Sex Education // Scorbus

Chapter 7 - The Aftermath

At the reception Albus drank a bit too much, and Scorpius was also drunk but not near as bad as Al. The two were dancing and enjoying each other, Scorpius occasionally helping balance Al as he stumbled. Albus held onto Scorpius' arms as he danced off beat, the two giggling and laughing together.

James and Kat were dancing too, simply amused at the sight, having chose to only have a small amount of drinks in order to remember their night.

Most of the families had gone by now but James and Kat's friends were all still partying. Harry and Ginny also stayed, knowing they were going to have to help clean up the party.

"I think I could get used to having Scorpius around," Ginny admitted, "He's a nice lad."

"Yeah?" Harry responded hopefully, "I think Al is really happy. I know he wants you to be happy for him."

Ginny nodded, "I know. I've never seen him act like he has today-"

"Well, he is pretty drunk right now," Harry pointed out.

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Well yes, but my point still stands... I think I never accepted that he was actually gay because I never saw him act on it so I couldn't believe it. But seeing how care free and happy he is with Scorpius... I don't know, it just made me think," she admitted quietly.

"That's wonderful to hear," Harry reached across the table for his wife's hand. "You should tell him that though, tell him what you're thinking." They both shared and look and Harry chuckled, "Well not right now, obviously. Tell him when he'll remember."

"I just feel like I lost a lot of moments with him because I was being so close minded. Do you think he would've found someone sooner if it wasn't for me?" Ginny wondered.

Harry thought for a moment, "No, I don't think so. He's always been able to make his own choices no matter what others think. That's how he even came out when he did."

Ginny nodded, knowing her husband was right. She watched the dance floor for a moment before turning back to Harry. "How do you feel about it being a Malfoy though?" a smirk played at her lips as she said it.

Harry chuckled, "That was a bit of a surprise, but he's clearly not like his father. If Al is happy, then I'm happy."

••••

Albus woke up like normal, everything seemed pretty normal. Most of the boys had already gone up to breakfast, and there were a few stragglers like him who were still getting ready.

However when he went to get his uniform out to get dressed he froze. His shirts and sweater were fine, but the drawer for his trousers didn't hold any trousers at all.

He frantically dug through the drawer, only to find it full of skirts. No trousers or even shorts in sight.

He stood up, holding onto any anger for now. He held down the betrayed feeling in his stomach.

"Hey, McCormack?" He called to his dorm mate who was dressing over by his bed.

"Yeh?" He acknowledged lamely.

"Do you happen to know where any of my trousers have gone?"

"Uh no. No idea, mate."