[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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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]

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[OOC: |D All right~ He'd probably... close the door to make enough noise to wake them up so they got up and dressed and into the right beds before Ginny found them, later in the morning. XD Alby so owes his dad his life, now. XD]

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[OOC: Ginny would so totally kill Alby and throw Scorp out if she found them sleeping together. XD Alby totally owes his dad one. D: It's a good thing that for the New Year's party, Malfoy Manor is huge so nobody will be missing the boys (weeell, okay, Draco, Ora, and Delphina will definitely wonder) until the morning. XD

Whee! Let's do it!]

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[OOC: XD Yeah, I think Harry must be a pretty lenient dad, very lucky for his children. :D;; Ginny would so kill them, so we'll assume he closed the door loudly enough that they'd wake up and move to the correct beds. :D; It is definitely good that Malfoy Manor is large, then~ >D]

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Alby woke again at exactly 6:23 in the morning, the click of his door closing registering just loudly enough in the back of his mind to wake him. He blinked in the darkness of his room, which had not yet been lightened by sunrise. He shifted minutely, glancing over at the sleeping form of Scorpius beside him, and realized that while they had meant to put on their clothes and have him move to his proper bed before morning, it apparently hadn't happened.

His stomach seemed to drop from beneath him for a moment - was Dad awake yet? Alby strained his ears to listen for his father's movement in the kitchen, but he couldn't hear a thing through his closed door. But something had woken him up, and maybe he oughtn't take it for granted. If it had been Dad, he hadn't woken them up to yell or lecture, so that was good. Alby hoped.

All the same, Alby wasn't sure Mum or James would be as... polite about finding them curled up in the sleeping bag with very few articles of clothing apiece. And if it hadn't been Dad, then he would be along soon, and Alby would rather not risk that, either. He shifted again, groping for the edge of the sleeping bag carefully, while placing a soft kiss against Scorp's cheek. "Hey, wake up... You need to put a shirt on," he murmured softly.


[Okay, I meant to tag last night and then I came home and fell asleep and slept until about an hour ago, oops. XD;; I'll post a tag for CoS after lunch/dinner/whatever it should be. :D;

Also, I'm sure Harry stood in the doorway goggling a good moment before deciding to save any lecturing for later. XD;]

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Scorpius thought he heard something like the opening or shutting of a door in his dreams, but paid it no mind until he felt Alby shift in his arms and a gentle kiss on his cheek. He groaned quietly in response, opening his eyes finally and blinking in the near darkness, the only light in the room from the glow of streetlamps filtering in through Alby's curtained windows.

"Okay," Scorpius said as he squinted and groped around the sleeping bag for the shirt he'd chucked somewhere on the floor the previous night. He saw a small, crumpled pile on the floor to his side and reached out an arm to grab it. "Oooh," Scorpius shivered as he withdrew his arm quickly, unfolding the shirt to find a faded Chudley Cannons logo, barely discernable in the dark. It was pretty chilly in the house, or at least he felt so because he was completely naked save for the sleeping bag and Alby, but really, Alby was better, warmer, and best enjoyed without clothes on.

"Just a shirt?" Scorpius asked, pulling it over his head and down as far as he could before casting about for his boxers as well. He glanced at Alby's clock, not quite able to make out the difference between the hands, but either way, it was terribly early in the morning. Early enough to warrant Scorpius wanting to roll back over and go back to sleep.

[OOC: Hahaha, I can totally imagine Harry in the door just kind of shocked and staring. XD Somehow I doubt that he's ever seen two guys in bed before, and it must be worse because one of them is his own son! ^^;;]

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Alby chuckled as ruefully as he could while still feeling half-asleep. "Pants, too," he added, squinting in the darkness as well, finding Scorp's boxers before his own and wriggling down a bit to pull them on over his boyfriend's feet and up to his waist. It was cold in the still of the morning, and Alby searched a moment more for his own clothes, which had ended up on the other side of the sleeping bag, squirming out and suppressing a gasp as the cold air hit him all over. He fumbled his boxers on, and then his pyjama pants over them, and then finally his pyjama shirt; the clothes were cold against his skin, but they'd warm soon enough.

It was still very, very early, though, and Alby did not want to be awake. Now that he was clothed, he crawled back over to the sleeping bag, clumsily tucking Scorpius into it and leaning over for a tired kiss. "Go back to sleep," he mumbled, nuzzling the other's nose for a moment before he pulled himself away, crawing up and into his own bed, pulling the bedclothes tightly around his body and hoping they'd warm up soon. Settling down on his side, so he could watch the dark lump in the middle of the floor with the shock of blonde hair, Alby grinned sleepily, remembering that last night had been very nice and he was very glad their parents had let them stay the night together.

