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It had been a long, lazy stretch of summer so far. James knew he had to work on getting a job soon - there were spots at the Ministry, positions his dad had been nudging him into looking after for a few weeks or so now. But it was his last summer, the last time he'd get to spend time off with Albus and Lily, so the job hunt hadn't been pressing. That'll change in the fall, Harry had warned, and that had been perfectly alright with James: he was looking forward to getting his own flat and escaping from the house as quickly as he could.
"Hey," he greets, opening the door to Albus's room without so much as a knock, "grab your broom, I thought we might go flying-"
When his eyes land on Scorpius's face, the words die on his tongue.
"-what are you doing here?"
Never has there been a more accusing sentence in the English language.
"Hey," he greets, opening the door to Albus's room without so much as a knock, "grab your broom, I thought we might go flying-"
When his eyes land on Scorpius's face, the words die on his tongue.
"-what are you doing here?"
Never has there been a more accusing sentence in the English language.
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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.
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He swallows, stupidly aware of every place on their bodies that touch.
And then Scorpius does the stupidest thing he could think to do. Mostly, because he's not thinking. He twists a little further, pale eyes focusing on James's wet mouth, then up to his eyes, and then he's kissing James. Just a soft, moist press of lips on lips. To test the waters maybe. All the while praying this doesn't warrant another punch in the face.
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Scratch that: Scorpius is kissing him, and before he realizes fully what he's doing, James is kissing him back, because the warmth and softness is nice, it's pleasant and comfortable and fantastic and really, he can't be blamed for leaning into it --
And then he breaks away with a little noise of alarm, pushing slightly at Scorpius as he propels himself deeper into the pond, needing to actually tread water to keep himself afloat now. The look he fixes him with is shocked, weirdly betrayed.
"What are you doing?!"
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Scorpius treads backwards, putting further distance between them. Oh, Merlin. He's going to get it, isn't he?
"Sorry," he murmurs, trying not to lick his lips, because the taste of James is still there. So tempting. He pushes back further, until there's at least a yard or two between them. "I plead momentary insanity," he blurts, dumbly. Well, what else can he say, really?
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James is flabbergasted, confused, and worst of all: sad that it's over. It's a hard feeling to embrace. He barely knows this boy, but that had been for good reason, right? He was a Malfoy, the representation of snobbery and pureblood fanaticism and everything wrong with the Wizarding world. Pretending he was utterly outraged was much, much better than admitting to himself that he'd liked the press of lips against his.
"Why would you even do that?"
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"Already told you: momentarily insanity," he says, half swallowing his words. Merlin, this is embarrassing, but... Scorpius stops moving, letting the water still between them. James isn't swimming away. And he's not diving for Scorpius's throat. In fact, he doesn't even really sound all that upset. Just shocked, maybe.
"And because you looked like you wanted me to."
Yep. Just going to dig his watery grave deeper.
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"Hey."
He grabs the bend in James's elbow, fingers slick on eve slicker skin.
"I'm sorry. Okay? Really."
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Now, at least, he isn't moving again.
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He'd felt so alienated. And he got the unsettling feeling that James might understand.
"I won't stop you, but..." Scorpius drew a little closer tentatively. He was really pressing his luck tonight. "...are you sure?" He lifts the same wet hand that had tried to hold James back; this time, it touches James's jaw.
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"This is- some sort of joke." His tone is hard, but also - confused. Why would he be acting like this? He'd punched him not so long ago at school. His hands flex uncomfortably at his sides, his breathing still shallow. "Or a prank. But it's not funny."
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"Honest. No prank."
His thumb sweeps under James's mouth, skimming his lower lip.
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James indulges just for a moment, reaching up to catch Scorpius's hand against his face, and he kisses the pad of his thumb as it moves across his lip. God, if he doesn't want this, suddenly and selfishly.
His eyes finally open and he shakes his head hard, steeling his gaze and curling his lip into an expression meant to imitate disgust.
"You stay away from me, you- horrid little snake."
And then he backs up hard, sweeping his arm to splash at him again, before beating a hasty retreat to his broom. He won't wait for him this time-- he simply throws his leg over and shoots toward the direction of the house.
couldn't resist ;3
Catching sight of James, Harry lifts both brows. "...Don't tell me. You had a fight with the pond, and the pond won."
Dad humor. Yep.
LAUGHS you are wonderful
"I shoved the Malfoy brat into the pond and he dragged me with him," he seethes. The broom ride home has dried him out a little, but disgusting pond water is beginning to drip down his cheek now. "Not my fault."
you mean insane, but yes xD
"Not your fault," Harry muses, abandoning his pot at the stove in favor of turning to look at his son. "You shoved Scorpius Malfoy in our pond. And it's not your fault he dragged you in with him?"
Same thing!
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Reaching out, Harry hooks his grip into James's soggy collar and yanks him back.
"Oi. I expect you to show him the same courtesy you'd show anyone who's a friend of Al's or Lily's." Harry knew he'd done the lecture enough times, but it really just didn't seem to sink in with this one. "If he does something you don't like, walk away. Come to me or Mum. But don't push things." As he knows James has a tendency to do.
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No, he'd be avoiding him for different reasons entirely. But Harry didn't necessarily need to know that.
"May I please shower now? I'm disgusting."
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Speaking of, he glances out the door. "Does Scorpius know how to get back?"
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Except there was a little twist of worry, once that he wouldn't let himself voice.
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"Go clean up."
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When his eyes catch James's, his smile disappears. Harry pauses, too, and turns, smiling at James.
"Finished in the bath?" Harry nods to Scorpius. "Go on."
Scorpius nods. "Thanks, Mr. Potter." And that's all he says. He avoids eye contact with James and hurries past him and up the stairs to grab a shower for himself.
Harry puts away whatever he'd been showing Scorpius and gestures to the kitchen. "There's some stew left, if you're hungry."
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