Dear Heart,

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling
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Dear Heart,
Summary
„Not just a Boy—Albus. I‘m in love with him since the first time he walked into my compartment and introduced himself“After the death of a dear friend—Albus and Scorpius tried to move on with their life’s and live with the traumaBut Scorpius has a secret and it gets harder every day to hide it from his best friend„Scorpius…thank you for making me feel thing I never though I could feel“
Note
Tw: talking about suicide; Anxiety attacks; maybe sexual content; cursing words; drugs and smokingThis story will be in three partsPart 1: fifth year (talking a lot about suicide; mental health and Scorpius feelings)Part 2: sixth year (coming out; young relationship; more mental health stuff)Part 3: seventh year (the boys thinking about what happens after Hogwarts; scared of separation; the end) English is not my first language
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Chapter 6

Tables over there…make sure that no one breaks the music box…who has the alcohol?“

„you need any help, Sophie?“ Albus asked as he enters the common room

„No. it’s a tradition that the sixth years are helping to build up the Halloween party and the seventh year to plan everything. You‘re still a fifth year, go tale a nap“

Albus obviously didn’t mind. „Alright“ he said. „You‘re not gonna be here next year to boss me around, is that right?“

„That’s correct“

„Perfect“

On the couch that was not moved yet—Scorpius starts laughing. „Poor Sophie“

„How long have you been sitting there?“ Albus joined him and sat down

a girl with brown curly hair starts running into the common room. „I’m in so much trouble“ Eudora said and jumped beside Scorpius. „I don’t know what I’m suppose to wear tonight“

„Who cares?“ Albus said to himself.

Eudora’s voice was ringing annoying in his ear. They start talking about costume ideas—It’s not a secret that Albus doesn’t like Eudora. He even told it Scorpius multiple times when they were hanging out in the summer. But she was kinda part of the group—so he had no choice


She’s just so—I don’t know, I just hate her“

„Then why‘re you hanging out with them?“ Jake lade down beside him on his bed

„They‘re my friends—expect Eudora“

„Look for new friends“

„It’s not that easy“ Jake went through Albus hair—down to his jaw line and heads his chin up.

„can I kiss you?“ Albus smiled—he pressed his lips Into the other boys lips and could taste him fully.


 „so“ Scorpius voice echoed through the from room. „How do I Look?“ he put on a golden crown and was wearing a white shirt.

„you took the joke ›Scorpius king‹ from two years ago way to serious“ Albus said. „What about me? How do I look?“ he puts on a hairband with a violet circle on top of it

„You‘re…purple?“ Scorpius was thinking loudly. It was not very obvious what Albus is suppose to be—a purple hoodie with a circle on top

It knocked on the door. „Hey you guys“ Eudora entered with a white skirt, a white crop top and white wings. „I love that you‘re a telletubie, Albus“ she said instantly when she saw him

„Thank you!“

„A telle-what?“

„You‘re too pureblood for that to know“ Eudora said and laughed

As they entered the common room—green light what shining from every corner and loud music was ringing in Albus ear The first thing Albus did—walking straight to the bar and mixed himself something.

„Scor, do you dare?“ he asked through the music

„After my birthday last year? No“ he said and laughed. „I was drunk for three days because of it“ Albus still did it—he took some vodka and a weird liquid Scorpius couldn’t identify. „I promised myself I won’t drink so much—and you shouldn’t too. I refuse to carrying you back to the dormitory and clean up after you“ he said and still drank the mixture Albus just did. He looked disgusted after taking the frost sip. „The fuck did you made me?“

„there’s Vodka, Malibu and Lemon inside“

„So you just took everything you saw and put it in my glass?“

„Exactly“

„Gross“

I‘m a shooting star leaping through the sky

Like a tiger

Defying the laws of gravity

All the people in the common room were singing along to don’t stop me now and the Harmonie was almost Devine. Eudora was dancing alone—like no one’s watching her and she’s the only one here—she looked confident—how her curly hair was flying around her by every move she made. Scorpius eyes were focused on on her and only her. He slightly smiled and it gave Albus a sharp pain in his chest.

„So“ Albus said and took a sip from the glass he made himself. „What’s going on between you two?“

„me and Eudora? Nothing“ he said. „Why‘re you asking?“

„Because in the beginning of the year, she hated you and now?…what happened?“

„Well…last summer she kissed me and I refused“ he said—the pain in Albus chest was growing.

She kissed him? „You refused?“

„Yea…it’s—complicated“ Albus was watching his gaze. There’s something in his eyes that tells Albus he’s lying.

„She’s pretty. Why did you refused?“

„She’s not the one I’m interested in“ For some reason—that sentence hurts him even more. So Scorpius has a crush and Albus finds out just now.

