[LOG] Dinner at Godric's Hollow

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Where: The Potter Residence, Godric's Hollow
When: December 23, 2021 (fifth year)



Scorpius had never understood why his Grandma Cissy fussed over clothes so much. He never quite understood the fashion trends that swept through the Wizarding world year after year, and frankly couldn't see much of a difference between his old trousers and the new trousers his grandmother insisted on buying for him every time he visited the Manor on holiday. But he wore them anyway, because it was easier to go along with it than go shopping with his grandmother or his mother.

Scorpius was all dressed and ready for the party hours before it was supposed to start, so he lounged about in the parlor, playing a game of Go against himself, and not noticing that the rug he was sitting on was shedding on his black wool jumper. Until his sister came in and pointed it out.

"You've got rug all over you," Delphina said, staring at her younger brother with disapproval on her face. She drew her wand from the folds of her maroon dress and waved it at Scorpius. "There."

Scorpius didn't really see what the big deal was, having a bit of lint on his jumper. In his point of view, if the Potters didn't like him, it wouldn't be for the lint. It would be for the wanking he was doing with their son.

Delphina knelt on the floor and continued the Go game with him, watching her brother as he got increasingly edgy as the time to the party drew closer. It was a bare fifteen minutes before the party was supposed to start before his father emerged into the parlor, dressed in a blue button-down shirt and jacket that was a couple steps more toward casual and chic than he usually preferred. Scorpius looked up from his game and raised an eyebrow.

"Your mother insisted," Draco said in a tone which meant that Scorpius was better off not asking.

Scorpius nodded, and decided not to question his mother's decisions.

"Actually, it looks good on you, Dad," Delphina offered brightly.

"Not my usual style," Draco replied, not flattered by his daughter's compliment and looking more like he would rather spend the night alone than go to dinner with the Potters.

"It still looks good," Delphina said finally.

"Scorpius! Delphina! Draco!"

Scorpius heard his mother call from downstairs, and he leapt onto his feet, ready to go. He pelted down the stairs, leaving his father and older sister to follow is his wake, grabbing his coat and his scarf from the rack in the entryway on his way to the door. It had been a bare three days since he'd last seen Alby at King's Cross, but it felt like it had already been weeks, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"Mum!" Scorpius said, trying his best not to look impatient as he waited by the door. They had to walk all the way down the lane, out the gate, and onto the street before they could Apparate away to Alby's house, and that was a lot of time standing between him and Alby. Scorpius didn't even want to be a second late.

"You can wait a few more seconds," his mother told him, gathering her winter coat. "Don't forget to grab the wine, Draco!"

Finally the small family was assembled, and they bid Grandma Cissy goodbye. Grandpa Lucius was notably absent.

It was dark and snowing when they arrived at Godric's Hollow, a few steps from the Potters's door. Scorpius wanted to race up to Alby's door and knock loudly, but his father reminded both his children to mind their manners.

The Potter Residence was a cozy little cottage, probably larger than the inside than it looked on the outside, looking picturesque in the evening with a bit of snow dusting the roof and frost covering the edges of the windows. Scorpius's mum walked up to the door, fixed the collar of Scorpius's shirt, and rang the doorbell.

"Don't screw this up, Draco," Ora said, glancing up at her husband.

Scorpius's father lifted the bottle of wine in his hand. "I'll do my best," he replied dryly, right before the door opened.

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Scorpius gave his boyfriend a look over, and tug down his jumper a little more, trying to keep his hand from lingering or wandering. He looked down at himself again, just to be sure. "I think we'll be all right," he said finally, though wasn't too certain of that. He hoped that neither his sister nor Alby's brother would notice--and if they did, hopefully they had the maturity in them not to make any comments.

"Well, it seems as if Scorpius is going to be staying the night," Scorpius heard his mother say as he descended the stairs after her.

"Really?" Scorpius's heard his dad say. He winced. The first thing he saw when he arrived in the entryway was his father, staring right at him. He seemed a lot more sober than the last time Scorpius had seen him; most of the effects of the veritaserum had probably worn off by now. Still, beneath his father's penetrating gaze, Scorpius wanted nothing more than to grab Alby, run back upstairs, shut the door, and not come back out again.

He bid everyone a hasty goodbye, giving his family and the Weasleys hugs while trying his best not to hold his father's gaze for too long. He was only a few inches off from his father's height, but somehow every time he looked at his dad he felt much shorter.

"G'night, Dad," Scorpius said, giving his father a quick hug.

"Goodnight, son," replied Draco, whose tone might as well have meant, 'we'll need to have a talk when you get home.' Scorpius glanced uncertainly at his father, whose expression was very stern and told him that had he had a say in the decision-making, Scorpius would most certainly be returning to the Manor for the night.

Delphina shot Scorpius a giant grin as he fished in his pocket for Alby's shrunken present. A flick of her wand popped it out to its normal size, and as she tucked her wand back into the folds of her dress she gave him a hug and said to him quietly, "Have a good night, little brother," her voice laced with heavy innuendo.

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Yeah, 'night, Delphina."

The Malfoys and their friends, the Weasleys left without much more ado, Scorpius's mum assuring that Potters that she would be back by ten o'clock the next morning, to pick up Scorpius. Giving his family a final wave, Scorpius heaved a mental sigh of relief that the night had passed with minimal disaster, and he was left with the rest of the Potter family, standing in the entryway with a his jumper pulled low and his present to Alby in one hand.

