A couple of years after they graduated Hogwarts (22 years old) MARRIED❤️ ( rly short story, sorry )
Scorpius POV
I was standing in the kitchen, preparing the pancake batter, humming quietly on a tune when I heard Albus screeching my name. I swore as I grabbed my wand, sprinting to the stairs, making my way up to our small bedroom. With my wand ready I stormed inside, to be greeted by Albus with a red, swollen nose, lying in our bed. I sighed in relief, and then in annoyance.
"Blimley, Al! You can't scare me like that" I breathed, and Albus tossed dramatically in our bed.
"But I'm dying Scorpius! It's my time to leave this world for ever!"
His little speech ended in a shaking cough, and he swayed his hand over his forehead like the drama queen he is.
"Albus, you have a cold. Don't be so dramatic" I turned to leave, but then Albus started to cough again. I went to sit on the bedside, and Albus looked at me with his best puppy eyes.
"Will you take care of me?" He whispered, and I couldn't help but chuckle at his adorableness. I gently brushed his messy hair away from his forehead, and smiled.
"Always, Albus. Always"
Albums let out a small sigh and closed his eyes, falling asleep quickly. I chuckled again before I headed down to make my husband - it still felt like a dream, being married to my Albus- some chicken soup.--time skip cuz da author is about as talented as Izzy when it comes to cooking, so she doesn't know how to make soup--
When I made the simple soup, I headed back to our bedroom, where Albus was now awake.
"I missed you" he said, and I smiled fondly at him.
"I missed you to sweetie" my smile grew wider as I saw the blush forming on Albus cheeks, still after almost 7 years of being in a relationship, I could make him blush with just cheesy nicknames. I made it to the king sized bed, and gave the bowl of soup to my little baby. He stared at it for awhile, and I sighed, taking the spoon, bringing it to his mouth.
I fed him soup for awhile, but Albus yawned, like a kitten, and I flicked my wand, making the almost empty bowl disappear.
"Sleep, love" I coed, and felt his forehead, luckily his fever had died down, and I smiled a little, this caretaking wasn't so bad.
"Will you be there when I wake up?" He asked worriedly, and I gently kissed his forehead ( I wouldn't mind getting sick actually )
"Always"____
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