Harry's battles, in the original seven books, were always simple, and with two outcomes: beat Voldemort or die. Albus struggles with something much more complicated...
(A looooong Scorbus one-shot.)
Madam Poppy Pomfrey took a few swigs of her Wideye Potion, rubbing at the headache that still wouldn't go away despite two whole potions. All-nighters never got any easier, especially when they involved a patient who needed Skele-Gro. Thankfully poor Sophia Peakes had finally gotten to sleep, and now Poppy could check on the rest of her patients, specifically the ones who weren't in the girls' section of the New Hospital Wing.
She ambled through the rows of white curtain-cladded beds, checking patients off a mental list as she went:
Tyler Abbot, check.
Oliver Higgs, check.
Jack Calderon, check.
Jacob Carter, check.
Thomas Finnegan, check.
George Tuft, check.
William Selwyn, check.
Albus Potter-Merlin!
Albus Potter certainly was there, but he was also accompanied by someone else! The Potter boy lay curled up with none other than Scorpius Malfoy, and they both appeared to be...nude.Merlin! Well, those two had always been like bowtruckles on doxy eggs, so this was no surprise, but...Poppy most definitely did not like happening upon situations like this! Situations where there had clearly been...oh, Merlin.
Maybe it was because she had been so particularly over-tired, or maybe because she had drank too many Headache potions, but, for whatever the reason, right then Poppy started to laugh. It wasn't a tame laugh, oh, no. It was the type of laugh that involved snorting, tears, and the possibility of falling on the floor.
Ever since Albus and Scorpius had become friends, Poppy had been glad. Glad that the Potter-Malfoy feud was now over. But this? This new...development was hilarious! What would their fathers think? Oh, Poppy couldn't wait to see what happened when Scorpius' father heard about this!
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