Only The Third One Counts

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Note: Both of the boys' inner thoughts are in italics, sorry if that's confusing.



"Albus! Scorpius! We need two more people for this to be a good game, care to join?"

Albus and Scorpius stopped right in their tracks on the way to their dormitory. After all these years of being pointedly ignored by their fellow sixth years, they had gotten used to it. Olivia Dove looked like she was about to bounce out of her seat by the Slytherin common room fire as she shot both of the boys pleading glances as they slowly turned. There was a group of five by the fire already: Olivia, Mark Bridges, Isabel Curt, Remy Smallwood and Penelope Waterman, none of whom had ever uttered a word to the two outsider boys.

"Albus, what do we do, Albus?" Scorpius whispered in his best mate's ear. This wasn't exactly the scene they were used to and he wasn't too sure how to handle it.

"Well, games are fun... do you fancy a round or two?" Albus tried to give Olivia a small smile so as to stop her insistent bouncing. He didn't really want to play himself, even though he fancied games, but maybe this would stop the cold hard stares and whispers behind their backs.

Scorpius on the other hand just plain didn't want to play. He had tried over the years to be kind to people, but people were never kind in return. But what if this time was different? He looked at his best friend and saw the wheels turning in his head,

"Do you think this will stop the rumors? If we join and appear... normal?" Scorpius whispered.

Albus darted his eyes to his best friend and saw the glimmer of hope behind all the insecurity in his eyes. Scorpius had the most stunning and telling gray eyes imaginable. Albus grapsed to the hope in his friend and it made him stronger.

"If we don't like it, we leave immediately."

"Is that a promise?" Scorpius showed off his best fake smile to Olivia.

"Promise, Scorpius." Albus led his friend to sit by the fire and join the circle of the five other Slytherins.

"Yeah! Great ok, so we're playing a little game called blindfold and snog. Is everyone familiar with it?" Olivia said rather quickly with a big toothy grin. Clearly someone was ready to get her snog on.

At the title Scorpius felt heat rise up his neck. Why did he agree to this game, he had never kissed anyone before and really there was only one person he wanted to kiss-

"I don't think Albus and Scorpius know the rules." Isabel raised her hand and then pointed at the two boys. She was being blunt, and as much as the pair didn't want to be singled out they did kinda need to know how the game was played.

"The rules are simple," Mark began, "one person puts on a blindfold and for two minutes they go around the circle kissing as many people as possible. At the end of the two minutes, they are escorted back to their place and try to guess in order who they kissed. If they miss, then they have to kiss the wrong person they guess and the next person goes. Get it?"

"Umm yeah." Albus was blushing profusely at this point. He had never kissed anyone, but he was sure that Scorpius had kissed Rose in fifth year when they had dated for a month.

Scorpius never kissed Rose because whenever he came close to it he thought of Albus. Rose broke up with him because she saw this a mile away. She also broke up with him for Will Gardner, but no one talks about that.

Albus was greedily happy when they broke up and he had that same greedy feeling again. He doesn't want anyone to kiss Scorpius, but him.

Scorpius really wants his first and all kisses to come to be with Albus. What happens if the game backfires and someone kisses him who isn't Albus-

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