[OOC: Hahaha, they totally weren't fooling anyone with their 'we're playing chess, really' thing. XD ~<3 Oh, those boys. And their shenanigans. X3]

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Scorp's dad didn't sound so convinced, Alby thought, but at least he wasn't arguing. And while Delphina was giving Scorp a look as she un-shrunk what must be Alby's Christmas gift, at least she wasn't saying anything. James was thankfully not in the foyer, so Alby didn't have to worry about possibly needing to death-glaring him into silence. Then again, Alby had covered for James a fair few times in the past. He could only hope that his brother would remember that, in the future.

He gave his aunt and uncle a quick hug, grinning as Uncle George ruffled his hair and winked; he shook hands with Freddy, who was grinning as well (though that wasn't unusual) and watched as his aunt bid Scorp's mum farewell and the Weasleys stepped out over the threshold and made their way down to the lane where they could apparate home. The Malfoys followed soon after, Alby averting his eyes from Scorp's dad while still trying to look pleasant as he thanked them for coming, and for letting their son spend the night.

As his parents closed the door, finally, Ginny glanced down at the two boys. "All right - you go to James and find Scorpius something to sleep in," she said, in a voice that, while pleasant, brooked no arguments. "I'll send your father up in a few minutes with a sleeping bag and some pillows."

Alby nodded, taking Scorp's hand and heading for James' room; the door was slightly open and he knocked, waiting for his brother's head to appear before pushing his way inside like he normally might have. James took one look at them and made a face; Alby flushed. "Mum sent me to ask for something for Scorp to sleep in," he muttered, trying to pretend like nothing was wrong. Even if his parents couldn't tell, it was obvious his brother could. Alby shifted from foot to foot, glaring at his brother from beneath dark fringe.

"Bloody hell, you two are disgusting," James muttered - albeit quietly - and went to his dresser to dig through his drawers, pulling out a well-worn and faded old Chudley Cannons shirt. "Keep it," he said, tossing it to Scorp, then glanced back at Alby. "I better not hear anything."

Alby nearly growled, trying to glare harder. "You won't, you big git," he insisted, tugging at Scorp again as they left the room.

"Just remember, Dad gets up early," James called after them; Alby glanced back, the expression on his brother's face still fairly disgusted, but tinged with understanding. He nodded, gaze softening, as he and Scorp disappeared into Alby's room once more.

[OOC: XD Nope, not really fooling anyone - least of all James. ::dies:: That got a bit long, so Harry will show up next tag; I suppose they can change and brush their teeth first. :D;]

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Scorpius thanked Alby's mum once again for letting him stay the night, and she simply nodded, a smile on her face. It was very nice that she had mentioned a sleeping bag, because for a second there, Scorpius had been afraid that they might have mentioned something about a guest room, and that would have made the rest of the night twice as complicated as he'd hoped.

Scorpius did his best to off to the side as Alby dragged him to James' room. They'd spent some time together doing detentions and they'd both hated every minute of it. Not usually given to violent impulses, Scorpius nevertheless thought that if there was one person who needed and deserved a punch in the face, it was James, no long and short about it. He caught James' old Chudley Cannons shirt, trying not to think too hard about having to put on something that had James had worn once. At least it was clean.

His erection had softened considerably by the time he made his way back to Alby's room, but it was threatening to come back with a vengeance as he and Alby changed into their pyjamas. Scorpius rolled his eyes, exasperated by his own body. For Merlin's sake, Alby's dad was supposed to come upstairs with the sleeping bag soon. Scorpius did his best not to think about Alby, his body, or what he wanted to do with Alby's body for the rest of the night, but mostly failed because it was hard not to Alby in all sorts of compromising positions when he was taking of his shirt right in front of him.

Scorpius went over and wrapped an arm around Alby's waist, pressing a kiss to his cheek quickly. "You are so unbelievably sexy," Scorpius whispered with a grin, and to take his mind off Alby's sexiness before his body betrayed him again, Scorpius handed him his Christmas present. "Happy Christmas, Alby."

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Alby somewhat doubted that - he wasn't anything approaching sexy, he was sure. Especially not when compared to Scorp - who was indeed sexy, the back of Alby's mind chimed in, ever-so-helpfully. He tried not to come up with the myriad reasons it was true and instead glanced down at the package Scorp had just handed him, looking over to his boyfriend with a grin.

"Wait - wait, I can't open it 'till you have yours!" he insisted, giving Scorp a quick kiss beneath his nearest ear and slipping out of his grasp, setting the gift on the bed carefully before he fell to the floor and wriggled his way partway beneath it, pushing aside a few boxes and books to get at the present he'd hidden at the back, near the wall. He pulled it out, dusting it off a little, and turned to present it to Scorpius with a grin. "Happy Christmas to you, too," he said cheerily, sinking onto the edge of his bed and picking up the package, casting one more glance up before tearing into it carefully, the grin widening as he saw the scarf carefully folded within the paper. He picked it up, running his hands over it, marveling at how soft it was, before he tossed it around his neck, laughing.

"It's great! You have to open yours too!" he insisted, hoping Scorp would like the book he'd picked out. It was a history, but every time he'd seen it on Aunt Hermione's shelf he'd thought of Scorp, so Alby hoped he would like it...


[OOC: It is a scarf, right? XD;;; I hope I got that right. ::facepalm::]

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Scorpius was a bit nervous as Alby squirmed beneath the bed, giving him a full view of his arse, which was calling out to Scorpius to grab. He managed to control himself by closing his eyes momentarily and taking a deep breath. When he opened them again Alby was just emerging, and he was still nervous and only slightly less aroused.