[OOC: Yeeeeah. XD What a sight, first thing in the morning. I almost feel bad for hi. XD;;]

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Scorpius frowned in protest as Alby found his boxers and proceeded to help him put them on, wiggling a bit so Alby could get it over his bottom properly. As much as it was cold and clothes usually helped the whole cold problem, Scorpius definitely preferred having Alby wrapped around him than a t-shirt and his boxers. Not to mention that he'd used the shirt to wipe up some of their mess the previous night, so there was most certainly a stain. Scorpius just hoped it would be easy enough to hide come morning if Alby's father or mother came in for another inspection.

Scorpius tried not very hard not let his mouth fall into its best Malfoy pout (it had worked in the past on his mother and his two grandmothers, though over the years since he'd grown up quite a bit its effectiveness had plummeted drastically) as Alby put his own pyjamas back on. "Hmmm," Scorpius mumured appreciatively as Alby zippered up the sleeping bag and gave him a kiss. He nuzzled his boyfriend back and touched Alby's cheek, letting his caress linger for a moment before Alby got up and rolled into his bed, drawing the covers around himself tightly. The bed was probably about as cold as the rest of the room, and Scorpius wanted to climb into bed with Alby and warm him up a bit, but figured he ought not to push his luck. If they'd been discovered already, they probably should behave, since they'd failed rather spectacularly at that last night.

"Goodnight," Scorpius murmured, fighting back a yawn as he rolled to his side so he could stare at the dark lump against the window that was Alby amidst his blankets. Scorpius snugged deeper into his sleeping bag, curling up a little as he stared at the Alby-shaped shadow.

"Y'know..." Scorpius began, pausing his words for a yawn, "you really ought to come sleep over at the Manor." Scorpius grinned. "Mum and Dad are late risers, and I have a big bed."

[OOC: Hahaha, I like how you almost feel sorry for Harry, but not quite. :D Well, if we're sure of anything, we're sure that Harry's awake now after seeing that in the morning. D: I take it he's not going to tell Ginny? Otherwise Alby would be grounded for sure.]

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Alby couldn't see Scorp's grin in the dark, but he could hear it in his voice, even behind the sleepy tones. He grinned back. "Yeah? A big bed sounds nice. And sleeping in," he paused, yawning, "sounds even nicer." He hadn't actually ever thought about staying with Scorp, but then, he'd never considered having Scorpius over here before last night. And as long as they hadn't been found out - or, at least, Dad hadn't been mad, if he had found them - then it would be all right. No one had to know that they were planning on... misbehaving.

Alby squirmed a little, thinking about how different things really were with Scorp than with anyone else he'd ever dated. Sure, kissing had been exciting, but with Scorp it was different. More than that, somehow. He couldn't put his finger on it, and was too tired to ponder it further, and so filed it under the innumerable unnamable things that went into the word called love. Because that's what it was, plain and simple, and he liked it like that and didn't need to wonder about it more.

The bedclothes were finally starting to warm, and he shifted again in the darkness. "I'd like to come stay with you," he murmured sleepily. "Maybe for more than a day. Maybe I can talk to Mum..."

[OOC: XD He's a big boy now, he can handle it~ And he'd definitely be awake. XD But no, he won't tell Ginny. He's a good dad. :D; Go Harry!

And sorry it took me so long to get back to you. Ajfiahdifa vacation shmacation, I feel like my schedule's booked solid! XP But I can get you a Snogs tag too in a bit, so I shall try!]

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Scorpius grinned sleepily, closing his eyes and thinking of what it would be like to have Alby over for a day and a night at the Manor. It certainly would be a cheerier place with him there.

Scorpius had never really liked visiting the Manor during the winter holidays, it was more something he was present for because the rest of his family went. He liked the bit where he got to see his grandparents again, but the Manor was dark and stuffy, and everywhere he went he felt the silent eyes of generations of Malfoy family portraits following him. Scorpius didn't know what it was about Malfoys that made them so quiet (he'd only heard a portrait speak to him once, and that was when he was just five years old and had gotten himself lost trying to find a loo), but it unnerved him quite a bit to have generations of his father's ancestors staring at his every movement. As much as Scorpius loved the quiet, and as much as the Manor was the perfect place to find a corner to curl up and spend an afternoon by himself, there was something about the Manor that always seemed so dreary and imposing that Scorpius had never felt like a member of the family in that house, despite having gone there for Christmas holiday for nearly every year since his birth.

Scorpius almost drifted off to sleep before Alby spoke again and he pulled himself back to wakefulness long enough to say a few words. "Well, my grandparents always have a New Years Eve party for their friends. I'll ask them if you can come..."

Scorpius pulled the sleeping bag up to his chin, curling one hand underneath his pillow as he imagined what it would be like to cuddle with Alby in his room at the Manor, and make the large, dark house seem not quite as cold as it usually was.

