Chapter 4
„Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, put that goddamn book away and go with me to Hogsmeat“
„No need to full-name-me, Albus Severus Potter“
The Potter cringed by the sound of his second name—he hates it. „What‘re you up to today?“
„Studying“
„anything else?“
„Nope“
„Dear god“ Albus drops beside him on the bed. „Is there any time you‘re not studying?“
„Not until the OWL‘s are done“
„Scor, don’t you think you‘re overworking?“ Albus lade his hand on his best friends knee—the feeling of his warm body temperature is giving Scorpius almost an electric shook. „Why don’t we have a self-care-day? A day were we just hanging out without studying anything? What‘re you thinking?“
„I wish I could, but the OWL‘s are so close and-„
„They‘re in seven months, Scor. Believe me, you have plenty of time to study“
„Albus, I have a plan in my head. I study everyday at least five hours. Besides that I go to my classes and maybe eat something. I don’t have time for a self-care-day“
„forget your stupid plan and go with me to Hogsmeat“
A day off wouldn’t be so much damage. Besides that, he has a lot of time to study. The Malfoy exhaled and immediately regretted it. Albus throws his book away and took that boys hand. Scorpius felt his cheeks glowing—Albus holding his hand so gently—he knows, Albus means it in a platonic way. But in that few seconds, Scorpius his biggest dream just came true.
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Scorpius hid his face from the cold wind in his scarf—Albus on the other hand…
„I told you it’s gonna be cold“
„It’s October“
„October is cold, Albus“ The potter put his hands in his pockets—trying to cover up everything with his jacked. „You want my scarf?“ Scorpius asked
„yes please“ Albus said quietly by wich Scorpius had to laugh shyly.
The cold Brise that Scorpius suddenly felt gave him a shock—he doesn’t mind tho—Albus looks very cuddly now and that means the world to Scorpius
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The three broomsticks was full with people. The boys were happy when they finally got a table—Scorpius bumped his knee up and down and was bitting his fingernails
„you good?“ Albus asked as he noticed
„Yea“ his voice was quiet. „Just—to many people“ The Potter looked around and forgot how nervous his best friend gets when too many people are around him—it was to loud and you could barely breathe in here.
Albus felt a feeling of guilt—he knows his best friend better that anyone and he forgot something so important. Albus took Scorpius and walked straight out of here. The Malfoy felt the cold wind fill his nose and the pressure that was on his heart went away.
„I‘m so sorry Scor, I completely forgot“ Albus apologies
„It’s alright“
„It’s not“ they walked around the village for a little while. „I know what we can do“ Albus took his best friends hand again and walked towards the forbidden forest.
As Scorpius noticed what his best friend was up to—he stopped. „No“ Scorpius said haltingly. „Whatever you‘re up to—no“
The Potter smiled. „Do you trust me?“ He hesitates.
„My dearest best friend. I do Trust You, but not in this case“
„Come on, Scor“ Albus took his wrist and Scorpius followed him into the forest
The trees blocked the cold Brise that was in the air—the October sun was shining through the leaves and it looked—magical The boys walked a little while until Scorpius noticed the hill they were walking up to.
„are you planing to murder me?“ Scorpius asked
„Not yet“
On the top—there were no trees, but you could see a perfect view to the castle. Scorpius could feel the sun on his skin. Albus sat down on the grass and his best friend joined him. Albus took a pack of Fags out and gave Scorpius one.
„I sometimes come here at night—never was here when the sun is out“ Albus exhaled the smoke—Scorpius only could stare at his sharpe jawline
„You never told me that“
„did I had to?“ Albus looked at him—green eyes shining in the sun and Scorpius lost himself in them.
„of course not“
Albus took the last puffs of his fags and throws it away. „I used to go to a similar place when I was a child“ he said. „It was like a small hill—but there were more trees. When I heard my parents fighting, I sneaked out and just sat there for hours—this kinda reminds me of it“
Scorpius pictured how it might looked like—Albus as a child, just sitting on a hill and waiting for anything and nothing.