Scorpius had never been good at giving gifts, and he felt especially inadequate when it came to giving something to Alby, because everything and nothing seemed right. He'd finally settled on a scarf with considerable prodding from Delphina, who'd insisted it was the perfect present. It was a nondescript shade of black, made partly of wool and partly of something else that was charmed to be fluffy, and as the saleswitch had assured him, was the softest and warmest scarf ever to be sold in London, and would look rather fetching on anyone to boot. Scorpius had been skeptical of the sales pitch, but ended up buying it anyway because he liked the mental image of something soft, fluffy, and warm wrapped around Alby. Of course in that image, it was the only thing Alby was wearing.

"Thanks, Alby," Scorpius said with a smile, accepting the gift and settling down on the bed with it in his lap. It was large, rectangular, and very heavy.

Scorpius watched, still anxious as Alby unwrapped his gift, hoping that Alby would genuinely like it. Was it too generic? Was it too...stupid? Would Alby still like his own scarves better? But then Alby laughed and tossed the scarf around his neck, grinning like a maniac. Scorpius let out a breath of relief. Alby liked it.

With an idea of what it could be, Scorpius opened his present carefully like he usually did, nevermind that what he really wanted to do was to dig into the wrapping and tear it off like his sister did with all her gift wrappings. He meticulously untied the ribbons and gingerly eased his fingers beneath the sellotape at one end. Finally he slid off the paper and there, in his lap, was an old, yellowed, and careworn copy of Hogwarts: A History.

Scorpius stared, his eyes wide, his mouths slightly open. "I can't believe you found this," Scorpius said, running his fingers over the leather-bound cover with its worn, gold-gilt letters. He opened the book and there, in the corner of the very first page, written in faded ink and the neatest and most fastidious script he had ever seen, was the name 'Hermione Granger.'

"Oh, Alby," Scorpius breathed, running his fingers across the pages of the book, "I love it. Thank you." He sat there for a moment more, staring at the book in his lap, which was the best present he had ever received in his life. He could not believe that Alby had given him one of his aunt's old books, which she must have read often if the scratches in the cover and the dents at the corner said anything. And he was, in the home of Harry Potter, holding a real piece of history on his lap. It was suddenly as if Alby had hugged him and dragged him to be a part his family, the large circle of Potter and Weasleys when he, as a Malfoy, had always felt a little awkward and unwanted in their presence. Scorpius didn't know whether or not Alby had meant it as gesture, or whether he'd merely thought that Scorpius might enjoy the book, but nevertheless it meant a lot him.

"There must be so much written in here," Scorpius said wondrously, flipping through the pages a bit and skimming a few sentences before putting it down and practically tackling his boyfriend to the bed, pressing--in quick succession--short and soft kisses to his lips.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," Scorpius said, punctuating each of his thanks with a kiss. "I love it!" he said, feeling absolutely happy, absolutely thrilled. Scorpius paused and smiled, more content that he'd ever remembered feeling. "Happy Christmas, Alby," he said softly, a little more seriously, and was bending down for another kiss when he heard a soft knock at the door.

[OOC: D: I have no idea what exactly you intended to give Scorp, so I just made it up. *hides* ^^;;

And that is totally Harry on the other side of the door almost catching his son and his boyfriend sharing a moment. XD]

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Alby's nervousness melted as he watched the look on Scorp's face as he opened the present, and was then all-but-bowled over a moment later, a number of fluttering kisses pressed to his lips one after the other. He laughed, arms slipping around Scorpius, managing to get out a, "You're welcome!" in between kisses. He'd been just about to pull Scorp closer, the other leaning in for another kiss, when there was a knock at the door.

The boys started and sprang apart; Alby slid off the bed to open the door, finding his father on the other side, a rolled-up sleeping bag, blanket, and pillows in his arms. He looked a bit surprised that Alby was wearing a scarf over his pyjamas, but said nothing of it as he glanced around the room, nodding to his son and his friend. "I've brought your sleeping bag," he said, a bit unnecessarily, stepping into the room to deposit it on the floor, gaze falling over the wrapping paper and the book in Scorpius's hands.

Harry's mouth tugged into a small smile, and he glanced back at Alby, as if silently conveying his congratulations that Scorp had liked the present. Alby grinned back, thinking that maybe things wouldn't be as bad as he'd thought they could've been - Dad may have been a bit silent on the subject of boyfriends, but he hadn't said anything against it, and Alby had been hoping to keep it that way.

"Thanks, Dad. Goodnight," Alby said, starting to unroll the sleeping bag on the floor for his guest.

"... Just one thing," Harry said, as he got the hint that his son wanted him out of the room. "I expect Scorpius to go to sleep in that sleeping bag. And I expect he'll be there in the morning, all right?" The look he gave his son was one that spoke volumes - Harry wasn't stupid, and he knew that this was not a normal occurrence of his son having a friend spend the night. And he wanted Alby to know that he knew.

Alby nodded, trying not to flush, because it was a bit strange to get that sort of look from his Dad. "Right, Dad. He will."

Harry nodded, stepping back through the doorway and starting to pull the door shut. "Have a good night, Al. Scorpius." The door clicked into place and there were footsteps retreating down the hall. Alby finished unrolling the bag, glancing up at Scorp a bit wryly.

"But he didn't say anything about where you slept the rest of the night," he grinned softly.

[OOC: Ahaha~ Good thing Harry probably knows to wait before opening the door. XD And yes, that works beautifully for the book~ :DDD]

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Scorpius practically jumped off Alby when he heard the door knock, quickly swinging his legs off the side of the bed and simply sitting there as if he'd just been doing that the entire time.

