Metamorphosis / Scorbus

Chapter 5 - Informing Scorpius

"What did he say when I left?" Scorpius demanded from him as soon as they stepped out of the front door half an hour later.
Albus laughed. "That's between me and your dad," he replied, knowing it would infuriate Scorp.
As expected, Scorpius huffed out loudly. "That's ridiculous. He's my father and you're my boyfriend, and I have it on good authority you were talking about me, so I think I have a right to know," he reasoned. "And considering I didn't have to sweep up your remains into a rubbish bin, it must have gone somewhat well."
"It did," Albus responded vaguely.
"And ...?"
Albus shrugged, and continued to walk straight forward, back down the hedged path. "And nothing. He asked questions, I gave him answers, we talked; end of story."
"What questions? What answers?" Scorpius burst out, throwing his arms around a little. "Come on, Albus, give me something."
Albus stopped walked and turned to face Scorpius. "You are too curious for your own good." He smiled and sighed softly. "Basically, I passed the test."
"What test?"
"His test."
"My father had a test?" Scorpius asked, his eyebrows scrunching in a frown.
"Not a test test; not a literal one. But ... you know ... a metaphorical test," Albus replied, thinking he sounded a little stupid himself.
Scorpius blinked at him. "A metaphorical test," he echoed bluntly.
"Yes."
"What does that mean exactly?"
"It just means that he approves of me," Albus clarified.
"Really?" Scorpius asked, wide-eyed with shock. "He approves of you? I find that difficult to believe ..."
Albus shot him a dead-pan look, and said dryly, "Your faith in me is astounding." Then he scratched the back if his head. "Maybe approves is the wrong word. He said I come close enough."
Scorpius looked impressed. "Still a fairly good compliment," he opined.
"That's what I thought."
"So ... he's okay with the two of us?"
"More like ... he can only just barely tolerate the inkling of an idea that you and I can possibly be together," Albus amended.
Scorpius nodded, getting used to the idea. "That's enough for me. In fact, that's worlds better than what I was expecting. When he asked me to leave, I thought I'd never see you alive again for sure."
"You thought?" Albus said. "I thought he would hex my dick off!"
Scorpius chuckled, and grabbed onto Albus' hand as they neared the end of the pathway, where their Portkey was waiting for them. "I couldn't let that happen ... for my own sanity's sake," he teased.
Albus dropped his jaw in mock-offense. "Oh, so not because of the fact that I'd lose a very important body part and be in immense pain, but because of how it would affect you," he said. "Nice. Thank you for your concern."
Throwing his head back in laughter, Scorpius said, "Well, it's for your sake too, of course."
"So what's your verdict?" Albus asked.
"On what?"
"On how polite I was."
Scorpius leaned up to kiss Albus swiftly. "Very," he whispered.
Grinning wolfishly, Albus grabbed onto Scorpius and pulled him in until their chests were aligned. He connected their mouths for a much fuller and longer kiss.