„I used to have a favourite place too, when I was child. Unfortunately I can’t visit it anymore“ Scorpius was quiet. „I don’t know why I liked it, it was pretty messed up actually—I mean, it was Brooklyn, so“
„right. Sometimes I forget that you‘re half American“
„I sometimes forget it myself“ Scorpius laughed. „It was just a street—there were happening a lot of crimes and I could see it through my window—that was awesome“
„What about here? Do you have a place in England?“
„of course. I live near Stonehenge. Used to sneak out and just look at them“ Scorpius throws his fag away and was facing his best friend. „Amesbury is pretty boring, y‘know“
„London is boring too“ Albus lade his head on Scorpius shoulder—the Malfoy was hoping he couldn’t hear his heartbeat faster. „New York must have been cool, innit?“
„It was. I‘m hoping I could move back there sometimes“ The Potter‘s hair was ticking on Scorpius cheek. In this moment—he never felt closer to his best friend.
It feels like they’re bonded for life—because Scorpius would be nothing without Albus
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Scorpius noted everything Mcgonagall said in her class. After the self-care-day—Scorpius told to himself that he’s gonna work even harder now.
„For the last minutes—let’s talk about your OWLs, because their a important exam for your future“ Scorpius attention was completely to his professor. „you‘ll have writing and practical grades in every subject“ The Malfoy bumped his knee up and down and was bitting his fingernails until they blended „These are gonna be very important for your sixth year—depends on what subject you passed, you‘ll keep having that class. If you failed in one of the exams, you‘ll not be able to keep studying that subject“
Scorpius has a lot of classes—he has to pass in all of them. Now he’s kinda regretting that he chooses so many subject in his third year He could hear his heartbeat in his ears—he wants to screams—scream out of the top of his lungs—scream because he can’t explain this feeling he’s about to die—scream because everything in his life is falling apart—scream because he cares to much about everything and everyone
He raised his hand and excused himself to the bathroom. His walk was fast—he almost ran. Scorpius kicked the door open to the boys bathroom that no one’s using anyways. He lade his hands on the sink and looked into the broke mirror—tears were streaming out of his eyes. He pulled his tie and tried to get more air in his lungs. His heart wouldn’t get any slower—he lad his Hand in his chest and wishes Albus was here.
He thinks about Albus—his laugh, voice, hands, hair, his hands on his Scorpius shoulder and whispering in his ear that everything’s going to be fine—it’s almost over
„You look sad“ a squeaky voice was to heard in the bathroom. Scorpius flinched as he saw Moaning Myrtle flying above him. „You look just like your daddy“
He wiped his tears away. „What?“ his voice broke down—it’s was kinda embarrassing that someone saw him like that
„Your daddy used to come here and cry—just like you now“ she floated around the room. „I really like sensitiv boys, you know. And your daddy was soooo-„
„What do mean by that? When was that?“
„Mostly on his sixth year. 1997. but then Harry Potter almost killed him“
Scorpius didn’t know he was suppose to laugh or be worried. „I-don’t understand“ he said slowly
„Weeeell“ she floated down and sat on the sink in front of Scorpius—he took multiple steps back. „Draco Malfoy came in, starts crying and all of that—just like you. Then Harry Potter steps in, he was like ›I know what you did, Malfoy‹ and then Draco pulled out his wand, shoots curses at him but Harry Potter blocked all of them. Than Harry Potter was like ›secrumsempera‹ and there was blood all over Draco Malfoy‘s chest. And then-„
„Secrumsempera?“ Scorpius said slowly. „I never heard of Than“ he lade against and wall—didn’t even noticed that his heart got his normal beat back. „my dad never told me that…he almost died?“
„Indeed“
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By the time Scorpius went back to the classroom, the lesson was over and Albus was waiting on the doorway with his bag.
„You look exhausted“ he said. „You’re alright?“
„I need to tell you something“ They went back to their dorm—Scorpius told him everything Moaning Myrtle has told him.
„My dad almost killed your dad?“ Albus repeats as he closed the door behind him—Scorpius throws his bag on his bed. „I know they hated each other, but I never thought about how much it escalated“
„Yea…me neither“
„One thing I don’t understand“ he said slowly. „Why did she say you looked like your father in that moment?“
Scorpius haven’t told him everything—he didn’t told him why Scorpius actually went to the bathroom „You said your dad was crying“ Albus said quietly—mostly to himself. „are you really alright?“
„I‘m fine. I don’t know why she said that. You know she’s crazy“ Albus didn’t questioned more—for Scorpius sake.
The last thing he needs right know is his best friend finding out that Scorpius might be crazy for something thinking he‘s dying