"Oh, thanks, Mr. Potter," Scorpius said as he jumped off the bed to help Alby with the sleeping bag, wondering whether or not his parents really expected him to be using it. Even if they didn't, it put him at ease that they were going through the motions.

"Yes, of course," Scorpius nodded, noting the look Alby's father gave him. Well, at least when he laid down the rule, he hadn't bothered to plug up the loopholes.

"Goodnight," Scorpius said, standing next to Alby a bit awkwardly as Mr. Potter gave them both a knowing look and shut the door.

"Well," Scorpius raised an eyebrow, grinning, "he didn't say how long I have to be sleeping there either. He laughed and grabbed Alby around the waist, pulling him close. Finally everybody had left them alone and they had all night. "Now," Scorpius said softly, slipping a hand up Alby's nightshirt to caress his back, "where did we leave off?"

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"... No. He didn't," Alby agreed, still a little weirded out but not about to question it, if his father really was going to give them a loophole like that. He grinned as Scorp's fingers slipped up his back, stepping closer without even having to think about it.

"I think we were at the part where I kiss you silly," he murmured with a grin, leaning in the rest of the way to do just that, placing a number of soft, slow kisses on Scorpius's lips, leaning forward in an attempt to topple them onto the sleeping bag. "We'll just have to keep you on the sleeping bag, in case," he pointed out between kisses, thinking that it was a bit mad, the way he'd gone from aroused to painfully not and back to aroused all over again, because he was certainly aroused again, now that he had Scorp's hands on him and his lips against Alby's and they were shut away safely in Alby's room until the morning.

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"Oh, right," Scorpius said with a smile, closing his eyes as Alby approached. Being snogged silly by Alby was pretty high up on his list of priorities at the moment. He loved the way Alby kissed slow, the way Alby took his breath away when he pressed closer insistently before pulling away again, ever so slightly.

"Hmm," Scorpius murmured, nuzzling Alby's cheek. He rested his hands on the small of Alby's back, drawing small circles in Alby's smooth skin. "Do you think we can both fit in the sleeping bag?" he asked, a tiny glint of mischief in his eyes. He resumed their slow kisses, starting at the corner of Alby's mouth before capturing his lips, nipping gently before rolling the tip of his tongue along the underside of Alby's bottom lip.

Scorpius took a breath as Alby's mouth opened and he dived in further, his shoulders leaning forward as he pressed Alby close to him and snogged him with all the feelings he'd kept bottled up at the Manor. All thoughts fled his head as he stood with Alby, the fabric of the sleeping bag below his feet, getting more and more aroused, his hands slipped from Alby's back to venture lower, beneath the waist of his pajama bottoms to grab his arse and give it a squeeze. He parted from Alby breathelessly, his heart thumping in his chest. Scorpius grinned. It was going to be a dirty night.

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"Mngh," Alby moaned quietly into Scorp's mouth, trying to keep his sounds to a minimum, because they couldn't be loud or someone would hear them, and that would put a very quick end to this and any other possible future sleepovers with Scorpius. And that simply wouldn't do, he thought, quite sure that he would die if Scorp was taken away just now. Somehow that squeeze had made him want Scorpius more than ever; he couldn't explain it, but if every inch of skin that could be touching didn't do so soon, he felt he would go mad.

"I think we should try," he said quietly, voice dropping lower. "Right now." He sat, pulling Scorp down with him, beneath him, so that the other's hands could stay down the back of his pants. Of course, as soon as they were on the floor, Alby forgot about the sleeping bag altogether, pressing their hips and mouths together and pushing Scorp against the floor beneath, wondering if there was a spell to merge two bodies into one, because that was very much what he'd like to do right now.

He'd never in all his life have thought he would someday be snogging Scorpius like there was no tomorrow on his bedroom floor, with the rest of his family sleeping (or soon to be) in their rooms, he and Scorpius trying to stay quiet and get as close as possible at the same time. But there was something just as thrilling about it as there had been about snogging him when both their families were downstairs, and that was all Alby could really think about right now.

[OOC: I think I've lost Alby to the raging hormones. ::dies:: XD Apparently it's going to be a dirty night indeed.]

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Scorpius let Alby pull him down on the floor, rolling onto his back and spreading his knees apart to give Alby a place to settle, and his crotch a perfect place to rub up against. He forgot about the sleeping bag too, occupied with his boyfriend between his legs and inside his mouth.

"Mmmm," Scorpius breathed, trying to restrain a moan as grasped Alby's arse with both hands, sliding his pajamas down to his knees in the process. He kissed Alby back just as hard as he was being kissed, the feeling of his best mate and boyfriend all over him, pressing him to the floor the sexiest thing he had ever felt. He could hardly think as Alby's hips ground into his, his already erect member throbbing even harder than it had been before.

Scorpius suddenly found himself short of breath, his body needing more than he could possibly provide it. "Mmmm," Scorpius said, his voice muffled by Alby's lips as he used both hands to press Alby's hips harder against his. He wriggled a bit under Alby, his body moving of its own volition and seemingly no longer controlled by his brain, which had ceased functioning a few moments ago. He never wanted to leave Alby's room, and he never wanted Alby to stop touching him. Especially right there, between his legs.

"Take my boxers off," said Scorpius briefly, his lips barely moving against Alby's as he spoke. He wanted nothing more than for his bare skin to be touching Alby's, and his underwear was in the way.

