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More Than Friends | Albus x Scorpius
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Complete, First published May 25, 2019
**WILL BE UNDER MAJOR EDITING SOON**

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All original characters owned by J.K. Rowling. The only characters I own are the original characters I have created and the plot.

James nodded and Albus asked, "Can you hid this in your room until I get back?"

Albus pulled the photo album from its spot behind his bed and held it out to James in both of his hands. 

"What is it?" James asked, keeping his hands to his side cautiously. Their mother and father often told them of when she was possessed by a diary. Their Grandpa Weasley told them to never trust anything if you couldn't see where it kept its brain.

"A photo album. I don't want Dad to find it. You can look at it, though."

James reached out and took the album from his brother's desperate hands and opened it, looking at the photos of the two of them together.

"You both look so happy, " James observed. "Why don't you look that happy here?"

Albus shrugged but admitted, "I don't feel like I can be myself here."
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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