[OOC: :D So uh...how should they really wake up? XD My guess is that Ginny is going to knock on the door and tell the boys to get up? :D Are they gonna breakfast before Scorp gets picked up?]

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"Yeah... Yeah, that'd be nice." Alby knew his parents usually had their own holiday party, but he'd gone to them all his life. And he'd see the rest of his family for Christmas in a few days anyway, right? So there was no need to stay for two family parties... He'd much rather go to Scorpius' - and sneak away with him into his room with the nice big bed, and....

Alby started drifting at that point, his imagination taking over as he slipped into dreaming, and stay happily there until a knocking at his door woke him at the somewhat more reasonable hour of 7:50. His mother's voice, only slightly muffled through the wood, drifted into the room next as the handle turned.

"Albus, Scorpius... you'd better get up if you want some breakfast." Ginny opened the door a bit, letting more light into the room than the partly-drawn curtains, through which the yellow light of morning was spilling onto Alby's face.

Alby blinked in the brightness, seeing his mother glancing around the room, and was suddenly very, very glad he'd woken up (or maybe that Dad had woken them up) and moved to his own bed. On the floor Scorp was just stirring as well.

"We'll be down in a minute, Mum," Alby croaked, stirring only slightly, not wanting to move from beneath his warm covers. He'd been having such a nice dream, about stealing away with Scorp into dark corners of Malfoy Manor (which, admittedly, he'd never seen) and doing a number of exciting things that involved minimal clothing. But the real thing was here, on his floor, and even just having breakfast with the real Scorpius Malfoy would be better than all the nicest dreams in the world.

Ginny nodded and shut the door again quietly, with a look that said she expected Alby and Scorp to get up and not go back to sleep. Alby rolled over a bit to the edge of the bed, blinking and grinning tiredly down at the mass of blonde hair sticking out of the sleeping bag on the floor. "G'morning..."



[OOC: Yep, Ginny it is, if that's all right with you. XD And she can certainly make them (and James and Lily) breakfast before Scorp gets picked up, sure! Alby wants to drag out this visit as long as possible.]

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Scorpius hadn't realized he'd drifted off to sleep again until he heard the door open, and the voice of Alby's mother telling them to get up for breakfast. Scorpius groaned audibly as soon as he heard the door click shut, sticking his head out of the sleeping bag and blinking groggily at Alby.

"Morning," he yawned, rubbing his eyes and grinning up at his boyfriend. Scorpius wiggled out of his sleeping bag and groped about the carpet for his glasses. He slipped them on and moved to tackle the Alby-lump on his bed, landing them both in a tangle of arms, legs, and sheets.

"Morning," Scorpius said again, placing a wet kiss on Alby's lips. He stayed there for a minute, sprawled on top of Alby, a mass of sheets and blankets between them, before he crawled off again, realizing how much trouble he'd be in if Alby's mum decided to check on them again.

"So..." Scorpius said, perching himself on the edge of the bed and staring at his clothes which were in a pile on the floor, "breakfast?"

He gave his shirt a good look over, noticing a rather conspicuous stain right in the middle of his chest. It was probably in his best interests to change.

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Alby grinned - and certainly woke up all the way - when he was tackled into the bed and kissed. He returned the brief, wet kiss enthusiastically, feeling much more awake and wishing every morning for the rest of his life could start out like this. His arms slipped around Scorp's middle and help him close, but he realized after a moment that if they didn't put in an appearance downstairs soon, his mum might come looking for them, and it wouldn't do for her to find them in a tangle of sheets on the bed. Scorp must've realized this too, and Alby reluctantly let the other slip from his arms as the blonde perched on the side of the bed.

"Yeah," Alby agreed, following Scorp's gaze to the clothes on the floor, then back down to the faded shirt he was wearing - with a stain on the chest that had not been there last night. "I guess you'd probably better get dressed... I should, too." He wasn't about to make Scorp get dressed and then follow him down in pyjamas.

He reluctantly slid from the warm bed and padded over to the dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans and a polo shirt; he changed quickly in the cool morning air, though not without trying to catch a few glances of Scorp as he did the same. Pulling on some socks, Alby hopped over to the door and opened it once they were both ready, letting Scorp precede him down the stairs.

In the kitchen, Ginny was making eggs; there were already places set on the table for him and Scorp, beside which Lily and James were working their way through a stack of pancakes - there was a plate full of more on the table, beside which a container of syrup sat half-empty. Ginny glanced up as the two of them appeared in the doorway. "Would you like eggs, Scorpius? Albus, I'm making them scrambled for you."

