Scorpius feels chilled for reasons beyond the fact that he's in cold pond water in all his clothes. James has leaned in, is grinning (Scorpius can just bloody tell by the tone of his voice), and is holding tight to Scorpius, like... Well, unlike anything Scorpius has experienced.

He twists in the other boy's arms, glaring up at him over his shoulder. "Who could ever promise such a thing?" he scoffs, cheeks a little red now that their faces are so close.