That’s something best friends talk about, innit? Why won’t Scorpius tell him who it is? Albus knows he had a huge crush on his cousin Rose—but that’s over. Or maybe his feelings for her came back

All of that gave Albus a huge headache and—he drank his glass empty. As he looked over—someone with a black hoodie was leaving the party and Albus had to follow them. The person was walking all the way to the Astronomy tower—Albus right behind them He opened the door and the person was sitting with a fag between their fingers

„you‘re still going to our spot?“ Albus asked—his voice seemed so much louder after leaving the common room

„Sometime“ Timothy said and didn’t even turned around to look at him—Albus sat down beside him and his friend handed him the cigarette. „I always loved how quiet it is up here“ Albus agreed.

Comfortable silence was around them—they smoked without saying a word. Albus exhaled the last smoke of his fag and throws it down the tower. „We didn’t talked much lately“ his voice was quiet—Timothy was staring down the tower. „just want to check in…see if you‘re alright“

„How could I be alright?…why does it still hurt so much, Albus?“ he looked at the Potter and got tears in his eyes. „I loved her…I really did, and she—„ his voice broke down. But he didn’t had to say anything else—because Albus understands.

It was a hard time for everyone—but Timothy suffered the most. Losing someone you truly love since you‘re little is not easy—for anyone „I‘m sorry“ his voice came out all raspy and Albus knew he was about to cry. „I’m just so sorry“ his voice broke down Albus wrapped his arms around his friend and he starts sobbing in his shoulder.

„It’s not your fault“ Albus keeps saying

It’s not your fault

It’s not your fault

After Hours—Albus returned to the common room were the party was still going. Everyone was already drunk and it was playing a slow song—everyone was dancing with someone close to their body. And when he looked around—Scorpius arms were around Eudoras waist and he put his head on hers

She not the one I’m interested in… Albus couldn’t explain himself why Scorpius lied. He felt sick watching them so close together—a wave of jealousy went through Albus. He never hated Scorpius so much like in this moment—he just want to separate them immediately. But the only thing he does is going to the bar and making him multiple tequila shots and a big glass of just vodka—it was disgusting but Albus drank everything.

 

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Everything was blurry and Albus couldn’t see if he was standing or laying on the floor He just wants to sleep. There were too many people—as he finally was standing in front of the stairs, he bumped his knee very hard on the first step—he didn’t feel any pain, he knows he’s gonna feel it in the morning. Multiple times, he tried to take his steps forward—but he was just sitting in the floor, head hidden behind his knees Albus felt a hand on his elbow and he didn’t know if he was imagining it.

„Albus“ Scorpius said slowly. „You‘re alright?“ The blurry image of Scorpius Malfoy was seeing.

„I just—want to sleep“ Albus said. „I wanna sleep“

„alright, let’s go“ he helped him up the stairs—Albus knows Scorpius is mad. He told him not to drink to much and he did

„you lied“ Albus said as Scorpius closed the door of their dormitory. „She’s not the one you‘re Interesses in, and yet you dance with her so close that you might get a room and fuck her

„Excuse me?“ he couldn’t believe what’s coming out of his best friends mouth—he’s the one who should know that Scorpius would never be like that. He blushed hard after he said it 

„I feel so stupid, of course you were lying“ Albus laughed—he doesn’t know what else to do. „I mean, I get it. She’s hot, you‘re even hotter, everyone already knew you‘re gonna end up together“ While Albus was talking, Scorpius brought him to bed

„You‘re drunk. We‘ll talk tomorrow“ he tried to keep his voice down 

„No, I don’t wanna talk—there’s nothing to talk about“

„Me and Eudora are not a thing. I didn’t lied to you, I would never“

„I just—I don’t want you to date anyone“ Albus closed his eyes and didn’t even heard the last sentence he said himself—he wasn’t thinking Scorpius was quiet while Albus was falling asleep Before that—Albus could swear he felt a hand sliding down his cheek to his lips…he might have just imagined that too

 

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The next morning, Albus puked out everything he drank or eat last night. His headache gets worst with every second and he could feel the cold floor he’s sitting on. Albus woke up alone in the dorm, he didn’t know what time it was—he didn’t care.

„Mister Albus Potter?“ The strange voice that appeared in the dorm confused Albus.

„Yes?“

„Mister Albus Potter, I‘m Lala, Lala the house elf. Mister Scorpius Malfoy asked me to bring this up to you, sir“ she said Albus didn’t stood up from the bathroom floor—he heard that the elf was laying something on his Table and before Albus could thank her, she left. It was a tray with food and a card on it

Some hangover meal for you, I know you probably didn’t want to wake up so early on a Sunday.

Please puke in the toilet and nowhere else :)

-your dearest, belovest, greatest, hottest best friend

P.s. I’m in the library by the way

That made Albus day a little better—he put the carts in his trunk and hoped not to lose it—ever

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