Somewhere Only We Know (Scorbus & Drarry)

Chapter 19

Albus's point of view

It was two am and the boys were still up. Albus didn't feel tired at all though he was exhausted after their previous events. He was sitting in his bed, leaning back against the headboard with Scorpius leaning onto his chest with his eyes closed. Never had he thought that Scorpius would be his first. He did not complain though. He loved him more than anything the world could offer. He looked at his half sleeping boyfriend and smiled.

Later the door opened and he saw Joseph entering the dorm, careful not to wake anyone.

"Do I want to know what you boys have been up to?" he said and smirked as he noticed their costumes on the floor. Luckily the boys got dressed in their pajamas before everyone else came in. "Thanks for the borrowing." He placed Albus's record player beside his trunk.

"Anytime, mate," said Albus. Joseph sat down on the floor.

"You missed the end of the party, especially you, Albus."

"What did I miss?" he questioned. What could be more interesting than what he and Scorpius were up to?

"Well, your sister seemed to have fun. She and Isac talked all night, then they began snogging and then he asked her to be her girlfriend. And she said yes."

Albus sat up straight, which made Scorpius sit as well.

"You must be joking?! He's going to break her heart! I can feel it. Just like he did to Bea."

"Speaking of Bea," said Joseph and turned to Scorpius. "She was a little bit upset that you left so early."

"Me? Why?" said Scorpius in confusion.

"Thought you already figured it out. She has a huge crush on you."

I knew it! I knew she was after him! Albus thought. He refused to ever let her come near him. Before Scorpius could answer Albus hugged him, keeping his eyes on Joseph.

"Mine!" he said.

"I know! Chill. Just wanted to let you know. I know that you're close to her."

Albus couldn't decide the worst part. His sister was dating a player that he knew for sure would dump her like an old toy, and a new friend of him had a crush on his boyfriend.

Harry's point of view

Harry was taking a day off from the ministry for the next day, and tonight he was going to visit Draco at the manor. Since Scorpius was at Hogwarts, Draco lived there all by himself. His parents divorced after the battle, so his mother Narcissa moved to another country and his father, Lucius died the year before the loss of Astoria.

He did not expect to stay for long, just have a few words. He apparated there and knocked his door. Draco opened it and welcomed him in. He lead him to his kitchen.

"Fancy some firewhiskey?" he offered.

"One glass. I won't be here for long."

"Classic one," said Draco as he filled two glasses. "One glass and then leave, and after a minute or two you've passed out on the floor."

"I mean it. Ginny doesn't even know I'm here."

"Is everything alright with you two?"

"Not really."

"Want to talk about it? We could go to the living room," Draco offered and Harry agreed.

They took their seats in a cozy couch.

"I thinks she's suspecting something," Harry began.

"About what?" Draco asked although he knew exactly what he was talking about.

"That I'm... Hey. When you met... Astoria. Did you have feelings for her? Like real feelings?," he asked but then realized that he shouldn't talk about his dead wife that way. "Sorry. I didn't mean to upset you or anything."

"That's alright. Yeah. Of course I did. Why else would I marry her?" said Draco and refilled his glass. "Want some more?"

"Okay, one more glass," said Harry before they returned to their conversation.

"You never loved her did you? Ginny?" Harry shook his head and was getting more and more honest for every sip he took.

"I just wanted to move on, when you were the one I wanted the whole time," he mumbled.

"Is that why you're here?" Draco asked and grinned. "To tell me that you want me back?"

"What I'm saying is that I wish we would have tried again after the battle."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"What?" said Harry in confusion just as Draco pressed his lips against his.

Merlin, he had missed this. In fact it was better than he remembered it. But something wasn't right about this.

"What about our sons?" said Harry after they pulled away.

"Does it matter?" said Draco and kissed him again. "Just for tonight."

* * * * *

The next morning, Harry was waken by his sickness and headache. He sat up and reached for his glasses. As he put them on he found himself in Draco's bedroom, and noticed that Draco was sleeping in the same bed. Shit, shit, shit. This is bad, this is very bad! He could barely remember what happened last night and he wasn't sure if he wanted to.

He got out of bed immediately, got dressed and apparated home before Draco had the chance to wake up. He appeared in his kitchen and found his wife there. She looked tired and angry and had her arms crossed.

"Sorry. I forgot the time," said Harry.

"Thought you'd send me an owl before you left" said Ginny tiredly and rather upset.

"I was at the manor. Draco didn't feel well so I thought I'd be there for him and talk. Then we drank and accidentally fell asleep."

He realized that it was a terrible excuse. Ginny sighed as she took a seat. She took a deep breath before opening her mouth.

"How long has this been going on?"