in which albus potter is hopelessly crushing on scorpius, though he fears the boy's too oblivious to notice - until he's not. © 2017 ↯ plebeians- a harry potter fanfiction

The platform was filled with bustling pupils, fetching their trunks and hooting owls, searching for their friends. Two boys stood together silently in the midst of this commotion, gazing upon this scene. They already had their trunks, and no magical creature to speak of. Friends to find? No. All they had was each other. COMPLETED.