Unhealed wounds ➣ Drarry ; Scorbus

Chapter ten

«Harry Potter! Harry Potter is the new DADA teacher?»

The news spread quickly around the castle that morning. Scorpius just wished he could find a way to calm down Albus.

«Why him? Why my father?» he was literally shouting. Fortunately, they were alone in the bathroom, the guys' one this time «Why should the great Harry Potter come to teach Defence Against the Dark arts at Hogwarts?»

«Albus-» the blond tried to place his hand on the shorter's shoulder, but he retreated.

«Shouldn't he be working in the Ministry or something?» he screamed, torturing his raven hair with his fingers «Work as an Auror? No! The greatest dad of the year must come and teach at the school where his son studies!»

Scorpius couldn't help but stare at him, feeling useless. He really didn't know what to do. He hated seeing Albus that way.

The above-mentioned wasn't looking at him but on the dirty floor, not wanting to make their eyes connect.

He knew he couldn't have handled and kissed him right there.

"It's not the drugs. It's not because I'm intoxicated. It's you. I want all of you. I want to taste your sweet lips."

«What about trying to talk to him?» Scorpius' voice was a whisper, deep, while he got closer to the raven-haired slowly as if he was an animal trapped in a cage that the blond didn't to scare.

«I won't even greet him in the corridors, Scorpius, and you know better than anyone that I won't»

Finally, he raised his head, letting their eyes meet. Scorpius felt a shiver down his spine.

When Albus spoke again, one whole minute had passed in entire silence, the two boys too caught in staring at each other «Why are we avoiding it, Scorp?» he mumbled «What happened between us. I don't understand. We've always shared everything and now-»

"The first time you kissed me I felt reminiscent- not because your lips were familiar, but because the gentle innocence of your touch that had run across my skin. It sent shivers up my arms and down my spine, It caused palpitations in my chest, and then it blushed across my face. You reminded me I can fall once again. Love does not remain dormant forever- but wakes with the right soul. Our first kiss was reminiscent of young love. Our first kiss still dwells in my mind."

«Let's go to c-class» he muttered, interrupting him instantly «We're late»

Scorpius tried to get away from that bathroom as soon as possible, but Albus grabbed his wrist immediately, without even thinking it twice «I don't give a damn if McGonagall takes more points away from Slytherin, everyone will hate us anyway. We need to talk about what happened, Scorpius. You know that»

«Nothing happened Al» that was a lie «Nothing. We were just tired, plus we hadn't been together for two weeks and we had missed each other» he repeated. Albus' emerald eyes made his voice tremble «It meant nothing, Albus. You know it».

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No, Albus didn't know it. He didn't understand.

He hated not understating things, especially if they were about Scorpius.

«Perfect, now turn on page seventy-two,»

He couldn't care less about the ghost who was teaching them History of Magic. All he could think of was his...best-friend, sat next to him and taking notes for both of them.

Why did he feel like that when they were close to each other? Why did his body shiver, why did that kiss set a fire, spread sparkles in his entire chest? Why did the thought of the blond lighten his head but at the same time ache his heart?

Albus felt so confused. He wanted to know what was happening.

«Mister, Potter, I don't care if your father is now part of the teaching staff, you still have to follow the lessons» the old lady tried to call his attention «Unless you want me to subtract your house other points».

The Slytherins in the classroom groaned in disappointment. Everyone was staring at him and he was aware of that. But the only thing he cared about was the fact that Scorpius was checking him out with the corner of the eye: he hadn't looked at him since the "argument" about the "kiss that didn't mean anything" in the bathroom that morning.

And for the first time in sixth years, Albus said, «Yeah. Sorry, professor» and everyone went back to the lesson.

But the blond piercing blue eyes were still on him.
What was happening between them?
But, most importantly, why did he felt a magnet drawing him to Scorpius?

Albus decided they needed to talk and figured it out. Even if the young Malfoy didn't want.

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