Scorbus: Cute Moments

Winter

Scorpius's POV

"The snow looks so beautiful." I turn as I hear a familiar voice, gentle yet eager, from behind me. I finish tying my boots and turn around.
      "Ready, Albus?" I say to my friend, beaming. Albus has a crooked grin plastered on his face. His beautiful, green eyes are crinkled with his smile. His freckles have faded with the sun, and his crazy dark hair is sticking up under his hat. God, he's so cute.
      "The snow is calling my name." Albus walks towards me, and for a second he reaches his hand out as if inviting me to grab it. But then he realizes his mistake and pulls it back and turns quickly away from me. I see his pale cheeks blush a red as he hides his face. God, how I wish I could have his soft hand in mine. To stroke his knuckles and promise him I will never let anyone hurt him. But we're only friends, that's all we will ever be. That's all we ever could be.
          I push the thought away as I follow him out of the Slytherin common room and out through the castle and into the snow. We pass a couple of 2nd years who glance at us both walking in close proximity to each other and whisper quietly.
           We walk quietly together, feet crunching in the snow, our hands brushing together lightly.
            I think as we walk together through the grounds. Is it possible Albus could feel the same way I do about him? Does he love me the way I love him? After 4 years of our adventures through Hogwarts and with each other.. Has he grown fond of me? No it cannot be possible. He is my best friend.. that's all.
            Suddenly, Albus stops and grabs my arm.  We're standing in the middle of the Quidditch Field. Nobody's around, anywhere. Snow falls serenely around us, and Albus turns to face towards me. He has snowflakes delicately perched on his eyelashes. His cheeks and rosy and he smiles at me, even through the cold I can feel my heart instantly warm. God, I'm in love with this boy. This goofy, smart, funny, beautiful amazing boy.
            "Your hair is the color of the snow, Scorp." Albus says gently. His voice flows through me and I grin at the nickname he made for me in first year.
              I laugh at my friend and start to say, "I fail to see how this has any relev-" But I am cut off. Albus reaches his hand behind my head and cups it softly, bringing his face towards mine in and in an instant our lips are pressed together. He kisses me like he's been waiting forever to do this, our lips clash firmly. I place my hands on his waist and pull him towards me. His hands tangle my snow hair and a warm sensation fills me to the brim.
              I am actually kissing Albus Potter. No not just kissing, making out with Albus Potter.
We stand on that field for what seems like forever, completely lost in each other. I had no idea Albus felt this way about me.
Finally, Albus pulls away and smiles at me. The greatest smile I have ever laid eyes on in my entire life.
"You are so beautiful, Scorpius Malfoy." Is all he says.
"I'm in love with you Albus. I've loved you since the beginning.. I don't.. I don't know how.. it just happened." My words tumble out.
"I couldn't keep it in anymore. I'm sorry if that escalated too quickly for you." Albus rubs the back of his neck and sheepishly smiles. "I love you too."
He grabs my hand softly, joy bouncing around in me. I trace his knuckles as we make our way back to the castle, he kisses the top of my head, and I smile.
His hand fits so well in mine.