a sliver of guilty pleasure at their proximity. It's as close as you're ever going to get, you bloody pervert, he told himself, slumping a little but nodding at Scorp's statement.

"Yeah, starving too," he murmured, striving once again to return normalcy to what had been a thus far horribly uncomfortable day.

Date: 2007-10-13 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
Alby thought the new Slytherins didn't look much like vermin, but then, Alex had always had an... interesting take on things. He nearly jumped as Scorpius put an arm around him, but managed to suppress the urge at the last moment. Scorp had done this millions of times before, and Alby had never, ever minded - hell, he didn't mind right now, that was for sure, it was just... different, somehow. Different because it wasn't, maybe - because it was so familiar, but Alby suddenly seemed to have a new take on life. One that derived even more guilty pleasure from this contact than before, but... but it was okay. Scorp obviously didn't mind touching this much, or he wouldn't do it. So it was all right, right?

... Besides he was being made fun of! "I'm going to get my growth spurt!" he insisted - and in doing so, suddenly felt marginally better, nudging Scorp's shoulder with his own in a not-quite-shove, as food suddenly appeared on the table and all around it students took up their mugs, Rogir Kerrigor starting a toast from the other end. Alby watched as glasses clinked in succession, thinking that things didn't have to be weird. He might have to work a bit at it, but he was going to have to face the reality that his best friend had probably never (and would probably never) consider him in the fashion in which Alby suddenly wanted to be considered. And he could either stumble and mumble his way uncomfortably through the next three years, or he could get his bloody act together and stop whatever he was doing, and be Scorp's friend.

The latter option seemed harder, but ultimately more rewarding. He'd just have to try, as hard as he could. Alby raised his glass and clinked it with Scorpius, a small, though genuine, smile on his lips as he nodded. "To fifth year," he agreed. Hopefully I'll survive it.

[OOC: Sure, ending here sound good?

Yeah, I think they'll probably hit a breaking point before Christmas, so there's no need to drag it out more than that. Ahaha, Draco, I totally could see him doing that. XD I guess they'll just have to settle for hanging out as often as they can, then. XD I'm sure it can be arranged~

Ooh, I'll have to check it out! I totally understand, though. XD I have songs that remind me of Snogs stuff, though for no really good reason, they just do. And the two Scorp/Alby songs floating around my head are so... lame, but they still remind me of them. :D;; Ah well~

I guess I'll be up next to start the next log, when we get to it. Do we want to do the shower one? I think I might already have a start around here, that I wrote while it was fresh in my head. XD But we can wait a couple days to start it or whatever, doesn't matter to me~]

Date: 2007-10-13 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
[OOC: Woo, par-tay! :D I wonder if the second option might be a little more likely? XD Though I suppose either one might be as amusing as the other. We'll have to see whose parents seem more easily swayed.

Hee. I'll upload them in a bit, then~ Working on some LJ code for Jennie, but I can upload in a bit and give you the links. :D I'll make a journal entry for Alby or something. XD

Mwahaha, okay~ Do you want me to post up what I have?]

Date: 2007-10-13 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
[OOC: Yeah, that definitely seems more likely to me. XD He'll do his best! And possibly enlist Lily to help~

Heh, okay, I'll throw it up there in a sec~ No worries, I shouldn't stay up *all* night, since I got up early today. :D;]

Date: 2007-10-13 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n3xt-in-line.livejournal.com
[OOC: It... will, kind of. XD I suppose it's some kind of justice? Besides, if there are Weasleys involved, Alison and Ora can try to keep things.... uh. From escalating to disaster~

Ooh, yay! Actually, that's a good idea, I usually flock music anyway, myself.

Aaand a log is up~ Though obviously take your time and stuff~ And have fun at the movie! I WANT TO GOOOOO. D:]

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