[OOC: Haha, that's okay, Scorpius has just surrendered to his hormones too. XD Now they just need to keep quiet enough not to get caught. :3

So are they going to sleep in Scorp's sleeping bag? X3 It's gonna be a tight fit. ~<3 All the better for cuddling.]

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Alby was all too happy to comply with Scorp's barely-whispered words, hands sliding down his boyfriend's sides and fingers scrabbling to grasp at the waist of his boxers and pull. Completely without finesse, perhaps, but Alby really didn't care, feeling as though he might explode at any moment and only wanting to intensify the heat between their groins in any way possible. That wasn't hard, as Scorp was pulling him downward with both hands on his arse, and Alby was happily grinding downwards as well, feeling that they couldn't get close enough.

His pyjamas were already down around his knees; Alby reached down and pulled his underwear down to join it, leaving nothing in between the two of them, gasping quietly into Scorpius's mouth as their cocks suddenly slid against each other, feeling like he was harder than he'd ever been in his life. Certainly more desperate - they'd only been apart a few days, but it felt to Alby like years.

He slid one hand blindly between them, trailing fingers over them both at the same time, only thinking that he needed release, badly, especially after having gotten so close and been denied, earlier. Despite the desperation, he kept his touch as light as possible, wanting to delay the inevitable. But it was hard, so hard, not to grasp them both and pump for all he was worth. Even then, he felt like that wouldn't be enough, that he could never get enough, as his mouth slid down from Scorp's, trailing down his neck, looking for somewhere he could bite that wouldn't be obvious in the morning, finally settling for a pale shoulder, shifting his hips harshly against Scorp's as he did so.

[OOC: XD I had no idea Alby would be so... well, he's not seme, but he's certainly feeling close to something like it. XD;

Haha, well, seeing as Harry conveniently forgot to mention that Alby was to sleep in his bed... I don't see why not. XD Alby says cuddling is good!]

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Scorpius gave Alby a hand in taking off his underwear, at least as far as the knees, which was about as far they needed it for now. Deciding that was all the work he needed to do to take care of that particular problem, Scorpius moved his hands back to Alby's bottom as Alby leaned close again.

Scorpius's mouth opened in a silent gasp as his felt his cock touch against Alby's, arching his back and lifting his hips off the floor as he sought more contact between them. "Mmm," Scorpius murmured quietly, feeling Alby's hand on his cock. He let his head roll back against the pillows as Alby trailed kisses down his neck, settling at his shoulder and biting there, his hands still managing to flit between their arousals, squeezing and touching where he could.

Scorpius tried pulling Alby closer, to his dismay finding that they were as close as they could be, so instead he elected to wrap a leg around Alby's legs and pinned them together to the floor. Not thinking clearly any longer, his only imperative to keep quiet and keep Alby on top of him, with one last squeeze of Alby's arse, he moved a hand between them, caressing the skin of Alby's side before settling on Alby's cock, running his fingertips along its length before wrapping around it and beginning a slow, tentative rhythm. Leaning his head to the side, he buried his nose in Alby's hair, nuzzling Alby with the faint thought he might not survive the rest of the holidays without Alby if he was feeling this desperate after barely three days.

[OOC: Scorp loves aggressive!Alby! ~<3 He is totally one of those gives a little, take a little guys, so when Alby wants to be a top, he is completely game ~<3. Awww, sleeping bag cuddling. D: It's going to be so cute!

And sorry for the double-post, I always forget to make OOC comments. ^^;;]

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Alby was starting to inwardly curse the fact that they were two separate people - Scorp was pulling at him like he wanted them to be as close as Alby did, but they were already pressed as flush as they could physically be. The space between them was hot despite the slightly chill air of his room, but that only made it all the more pleasurable, he felt, to have cool at his back and heat at his front, knowing it meant Scorpius was there.

Scorp finally looped a leg around Alby's, in an effort to keep him from moving away and effectively pinning them to the floor; Alby murmured his approval into the skin of Scorp's shoulder, then moaned just as quietly as Scorpius's hand, which had been stroking his side, moved around to the front and touched him where the ache was worst, running fingers along the shaft before starting to stroke rhythmically. Alby's hips responded right away, jerking forward a little bit with each stroke; he finally managed to pull enough conscious thought together to turn his attentions to Scorpius's cock, returning the favor, fingers touching every inch of it he could reach, a little spark seeming to erupt in his gut every time their hands brushed as they stroked each other.

"When did it get so hard to live apart?" Alby groaned, shifting himself so that he could rest on his other elbow on the floor, still chest-to-chest with Scorp, but giving his hips a bit more room to move against Scorp's fingers. He was already starting to feel short of breath and desperate for release.

[OOC: Hee~ Yeah, it seems they're both happy to be on both ends of things. :D And yes, they are going to be really cute all cuddly in that sleeping bag~ XD

<3 No problem~ It's fine. XD]

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Scorpius's breath hitched when Alby's fingers wrapped around his cock, his touch short and light over every inch, driving him crazy. It was a wonder he'd spent so long wanking by himself as he did, Scorpius was convinced that there was no better thing in the world than having Alby pinned on top of him, touching him all over, thrusting his hips into him. Wanking just wasn't the same anymore.

It took Scorpius a few moments to realize that Alby had said something that had a meaning besides 'more' or 'harder,' and it took him a moment longer to come up with the proper way to speak an answer. "I don't know," Scorpius replied, his breath coming in shallow pants, his chest heaving against Alby's, which was sliding against his as they moved together, their bodies slick with a thin sheen of sweat.

