Christmas
Christmas came by sooner than Scorpius had thought so. He could still remember his first kiss with Albus as if it was yesterday. Time had flown by like a lightning, for better or for worse.
Scorpius was extremely nervous for the Holiday. First of all, it was the first night he would be spending time with Albus as boyfriends with so many people around. They had always been naturally affectionate with each other but his anxiety wouldn't stop telling him all the things that could go wrong. Anyone could notice anything and then he would have lost the opportunity to talk to his dad properly. Or worse, some asshole decided to leak whatever they saw to the Daily Prophet and everything would be ruined. Of course, neither of these things were possible; everyone would probably be too busy to notice Al and Scorp, and only people the Weasleys trusted would be attending the party. So that made him feel calmer.
Another thing that calmed his anxiety, was his excitement for the gift he had prepared for Albus. It had been a pain in the ass to arrange giving it to him, because he hadn’t first gotten his name in the Secret Santa. But after some effort he finally managed to get it, and he could barely contain himself.
Almost six months ago, he had found his mum’s old guitar. An old, wooden guitar, with a beautiful A scratched on it. There were also some flowers carved around the soft surface too. It was truly beautiful, and Scorpius’ first thought when he saw it was ‘I want Albus to have it’. It only made sense, after so many years of their little musical tradition.
It started after Scorpius started grieving his mom, years ago, even before they started dating. Humming, singing, playing the guitar for him, touching his hair, were just some of the things Albus did to make sure Scorpius had something to lean on when he needed it. So giving him the guitar, after everything they had been through just made sense.
Scorpius often felt bad that his mum would never meet Albus like he wanted her to. But since day one, Greengrass had loved the brunette. At least her son had the peace to know that she would have accepted him as part of the family.
He talked out with Draco, who allowed him to give away the guitar as long as he was sure that was what he wanted.
So, now that six months had gone by, he and Albus were now dating and happier together than they’ve ever been, he couldn’t be more sure that was what he desired the most.
Scorpius and Draco arrived early. Very early, earlier than the Potters (which, thinking better into it, wasn’t the most unusual thing given the tardiness problems of theirs). The blonde chuckled remembering Albus running around looking for a last minute tie because James had pranked it, an anecdote he had learnt last year.
The teenagers had last seen each other less than three days ago, but Malfoy still had to repraim his wish to go hug his boyfriend tightly when he walked down the door. Every time they spent apart was sort of filled with anxiety, what if their parents randomly decided to ask questions? They rather spend time with each other, especially since at least Jim and Lil knew, so Albus wasn’t completely alone, like Scorpius was. It would end soon, they repeated themselves. The winter break wasn’t so far from ending, they would tell their parents the last night and then they would move on from there. Easy piece.
Except that Albus looked very good in dark blue robes, so happy and confident moving around the groups of people he actually liked, leaving aside his introvertism. Scorpius automatically just searched for his hand just then, in those moments, as in to feel his boyfriend's happiness as well. Luckily for them, Neville Longbottom was the only person who caught them, bringing them back to the reality where they had to be a little bit more silent.
“Hey” Around eleven, Albus' social battery ran low, so he had to go to his mum’s old room, like he often did when he was overwhelmed by people. Scorp went upstairs to look for him, knowing that he wouldn't mind, because, who could blame two boys who just wanted to spend a little time alone together between those oceans of people?
“Hi” Al said, slightly blushing, since he had thought he was alone. The taller boy noticed he was wearing an earbud in his right ear. He sat down beside him, so that he could take the other one. The song “Creep”, by Radiohead was playing.
“Running from everyone in an introvertism attack, and listening to Creep? You really think you are living in Wattpad, aren’t you?” Scorpius said, chuckling. He got a playful shove in response.
“Asshole. I knew it wasn’t a good idea to tell you what Wattpad meant.”
“Like James said, no use in making my big brain even bigger” They both laughed. Then Albus kissed him.
“I’ve been looking for a moment to do that all fucking night” he said, breathless, even if the kiss wasn’t even that long. Scorpius couldn’t do anything but blush. They decided that it was better to go downstairs, before they missed midnight.
Confetti was thrown, fireworks were shot, and people were already starting to leave by one. The Weasleys always ended their parties early, so that then only closer family and friends could stay. When five kids out of a family of 9 also had multiple kids themselves, ‘closer family’ involved around thirty people, added to the ‘closer friends’, there were still a bunch of people in one room. But Scorpius couldn't care less. The Secret Santa exchange was starting and he couldn’t stop shaking out of excitement.
Molly had gotten his name. She decided to give him magic book marks that would also function as invisible pens so that he could annotate all over his books as much as he wanted to without needing to worry about the original manuscript not being legible. Scorpius thanked the gift sincerely, before looking for Albus, who was giving Roxanne a variety of hair clips that changed her hair color.
“Hi…” they blushed as they got closer. Suddenly, the whole room felt quiet. It definitely wasn’t, it was just that they didn’t have eyes or ears for absolutely anything else. “So… I got you in Secret Santa. Well, ‘get’ you is a way to say it, I just…”
“I figured you did” Albus laughed and Scorpius wouldn’t have wanted anything more than to shove his arms around the shorter boy’s neck. “There’s nobody else left… Also, Hugo said something about how I needed to love your gift after the whole mess you did to cheat to get me” the paler teen blushed and looked away. So Albus knew he had cheated to get him. He would tease him endlessly now. Good.(Of course he didn’t mind at all. Like, at all)
“I got you this,” Scorpius said, grabbing the guitar. Albus shot a confused look at the instrument, examining the cravings on it. “I wanted to wrap it but it was twenty times harder than I thought it would be so I ended up using all of the paper I had and I ran out of time to buy more”
“Is this…? How did you…? Does your dad…?” Albus was so shocked and couldn’t even formulate a sentence and Scorpius wanted to hug him so badly.
“I found it laying around, during the summer. And I thought ‘Oh well, It has an A as in Albus and Astoria, so that’s one thing they have in common and then also probably my mum would have liked you and he make me so fucking happy and so why not’, or like that but deeper. And then I asked my dad and he was like ‘It’s yours, do with it what you want’ and I was like ‘yay I’m gonna give it to him on Christmas’ and then I fell into a crisis because ‘what if I hadn’t gotten over you?’ and then Jacob broke up with me and I cared more about the guitar and Christmas and I was like ‘Oh shit I’m disgustingly in love with Albus’, because like-” Albus pressed a finger in Scorpius’ lips before he ran out of breath.
“You tend to talk a lot when you are nervous,” Al blurted out. They looked at each other, and without thinking it, without planning it, without worrying about the bunch of people they were surrounded by, they kissed. Or he kissed Albus. Or Albus kissed him. But the point was, they were kissing, and they were laughing and they were crying and everyone was staring but they couldn’t give more shits about it because they were in each other’s arms and nothing could hurt them there.
“Oi, have you morons never seen people making out? Move on, dickwits! Give the couple some space!” James yelled, after some silence. Everyone chuckled a bit. Albus and Scorpius seemed to be getting down from that love cloud they had been raised too, and pulled apart. Everyone returned back to their gifts. Except for Harry, Ginny and Draco, who were curiously looking at their blushing sons. Harry and Ginny both wore small smirks, while Draco looked utterly confused.His sight crossed with Scorpius’. He felt himself blush even harder, and even though his smile fell a little bit, it didn’t matter when Al squeezed his hand.
Everything ahead kind of looked like a mess, but Scorpius never liked mess more.