Exposed // scorbus

chapter eleven ࿈ prophecy

Albus woke up at roughly 11am, waking up before Scorpius. He realizes he's in bed with Scorpius, and he notices that they are holding hands. Scorpius' hand felt nice and soft compared to his rough and sweaty hands.

    He decides to wake up Scorpius so they can talk about what the fuck is going on.

"Hey, Scorp, can ya' wake up?" Albus says, lightly shaking him. Scorpius was a light sleeper, so he woke up almost immediately.
"Morning." Scorpius mutters, smiling when he sees Albus. "What are we doing today?" Scorpius asks, getting out of bed to lightly stretch.
"Shit. That reminds me. We both need to be in McGonagall's office in-" He stops talking for a second to check the time. "Five minutes!" Albus says, running towards his wardrobe and hastily grabbing clothes.
"Why do we need to be in her office? What did you do?" Scorpius says, beginning to get dressed as well.
"I don't know, but she said it's important."

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"There you are, boys. Two minutes late. McGonagall says, motioning her hand to indicate the boys to sit down.

"We're sorry Headmistress, we both slept in." Albus says.

"Now if you don't mind me asking, why did you want to see us?" Scorpius asks. It's very evident that he's anxious.

McGonagall casts a silencing charm on the room and locks her door with a flick of her wand.
"It's very important you do not repeat the information I'm about to confide in you with." McGonagall says, her voice nothing but serious.

"Yes m'am." They both say respectively.

"There's a prophecy. A prophecy that depicts you two, and Addison." McGonagall states. Both Albus and Scorpius tense up at her name.

"But- Addisons' dead. We saw her die. I killed her!" Albus says in disbelief.

"Let me continue, Albus. Let me show you exactly what this prophecy says." She pulls out a piece of parchment that she wrote down the prophecy on, and showed it to the boys.

02.16.22 return of the ࿈. the second youngest of the boy who lived & the only malfoy child will attempt to defy the ࿈ - an evil even worse then lord voldemort. A horrifying battle will occur. Three will go in, two will go out. many other people will die in the process. 02.21.22

Albus begins to cry.

Scorpius stays silent.

McGonagall begins to speak.

"As you can see, Addison will somehow return in a few short weeks. That's all the time you have to prepare. You're goal is to truly kill her. Once she's dead, burn her body. Afterwards, burn her ashes. Break her wand. Do every precaution you can take to make sure she doesn't come back. Ive pulled you two out of all classes, and you will be spending the rest of these few weeks in the room of requirement. We will have different people come in every other day to help train you. Days you're not training, you will be studying. I believe in you two. You can do this."

"This is a joke, right?" Scorpius says, shocked.
"I wish I could say it was. However, it is true, and there's nothing you can do it get out of a prophecy. It's destiny." McGonagall explains.
"One of us is gonna die! I can't live without Scorpius, Headmistress! I love him!" Albus says, tears still rapidly flowing down his face. Scorpius puts his arm around his friend, whispering in a comforting tone,
"We'll kill her, Al. Don't cry, please" .

"And that is why you will start training immediately. Your stuff has already been taken up to the room of requirement. Again, you aren't allowed to leave."

"Thank you Headmistress." Scorpius says. Albus refuses to get up, still crying.

"C'mon Al, we need to go." Scorpius says, lightly grabbing Albus' hand, pulling him up. They didn't let go until they got to the room of requirement.

       When they arrived, everything was already ready for them. It was like a small house. Their was a little living room, a master bathroom, A house elf to bring food, all of their robes and other clothes, and some other things. But, one thing was missing.

   "Headmistress, why is their only one bed for two boys?" Albus asks, pointing to the king size bed with dark green and silver pillows and comforters. He was very flustered and clearly confused.

    "Well, I deemed it necessary be- Never mind. If it bothers you to that much of a degree, you can sleep on the floor. Anyways, I'm gonna give you guys today to just get settled. Daisy is your house elf, and if you guys get hungry, she'll bring you whatever you desire. But, remember why you are here! Don't dilly-dally, boys!" McGonagall says, leaving the room.

   "What are we supposed to do in the room of requirement all day?" Scorpius asks, flopping onto a dark green love seat. 

    "What aren't we supposed to do? We are in the bloody Room of Requirement! We can do anything! Well, anything except leave."  Albus says ecstatically, going and laying on Scorpius. Scorpius blushes. "Want some fire whiskey, Scorp?"
   "I'll pass. Remember the last time we drank fire whiskey?" Scorpius says, ruffling Albus' hair as Albus lays in his lap.

"I know you liked it when I kissed you that night, Scorpius." Albus says cheekily with a tinge of seduction.

  "What makes you say that?" Scorpius says, smirking.

   "I've always had my suspicions about you, Malfoy." Albus says, now sitting on Scorpius' lap, his legs around the others waist, his face parallel to his.

"Tell me, what type of suspicions are those, Potter?" Scorpius says, forgetting about what he said last night about "waiting". According to that prophecy, there's a 2/3 chance that one of them was gonna die, so he was gonna live life to the fullest while he could.

"Things -" he pauses, moving his lips towards Scorpius' ear "Things you want me to do to you, things you want to do to me. I know you don't always have nightmares when we sleep together- I hear you moaning my name in your sleep, Malfoy. I was thinking we could put your, ~our~, thoughts into action."

Albus finally breaks the tension, smashing his lips onto Scorpius'.

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"Albus, Scorpius, I brought you your Te- Ah! I'll go!" Daisy comes into the room and drops her plate of tea at the sight of Scorpius being fucked in the ass. She darts out of the room, almost likely scarred for life.