Scorpius made a small whimpering noise at the back of his throat, his body deciding for him that it wanted to wrap his other leg around Alby too. He could feel himself getting close, and figured that Alby might be getting there too. Scorpius gripped Alby's arousal more firmly in his hand and pumped it with short, jerking strokes, varying the rhythm as he squeezed Alby's arse with his other hand. He was touching as much of Alby as he could, their hips were flush, their chests rising and falling together, but still it wasn't enough. Unfortunately, it would have to do.

Scorpius grimaced as Alby fingertips flicked over the head of his cock, leaving a lingering, burning aftertouch that shot straight to his stomach. He felt close, very close.

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Scorp hadn't said much, but it was all right because that was about all Alby could think to process at the moment; even as he'd asked the question, he'd forgotten why he cared about the answer, because they were together now and that was good enough for him. He didn't want to think about tomorrow night, or the next, or the next, because they were both impossibly far away and hard to comprehend without Scorp being a part of them. Right now his world had narrowed to the boy beneath him - the way their chests slid against each other, the way his hair smelled, the way he was panting and most definitely the way he'd locked both legs around Alby now and started pumping his cock and squeezing his arse at the same time. Alby thought he might die. But if he did, it would be the best death ever cataloged in the history of deaths, he was sure.

He groaned against Scorpius's slick skin, hips jerking more insistently now - he could feel his stomach clenching, the feeling traveling further down. His fingers, already grasping and stroking Scorpius, tightened and quickened, all traces of teasing gone as he tried to get Scorp to the same place he was fast approaching, squeezing as he stroked, bending over and biting at Scorp's shoulder again and jerked his hips once more and that was it -

Alby's entire body seemed to tense as he came, hand stilling on Scorpius's erection for a moment though his grip didn't loosen. He barely had enough coherence to bite his lip and keep his groan silent. It was a long moment before he was able to take a shuddering breath as his muscles relaxed and do his best not to collapse on top of his boyfriend, starting to move his hand once more, the motion now lubricated by the warm mess he'd left on Scorp's stomach.

[OOC: Argh, btw, I'm going to be gone for the next week, starting tomorrow morning. ^^;; I may have some limited email, but it'll probably be pretty sparse. Just to warn you! If all else fails we can definitely finish up when I get back~ :D; <3]

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Scorpius tried not to moan when he heard Alby groan, his entire body jerking along with the movement of his hips, the strokes of both their hands moving together, synchronized. Scorpius turned his head to the side, squeezing his eyes shut as Alby bit him again in the shoulder, completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body--the slide of Alby's skin, the tightness of his grip between his legs, the warmth of Alby in his hand. And then he felt Alby come, his boyfriend stilling as his entire body arched with a sharp intake of breath, warm seed spilling and lubricating his strokes, as he caressed Alby until his orgasm stopped and he almost collapsed, content.

Scorpius cracked a smile, leaning over to press to Alby's forehead. He'd wanted to come along with Alby, but he hadn't quite been there. Close now, Scorpius bit his lip to keep from crying out, more aroused than he'd ever been in his entire life with his boyfriend's seed still warm on his stomach and his cock. He moved his hips to every movement of Alby's hand, the motion smooth, quick, and desperate until finally Scorpius felt himself tighten and he tensed, his mouth opening in a silent cry, thrusting one more time into Alby's hand before he too came, spilling himself all over Alby's hand and his own stomach, where his essence mingled with Alby's in a pool over his abdomen.

It seemed like forever that Alby held him before he finally let himself fall back to the sleeping bag, still a bit dazed. Scorpius was silent for several minutes, his mind still foggy and not really able to verbalize the bliss he felt at the moment, content to just float for a bit, with Alby at his side. Scorpius finally noticed his hand was starting to get a bit sticky, so before shifting Alby to his side he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked it slowly, eying his boyfriend with every teasing curl of the tip of his tongue. He grinned as he finished, deciding that he rather didn't mind Alby's taste. There was still the mess on his stomach, but he paid it no heed as he tilted Alby's chin up for a kiss.

Scorpius was still at a loss for words, for a way to thank or tell Alby how wonderful the minutes they'd just shared actually were, so he simply said, "I love you," and even that, he felt, as he pressed more kisses along Alby's jaw, were insufficient to convey the true depths of what they'd just shared.

[OOC: OMG. D: Scorpius is such a sap. I had no idea he was going to pop that on Alby until it actually happened. :3 Here's to cute, sensitive gay boys! *cheers*

Oh, and no worries! Sorry for the late reply myself, I've been swamped with the life of being el grad student. =___= Errghhh...I have to check up on rats late at night again, so that's just eating up chunks and chunks of my time. D: I can't wait until winter break happens. I am so ready to go home and decompress. :D

And this is by far the longest AS/S log we've ever done. Yaaaay! ~<3 The bar has been raised. XD]

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The heady, euphoric feeling seemed to last for long moments, even as Alby continued stroking Scorp - only a few more times before the other's hips jerked and his mouth opened as he came. It was the best thing Alby had seen all night - all vacation, in fact, and perhaps all year. His fingers stroked Scorp through his orgasm, finally stilling to slip around the other's side and hold him, gently, as they both caught their breath.

Scorp moved after a moment, and Alby watched, a bit enraptured, as Scorp's tongue dipped in and out of the spaces between his fingers and his boyfriend licked up their mingled mess from his hand. That was hot - really hot, he thought, just before Scorp tilted Alby's head up just a bit for a kiss. Alby could taste them both in that kiss, and that was just as hot. His lips curled into a soft grin as he laughed to himself silently a bit, thinking that there probably wasn't anything in the world Scorp could do that wasn't hot, anyway. Some things were just hotter than others.

