Scorbus Fluff

3- Memories and Comfort

Shorter Chapter

That night after Albus and Scorpius had settled the rock paper scissors match THAT SCORPIUS DID ULTIMATELY WIN, the two headed to their dorm. Slytherines were classically known for partying late in the night, or, for the older students, staying in the girls dorm. Albus and Scorpius of course just stayed in their dorms.

On this particular day, their dorm mates were staying down the hall at some older students dorm, and it was already 3 am. Scorpius hadn't been able to sleep well recently due to memories from the past few years of his life. Tonight it was Astoria.

Scorpius had been flicking through photos of him and Albus when he came upon his mum. These photos were from the time period he wasn't comfortable bring his phone to school, and so they all contained only the beauty he missed so.
Going a bit further back, he found a video.

"Astoria, love, I'm not so sure about this, we don't need to dance," said his father wearing a fine suit and holding the hands of his wife while she put on an instrumental.

"Of course we do Dray. Plus, you've been avoiding my dance lessons for months now," the young woman cooed to her husband.

At his mother's voice, Scorpius broke down. He missed her so, so much, and now he was thinking about how he'll never see her again, never feel her warm hugs or soft skin, her teasing pokes, or her gentle kisses. As he got his tears under control, he continued the video.

"I bet Scorpius will dance with me. Won't you Scorp?" His mother smiles at his younger self. Scorpius had forgotten he was in this.

"Of course I will mama!" He heard his young voice squeal with excitement. He'd loved dancing with his mother.

"Ooh, yay!" Astoria was bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet, a mannerism that Scorpius was very happy he took.
The young blond boy once again started crying, trying to keep it low as to not wake Albus, but this time he left the video running. The video was about 20 minutes long, and Scorpius stopped watching at yhe 2 minute mark, letting himself be washed over by his mother's lovely giggles, soft singing, and wonderful words of encouragement.
Little did Scorpius know that albus was already awake.

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Albus sat on his bed and watched his friend huddle himself into a crying ball. Unsure why, Albus slowly crept over and peeked over the Malfoy's shoulder. Understanding what was happening, Albus slid his arms around Scorpius's was from behind and pulled him into a close hug. Scorpius's head shot up in shock but slowly relaxed when he realized it was Albus.

"It's OK to cry you know," the Potter breathed while slowly rocking back and forth, Scorpius still in his arms. Scorpius hummed in response.

After a while Scorpius pried away from his friend and turned to face him.

"I'm sorry," he said lokking down. "I didn't mean to wake you."
When Albus didn't respond, he gazed up, only to be met with a mess of unkempt hair and an iron grip.

"Stop apologizing!" Albus growled in his ear, his breath turning Scorpius bright red. 

"I'm sor-"
"ZIP IT."
"But-"
"Nope."
"What if-"
"Shut up before I need to kiss you to get you to stop. Because I will do it."

This got Scorpius quite.

"Now that you're not protesting, down to business," Albus smiled, "Because I refuse to see you cry, you will be sleeping in my bed tonight."

This time both boys noticed Scorpius blush.

"Statement got you flushed, blondie?" Albus decided to go into this with some flirty confidence. Scorpius didn't respond to it, and instead stood up, walked over to the Potter's bed, and flopped onto it. He scooted over as Albus came, his head still engulfed in the pillow.

"Night, love," Scorpius murmured sleepily, shocking Albus that he didn't even notice he said it.

"Love?" He asked grinning.

"excuse me?"

"You said night love."

"Sorry, just slipped out. By why are you grinningnso wide then, hmm?"

It was Albus's turn to blush now.

"Now as I said," the Malfoy continued, "Night."

Both boys went to sleep a grinning, blushing mess that night.