Not All Snakes Are Poisonous | Scorbus
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  • Reads 1,265
  • Votes 70
  • Parts 7
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2017
Albus Severus Potter's sixth year at Hogwarts has just began. A full year after the Delphi situation, all he wants to do is move on. Part of that means moving into a new dorm shared solely with his best friend Scorpius. Ironically, they need it, as after a summer apart their newfound close proximity is deeply appreciated. 

That closeness may be deeper than either of them thought possible. Albus isn't completely in the dark. Scorpius, on the other hand, Albus isn't entirely sure. 

Whispers are rising through the halls of Hogwarts and they're coming from more than just the students. Amidst rumours of a force more powerful than Delphi, and Voldemort's daughter's possible escape from Azkaban, their sixth year is certainly set to be an eventful one.  

Strange things are happening, and powerful magic - more powerful than Hogwarts has seen for centuries - is manifesting within the young Potter. 

Albus is rising, with only Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy to tame him.

[This is an unedited first draft. If there are any mistakes, please keep that in mind.]
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My fingers going through your hair, watching you fall asleep. Your legs behind mine. Your arm laying on top of me. Hearing you breathe. Taking my hands into yours, trying to warm them up without me asking for it. From kissing your left cheek to kissing your right cheek. Kissing your forehead to kissing the tip of your nose. Smiling in between until I reach your lips. Maybe we can have what our fathers never had the courage to build. Maybe we can close those unhealed wounds. Maybe we can love each other like they never did. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there are some errors, please don't hesitate to contact me. LAVINIA MORGANTE ON WATTPAD @2020