The words Scorp whispered next made Alby blink - and blush, and squirm, but only because he... hadn't expected Scorpius to say them. Not to his face. It was funny - Alby certainly felt that way, and he'd always assumed Scorp felt that way, but neither of them had actually said anything about it. It had just been there, as if the mutual understanding had popped into existence the instant Scorp had kissed him back, that first night in the dungeon classroom. Hearing it out loud made it so much more real. So much more tangible, and Alby felt so much more in love, now that he'd heard them.

His hands tightened against the skin of Scorpius's side, and Alby's nose nudged Scorp's until he could get their lips aligned enough to kiss his boyfriend on the mouth again, wanting to tell him everything but not really having the words. Maybe that was what saying I love you did - it said what could be said, and also what couldn't.

"Me too," Alby mumbled against Scorpius's lips, torn between needing to pull away enough to form words and not wanting to stop kissing. "I... I love you too."

[OOC: Awwwwwwww~ ::melts:: XD Yay sappy gay boys! Apparently it started Alby with the sap, too. ::laughs:: I guess hearing Scorp say that made him all sparkly-eyed and sappy too~ XD;;

I hope last week treated you well! :O I'll be around now, yay~ Though maybe going to bed early tonight, since I'm still exhausted. :D;;

Ahaha, this totally is teh LONG. XD Go us!]

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Scorpius smiled through his kisses with Alby, Alby's lips brushing against his as he spoke softly, their breaths floating in the small space between them, warming Alby's words. Scorpius had never given much thought to concept of loving Alby, perhaps because he just did and maybe had always done, and everything about loving Alby came so naturally to him that for once in his life, it was something he didn't have to think about to be able to express. But he was glad that Alby felt the same way.

Scorpius lifted a hand and cupped Alby's cheek, stroking it gently as they closed for a kiss again, Scorpius closing his eyes and opening his mouth as Alby's tongue ventured in, and he arched off their sleeping bag ever so slightly, pouring as much of himself in the kiss as he could. This was, without argument, the best Christmas he'd ever had, and even if he didn't get to see Alby again before the end of the holidays, at least there would be the memory of this night which might tide him over until the school term began again. With a small grin, Scorpius reached over and grabbed the faded Chudley Cannons shirt Alby's brother had so graciously given to him. He used it to wipe them both clean before tossing it back on the floor again, and returned to kissing Alby.

Together they kissed languidly, stroking each other slowly, running lazy hands through each other's hair and carefully squeezing each other's sides. Finally the last of the afterglow of Scorpius's orgasm wore off, and despite Alby's body pressed up against his it was beginning to feel a bit chilly. Scorpius noted with dismay that his skin was starting to prickle into gooseflesh. "Do you think we can both fit in the sleeping bag?" Scorpius asked, parting with Alby ever so slightly. He shot Alby one of his rare mischievous looks. "No one's going to find out, right?"

[OOC: Whoo! Scorpius's first post on Scorpius! :3 ~<3 Alby is so cute when he's all sappy and thinking that Scorp is hot. D: I don't think I'll ever get over how adorable Alby is. X3

So uh...are they sleeping in the sleeping bag together, then? Is Alby going to crawl back into his own bed sometime in the morning before Harry finds out? X3]

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Alby suppressed a chuckle as Scorpius cleaned up their mess with James' old shirt, tossing it aside once more and resuming the slow, deep kisses that were, Alby felt, all he needed to receive this Christmas and every other. No present anyone could give him would be as nice or as comfortable or as wonderful as lying here and kissing Scorpius as their hands wandered and stroked and touched every inch of each other. The touches weren't desperate, like before, but slow and soft and almost nicer, Alby thought.

Though Scorp's skin was beginning to prickle with gooseflesh, he noticed, and the cool air of his room did seem to be taking its toll on Alby as well, as he realized he was nowhere near as warm as he had been just a little while ago. Just as he was about to say something, Scorp pulled away, giving him a mischievous look that, Alby thought, would have gotten him to agree to just about anything, whether he'd been previously inclined to do so or not.

This time, at least, he certainly was inclined to do so - he pulled at one side of the sleeping bag, so that the zipper slid down and the bag opened enough for him to struggle the top out from beneath them and back over again. Propping himself up on Scorp's chest, Alby placed careful hands on either side of Scorp's glasses, sliding them off the other's nose, grinning softly. Showers notwithstanding, Scorpius rarely removed his glasses, taking them off the absolute last thing before he went to sleep. Holding the frames carefully, Alby grinned down into the grey-flecked eyes of his boyfriend, thinking he rather liked being one of the only people to see his eyes without the thin layer of glass in the way.

"Not if I go back to my own bed before Dad gets up," he said finally, answering Scorp's question as he set the glasses carefully out of reach, a little to the right and above Scorp's head, so he could reach them easily. "He didn't say where I had to sleep, but I can guess what he might've meant."

[OOC: Yay, Scorpius! :D And haaa, yes, Alby is apparently UTTERLY sappy right now. XD He is rather adorable~~ I love my baby. :D

I... guess they're going to try? Alby will probably crawl back into his bed in the morning, though, so as not to push their luck. ^^;; I suppose Scorp might have to wake him and remind him, though. XD;]

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Scorpius thought there was something decidedly sexy about Alby leaning down placing gentle fingers on either side of his glasses and slipping them off. If it was anybody else he wouldn't have tolerated it all, but he couldn't help but grinning as his glasses were slipped from his nose and placed carefully on the carpet, out of reach. Alby's face became a little fuzzier than it normally was, but Scorpius could still see him fine, and was sure that even without his glasses he'd be able to identify Alby in a crowd from a mile away. Scorpius smiled up at his boyfriend and snuggled them deeper into the sleeping bag.

