i am not my father

   you really are an enormous geek, you know that?

Albus didn’t even bother to hold back the snort and his boyfriend’s lame attempt at a joke - though he doubted that it was the worst one he had ever heard his boyfriend attempt. Not by far.

He kissed him back lightly, jutting out his lower lip in a childish pout, when the kiss hardly lasted as long as he would have liked, but pushed the feelings away for now and raised an eyebrow at the blond, a mischievous smile on his own face.

"I still very much plan on smacking you around a little bit - but you’re right, I don’t like sharing, so I’ll put you in a speedo, and a bikini top, but I’m still gonna shave you bald…” he teased, and he would very much carry out that threat if that day came. Poor Scorpius.

Albus moved so his hands were on either side of the Gryffindor’s face and looked him steadily in the eyes. “Stop putting yourself down, because it’s not going to make me feel any better. Everyone makes mistakes, and you’re blond, so it’s even more excusable!” Ah yes, more lame jokes, what a treasure they were.

Albus’ snort did its part to ease Scorpius’ worries, and after a moment, the Gryffindor let a small laugh. Despite everything that had just happened in the surprisingly short amount of time that had just passed, he felt almost as if nothing had changed at all. That, he supposed was a very, very good thing. Something that could very well tear many couples apart hardly made an impact on him and Al. Or, well, at first it had been bad, really bad, but once they worked it out....

He let out another laugh at Al’s pout, giving in as he gave the brunet another kiss—— though, it was not longer than the first; they had things to talk about right now, and there’d be plenty of time for affection later.

“Fair enough, I suppose. I probably deserve it,” he joked in return. “Oh, well, if that’s the case, I guess you can rest assured that I’ll never be that big of an idiot again. My hair and dignity are far too precious to me.” Of course, his grin made it clear that he was teasing— mostly.

“Well, I don’t exactly seem like the world’s greatest catch right now, do I?” Apparently, though, it was Albus’ turn to make a bad joke, and Scor’s current lack of self esteem did not keep him from snorting in response. “And a Gryffindor and quidditch player, no less. Guess that means I have to be thick-headed as hell, yeah?” He teased, before wrapping his arms around Albus and closing his eyes as he leaned down to kiss him again. 

              Just as he thought that Scorpius was going to let               it go, the words had come spilling out of his mouth.               He felt his own mouth suddenly go dry, his throat               constricting as it suddenly became very difficult to               breathe. He could not deal with this right now, and               while he had suspected it to be true for awhile, he               never thought about it too long, or thought it would               confront him this soon.

                                             "Did you mean it?“

   He wasn’t sure what he expected. Scorpius couldn’t    exactly just take it back without fearing that that    would be rather heartless.

       “Yeah. Of course I meant it.”

                  It had just begun to really set in; the gravity of what he                   had said. He supposed he could have said that, no, he                   actually didn’t mean it after all—— but he wouldn’t. Al                   knew that, too, he was sure. So here they were, at what                   may very well be one of the most important moments                   in their entire relationship.

          “I mean— you’re one of the smartest people I know,             Al; I thought you’d have pieced it together by now.”

        "Ginny is still 100% sure that all our kids are straight, but mostly           because she wants a lot of grandchildren, not that she’ll actually           care one way or another - ” he didn’t bother telling Scorpius that           their had been rumors going so far that Harry knew about them,           and wouldn’t be surprised if Scorpius’s parents had heard them           too and didn’t at least have their suspicions. “Well, we made a bet           about his sexuality, and who he was dating… we’re parents, we           don’t have anything better to do with out time - I’m sure your           parents are betting on things about your life too - erm, right… just           making sure…”

          “I mean, I definitely want kids, and even if I do end up with Al in             the long-term, there’s always adoption, so....” Scorpius reached             a hand up to rub at the back of his neck. He knew that, at Hogwarts,             he and Albus didn’t really go out of their way to hide that they were             a couple, though he never would have imagined that it was a big             enough deal that even Harry had heard about it by now. “Oh. Well.             That’s... hm. What else do you make bets on?” ... perhaps he             shouldn’t have asked that; he wasn’t sure he actually wanted to             know. “Yeah, I, uh, I understand. It’s a valid thing to be concerned             about.”

"Oh, Scorpius––   Don’t worry about getting into Slytherin.  We’ll be proud of you NO MATTER what house you’re in.”

“Well, Mum, here’s the thing, actually... I don’t   want to be in Slytherin. I don’t want to be who   Dad was, and I don’t want other people to think   that’s who I am, either. I just... I need to be   Scorpius.”

                              ‘ what’s up, malfoy ? not going to hogsmeade ? ‘

 scorpixsm

               “ oh, is that this weekend? man, i would, but i’ve                   got a good three essays due monday that i                   haven’t started, plus gryffindor’s got a big match                   against slytherin next week that i wanted to                   practice for. ”

scorpixsm liked this for a starter.

         “Valentine’s Day is the           most depressing holiday.”

         "More annoying than            depressing, really."

     ”What if we were to just go up to them       and just plain stare? It’s almost as if        they want to give a show or something.”

            "Honestly, that actually sounds like a really good idea.               Maybe they'd actually cut it out. I mean, honestly,               even if it's Valentine's Day, nobody asked for this."

            “Scor, you’re absolutely ridiculous - but               also bloody  f a n t a s t i c. Though the               almost-poetry was a nice touch, though               you don’t need to ask me to make out               with you.”

           "Well, I try. it's hard to maintain such a             flawless balance between the two, you             know. Doubt you could pull it off. Almost             poetry; excuse you, Al? I put so much             work into that - no, but I'm glad you liked             it," and with Albus' last comment the             blonde is pulling him into a kiss.

                                               ; ;      scorpixsm   ; ;

                                                " Hey, Scorpius,  I’m heading to town                                                    to try and find your mother something                                                   nice.  Mind bonding with me over the fact                                                   I have no bloody idea what to get her yet?  ”

          "Sure. I mean, it's not like I've got anything              BETTER to do. My plans for the day were              pretty centric on talking to my cat, so..."

                                                    scorpixsm

             ”I wouldn’t go int’ that building if I were you, Malfoy.               It’s the time out barn. And there’s a little Horntail in               there just eager to take a chomp-chomp outta               someone’s leg, cher.”

          "Considering I'm not really in the mood to become             a chew-toy, I'll take your word for that, Dom."

"Who ever said I was a g o o d cousin?"

"Maybe, it’s not my fault… Maybe you’re just undesirable? It’s possible."

"Well, you're one of two cousins I even have; you're the best thing I've got."

"That is absolutely impossible. I mean, look how hot I am. How could anyone not want this?"

"That’s because you got all the attractive genes this family had to offer. You have me to thank for most of those, no matter what your mother says."

         "I can appreciate being hot; I mean, that's honestly            probably my best trait, but still. How bloody stupid            can someone even get?"

"Does my little brother have a Valentine?"

"Nope."