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It felt a little bit ridiculous to be putting on a nice pair of black trousers and a button-up shirt when Alby was over by his dresser wiggling his bum into a pair of jeans, but it was either the previous night's formalwear or James's obviously stained shirt, so Scorpius opted for the latter while trying not to stare too conspicuously at his boyfriend's arse, which he felt a sudden urge to grab. Catching himself in the middle of his lewd thought and turning a little red, Scorpius quickly finished buttoning up his shirt and pulled his jumper on.

By the time they made their way to the top of the stairs the smell of breakfast had already wafted up to the second floor. Scorpius's eyes lit up at the thought of breakfast, his stomach growling quietly in response.

"Um, I'll have the same thing Alby's having, please," Scorpius said as he took a seat next to his boyfriend, sandwiched between Alby and his younger sister, Lily. "Thanks, Mrs. Potter," he added, "for letting me stay over and cooking breakfast." And thanks for not catching me and Alby sleeping together, Scorpius added silently as he glanced over to the end of the table where Alby's father was a reading a newspaper. Scorpius took a moment to search Mr. Potter's expression for anything that might betray if he was the one who'd first opened the door when he and Alby were still sleeping together, but Alby's fathers eyes were glued to the paper, and only left when he raised his gaze and nodded a morning greeting in Scorpius's direction.

"Uh, good morning, Mr. Potter," Scorpius replied hesitantly, glancing at Alby for support. If it was Alby's father who'd checked on them in the morning, he certainly showed no signs of it.

"Morning," Scorpius said, turning to Lily who returned it with a small smile in the midst of chewing on a mouthful of pancakes, and then decided to avoid having any interaction with James, who simply looked as if Scorpius's seat was unoccupied. Scorpius didn't like the idea that was being ignored, but he supposed if it was the only way he and James were going to get along in a room together, it was better than some of the alternatives.

Like the meal the previous night, Alby's mum's eggs were delicious, and Scorpius had to keep himself from wolfing them down and helping himself to extra pancakes. He hoped he hadn't offended Alby's parents by bending the rules about their sleeping arrangements, because he sure didn't want this to be his last breakfast at the Potter home.

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"You're welcome, Scorpius," Ginny smiled, piling eggs on both Scorp and Alby's plates as the two boys helped themselves to the rest of breakfast.

Dad gave no indication that he'd seen them earlier this morning - or at least, if he was, Alby wasn't astute enough to pick up on it. His father was reading the paper, which he usually did, and nodded to Scorp as he offered a good morning. Alby shot Scorp a reassuring smile and tried to ignore the way he could feel his sister staring at him, as though she expected Alby and Scorp to throw caution to the wind and start snogging over breakfast. Alby rolled his eyes and went back to his own breakfast - but not before noticing that Scorp and James were pointedly ignoring each other.

Well, he thought, at least it was better than them fighting.

Scorp seemed to enjoy breakfast, which pleased Alby's mum; he had to admit, she was a really good cook, and so was Grandma Molly. If there was one thing he could count on, it was being well-fed while he was at home. But he kept glancing at the clock, watching the hands march forward slowly, wondering when Scorp's parents were going to come pick him up. Would they have time for anything else this morning? Or would he have to go soon? Alby wished they could just pick a place and stay together for the rest of the holiday, as unlikely as that might be. He wondered vaguely how he'd ever survived without Scorp over holidays, but he supposed he hadn't really known what he was missing, before. It was almost too bad that he certainly did, now.

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Breakfast seemed to go by all too quickly as Scorpius and Alby helped polish off everything that Alby's mum had so generously made for them. Scorpius kept eyeing the clock between muted conversations with Alby, doing his best to remember to swallow his food before opening his mouth, but it felt more and more like time was running out, and by the time he and Alby brought the breakfast plates to the sink the clock hands had moved to nine o'clock. Scorpius thought back to the previous night as he thanked Alby's mum again for the food, trying to remember when his mum said she'd be by to pick him up. He hoped she'd be late as opposed to early, because there was always that likelihood that he wouldn't get to see Alby again until they climbed back aboard the Hogwarts Express. There was nothing more he wanted to than to spend the rest of his holiday with Alby, but somehow he had the feeling that wasn't going to happen, not with Christmas just over the corner. Alby had family to see after all, a family that Scorpius wasn't a part of.

Scorpius's had barely made his way back up the stairs to Alby's room when he heard the knock at the door. He groaned. Why, this day of all days did his mother decide she wanted to be early?

"Come on," Scorpius said, shutting Alby's door quickly, hoping that maybe if he wasn't around his mum would spend more time talking with Alby's mum, and buy him a little more time with his boyfriend. Downstairs he could hear his mum--and only his mum, thankfully--and Alby's mum talking already, the sounds of their voices drifting through the door.

"One last snog, for the holidays," Scorpius whispered, leaning against the door and trying not to look like he was saying goodbye. It was only for a week or so, for crying out loud, but he couldn't help but think it was going to feel like an eternity anyway.