"Mmm," Scorpius murmured this pleasure, thinking about Alby leaving his side in the morning and wondering if there was any way to keep Alby inside the sleeping back without violating the spirit of Mr. Potter's rules. His mind was drawing a blank, but maybe that's because his mind had been elsewhere for the majority of the night. "As long as nobody finds out, right?" Scorpius said, wrapping an arm around Alby's waist and cuddling him close. Suddenly, he felt rather tired, and was glad that there could be nothing better at the moment than having Alby sleep right next to him.

"When does your dad wake up?" Scorpius asked, stifling a yawn. "Assuming he doesn't check in the middle of the night..." Scorpius raised his eyebrows a bit as that thought occurred to him, but he couldn't be bothered to care too much because he was comfortable where he was, and he hoped that Alby was willing to risk Mr. Potter's ire as well.

[OOC: Scorpius loves your baby too! ~<3 Haha, I can't believe he's such a sap. Oh well. He's one of those tsundere types--cold on the outside, squishy on the inside. X3

I think Scorp will have to wake him and remind him. D: He totally won't want to though! D: Maybe they should just risk it...?]

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Alby exhaled slowly, settling down against Scorp as the other looped a warm arm around his middle and snuggled them into the folds of the sleeping bag. He was far too comfortable, right now, to want to think about having to crawl out of the sleeping bag (and Scorp's embrace) and into his bed in the morning. "Yeah," he murmured, brushing fingertips along the skin of Scorpius's chest. "No one'll find out."

He caught the tail-end of Scorp's stifled yawn and was unable to suppress one, himself, hand coming up to cover his mouth before he slipped it up and around Scorp's, intertwining limbs. "Too early," Alby mumbled, trying to remember when Dad got up, but not coming up with a clear time. "Six... I think. Early," he repeated - but he couldn't really be bothered with worrying about that now. "I don't think he'd come check. He trusts me." Besides... Alby was sure his father would not have left such glaring loopholes in his instructions if he hadn't trusted Alby enough. Right?

He hoped.

"We should sleep now," he finally whispered, thinking that life couldn't get much better than this, curled up with Scorpius in a sleeping bag on the floor of his room, both of them sated and happy and Scorp loved him and he'd said so and Alby thought he might be the happiest bloke on earth, right now. "Even if you have to leave in the morning." Even that, though, couldn't disturb the calm he felt now, pressed against his boyfriend in the comforting dark of his room. "Glad you got to stay."


[OOC: Hee~ And Alby certainly loves yours. <3 Yay saps. XD They're so... sappily cute~

Haha, well, they could be intending to wake up and have Alby move, and then sleep through it? XD I think as long as they didn't look *too* overly sketchy Harry might be slightly disturbed, but not say anything. He was a boy once himself. XD; He seems likely to be lenient, though he'd probably give Alby a fatherly lecture later on. :D;]

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"Six?" Scorpius echoed quietly with a little despair. That gave him far too little time with Alby. Couldn't Mr. Potter get up at noon or something like that? Scorpius hoped that Alby's father was the type to take a hint and wouldn't check on the boys first thing in the morning, but it wasn't anything he'd be counting on. Whatever the consequences, Scorpius was prepared to face them in the morning for a few spare minutes with Alby snuggled beside him. Every single second counted if he had to make it last the rest of the holidays.

Scorpius nodded when Alby suggested sleep. He was ready to nod off already, though he hung on to wakefulness tenaciously because he didn't want to go to sleep just yet--he wanted to savor the content, the feeling of Alby's breathing, the happiness that, well, they loved each other. They'd said so! And even if they hadn't needed to, it made it that much the better.

"I'm glad I got to stay too," Scorpius whispered quietly, resting his cheek against the top of Alby's head. He yawned, shifting Alby as close to him as possible. "Goodnight," Scorpius said, and though he was trying to stay awake, dropped off to sleep just moments after.

[OOC: Wah, sorry for the longass delay. I was caught up in playing Phoenix Wright. Oh my god, that game is so awesome. The fact that the DS version lets you use the microphone to shout "OBJECTION!" makes it three million times better than just pushing the button! *gushes* Anyhoos...

I like the idea that Harry checks on them in the morning and they're kind of innocent cuddled together in the sleeping bag with their clothes strewn all over the place... ... hmmm... maybe not. D: Do you think Alby would get away with it cause you know...it's kind of obvious they're both terribly naked underneath that sleeping bag. XD If he can get away with it, then I'm all up for it!]

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[OOC: Haa, that's okay~ I have plenty of friends addicted to that game, I understand. ;D

Haha, that would be cute. XD I think Harry would much prefer them asleep, clothed, in separate places (or at least asleep and clothed) but I can't really see either of them waking up and putting clothes back on. Harry would be kind of disturbed and probably give Alby a bit of a lecture, but it wouldn't be too bad. Harry did kind of... give them loopholes. ::dies:: I still think it would be hilariously cute, anyway. :D;;]

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[OOC: I can't really see them waking up and putting clothes back on either, especially since they haven't bothered to now. XD Let's do it! Harry wakes up in the morning and finds Alby and Scorp naked and cuddling together in the sleeping bag. XD]