The boys head into Hogsmead the next morning with Brian and Tracy Nott. Albus decides to let loose a bit and not worry about Quidditch or schoolwork, and to just enjoy times with his friends. There's a thick layer of snow on the ground making it cold and the students to wear their winter robes. They go into Honeyduke's to buy more sweets, now with the Christmas holidays coming up, walk around other shops like Albus' Uncles joke shop. George Weasley expanded Weasleys Wizarding Weezes to Hogsmead as well as their Diagon Alley location, to buy presents for their families.
After buying gifts they decide to have a drink of butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks. So that's where they are now. Albus is really enjoying the time with his friends not worrying about anything else. He's even laughing along to the bickering of the twins. Scorpius buys gifts as well for his father and friends, but it was Albus' laughing that made his heart happy. He got to see that smile again, he hasn't seen it much in the recently. That made it all worth it to Scorpius.
At the end of the day they made their way back to Hogwarts to have dinner in the great hall with everyone. They were enjoying chicken, turkey legs and many sides like potatoes, the elves really out did themselves tonight, the boys thought. Well that is until Thomas Flint came up to Albus.
"Where were you today Potter" the team captain says to him.
"Well I went into Hogsmead with the others today since it's the last one before the holidays" Albus reply's.
"We had a practice today, for our match against the Hufflepuffs tomorrow and we can't have a slip up again" Flint tells Albus.
"Sorry, but I have been practicing everyday for weeks so I know we'll be great tomorrow" Albus says.
"Whatever just don't be late to practice tomorrow morning before the match" Flint says to Albus before walking away.
Albus sighs and goes back to talking to Scorpius and picking at his food. Thirty minutes later the boys finish their food and head down to the dungeons and into the common room. They go to the dormitories and get ready for bed. They climb into their separate four poster beds and listen to the crackling of the fire to lull them to sleep.
Albus hasn't had a dream of the black bird in a while, but that doesn't mean he gave up trying to figure it out. There's just other things that's made their way into his mind. What has been on the green-eyed boy's mind recently is Scorpius. As much as Albus is oblivious to Scorpius' feelings for him, he has them for him and is confusing the boy. He's throwing himself into all this work to escape thinking about his feelings. Albus thinks that if he can distract himself long enough then the feelings will just go away. He tried to ignore them as much as possible, but if the blond boy does something Albus find endearing then the feelings are front and center. There's no escaping them indefinitely. As far as Albus knows he thinks Scorpius still fancies his cousin Rose.
As the boys in the Slytherin dormitories wake up the next morning, Albus gets ready in his Quidditch robes for the early morning practice before the game. Scorpius dresses in his casual clothes and they walk down to breakfast, after a while Albus sees the rest of the team leaving the great hall for the practice so he says goodbye to Scorpius and the Notts and gets up follows them out.
Sometimes it annoys Scorpius how much Albus is taking the whole Quidditch thing so seriously. Before this year he didn't care about the sport at all. Scorpius thinks that Albus is doing it to distract himself, from something Scorpius doesn't know, but he can feel that there's something Albus isn't telling him, and he'd wish that Albus would tell him so he doesn't have to be so consumed with his work and the sport. Scorpius was hiding something as well, he didn't want to admit to Albus either; so their both hiding the same thing from the other, unknowing to the pair of them.
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Slytherins Do It Better - A Scorbus Story
FanfictionSo since I never got feedback on whether or not to do this ship or not, i figured I don't care anymore, It's my account and I'll write about whatever ship I want. This story may not get as many reads as my others but again I don't care I wrote this...