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thestars-themalfoy:

"Oh, well we don’t have to then." Scorpius looked down at his feet, "I mean, I like snow, but we don’t have to."

He opened his mouth, the closed it again. “N-no that’s not.. it’s just..” he trailed off and bit his lip, wishing he hadn’t added on more.

Upon noticing Scorpius expression, Albus felt a pang of guilt hit him but it wasn't there for long 'cause why should Albus always be careful around his best friend and watch what he was saying? He was sick of it ... or was it this cruel side of him that was sick of it? Perhaps if he was thinking logically, he wouldn't be feeling like that because Scorpius is his best mate and always had been. He narrowed his eyes harshly. "It's just what?"

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thestars-themalfoy:

You’re only saying that becasue you haven’t actually gone out in it yet. I bet once you do you’ll enjoy it. Or are you too grown up for that now?

No - I'm saying it because snow is really cold and I hate having cold fingers. If I went out in it, I'm sure I'd be moaning the whole time. I mean, who even likes snow? Especially yellow snow - you really shouldnt touch that snow, Scorpius.

/ he squints / are you saying that I act like I'm too grown up for other things too?

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I wish this snow would just melt away already. I never asked for cold toes or frozen fingers!!

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thestars-themalfoy:

Still, we can go look. and if it’s not there we can make hot chocolate. My mum sent me some cookies for the holidays, so we can eat on that too?

Chocolate chip with hazelnuts? / thats one of albus's guilty pleasures; eating a whole packet of cookies. He's got some sort of addiction to them and it's surprising that he hadn't got diabetes from eating so many. /              yeah i think i could spare time out of my busy schedule to spend some time with you.

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... Well, the last time i checked I didn't have bunny ears and a tail but I suppose I better double check 'cause that would just be another thing to make my day better. / he sighs because lysander is always so freaking innocent and maybe lysander should be the one who is the bunny. Albus can be the snake. / But I'm thankful that you'd think I'd look cute dressed up as a bunny.

Well, that and the books and I’m sorry that that’s happening there’s nothing I can do about it, I don’t have any books that aren’t mine as I only read books in the library. I just think it’d be really funny and cute if you had bunny ears and a tail. 

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notmidnightblue:

I’m sorry, I’m still caught up on the fact that any other time you’re a happy bunny. Does this mean I get to dress you up at Easter?

         no you cant dress me up 'cause knowing you, dressing me up will involved some sort of sexy bunnies outfit and I really don't think anyone is ready to handle that. 

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thestars-themalfoy:

What book are you looking for again? There might be a copy in the Ravenclaw commons?

... It's okay, Scorpius. I don't need it that bad.

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lys-mander:

You’re a bunny?

         Yes, Lysander, I have long ears and a fuzzy tail. Do you want to see them? Do you want to see my tail? /he's seriously staring at him like what the fuck is going on/ Is that honestly all you got from that?

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Can people seriously not understand the whole concept of borrowing books for the library? You borrow a book, you read a book and then you bring it back so other people can read it. If I go back to the library to hear that the book I want is still overdue'd by someone who does't understand how to carry a book back, I'm not going to be a happy bunny.

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"If you really think that being cocky gets me feeling hot, you are truly mistaken." Hazel hues quickly glanced down to the raised hands before flickering back to other males face, noticing the incredibly infuriating McLaggen trademark smirk and his fingers twitched at the intruding thought of wiping the smirk off his face. "You can't go around kissing people - no matter how much you want to - and not expect them to feel even the slightest confused and ... repulsed by it; especially since it's you." Albus was lying - he wasn't at all repulsed by the quick embrace but he would never admit that to someone like Jericho as it would only stroke his ego.

He smirked at the horrified boy, “Who said you could enter my personal space and expect otherwise?” He brought his hands up in surrender before adding, “But if you’re expecting an apology of some sort; I’m not going to apologize for being the best part of your day.”

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"Yeah    " He breathed as he exhaled the odour-tinted smoke away from the girls face. He had only done it the first time because he felt impulsed to share the fascination he felt from his experience and he wasn't going to do it again, especially since she looked slightly repulsed by it. "It's okay, smokings not everyone thing. To be honest, I don't really do it that often. No one knows I do, especially not Scorpius or my family. So I'd appreicate if you kept it to yourself ... please." He looked at her with small puppy dog eyes and a small smile on his lips. At this moment, he was still leaned closer to her but perhaps the closeness would make her more inclined to keep the secret.

"They do?" she echoed dubiously, unsure how something that smelled more of smoke than cinnamon could taste nice. As curious as she was, the idea of smoking didn’t exactly appeal to her, and she’d probably cough up a storm. "No, I don’t think so. I’ll pass— Thanks, though."

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If that didn't render him shocked, then Merlin knows what would do. His hues widened before narrowing furiously at the other boy. "Who said you could kiss me?!" He might sound disgusted but if he's being honest, he enjoyed the feeling of the warm lips upon his own.

"Tastes like it too."

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... "      Lemme get closer." And so he does. "What about now?"

"Dunno, can’t really tell."

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Well this was definitely a conundrum. Never in a million years would Albus thought that he'd wake up in bed with his arms wrapped around his best mate of six years and so he wasn't even sure on how to react to it because it never went through his head as something that would happen. Lifting his head up slightly from where it was nuzzled into the crook of his neck, lock of hair tickled the end of his nose as a small flush warmed up his cheeks.

                     "        What are you doing in my bed?"

Through his confusion, he doesn't even register that his arms are still wrapped around the smaller figure of the Malfoy and definitely doesn't notice how dangerously low his hand is placed.

Waking up || Albus and Scorpius

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The grin on his face doesn’t falter at all as the other male started to approach him. If anything, the hesitation that he has only made Albus grin just that brighter. Frank should know Albus didn’t mean any harm by calling him a idiot. Albus would never truly intend to offend someone, not even when he was angry. He wasn’t cruel.

"Of course you did. I’ll pretend that you did, just for your own sake," He chuckled lightly. "I’m ok, Frank. Is there any reason why you are asking? Am I not looking well? I thought I looked fine when I looked in the mirror this morning."

Shock to Your System | Albus & Frank.

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With having nothing to do for the whole day, after having completed most, if not all, of his school work, Albus had headed down to the quidditch pitch with the full intentions of having a short flying session. It had been a while since the last time he had spent time on his own just flying the full length of the quidditch pitch, feeling the wind brush against his cheeks and his hair blowing around but unfortunately, when he reached the pitch he saw that it was already occupied by the ravenclaw quidditch team. So he decided to stay down there and watch the team practise but of course, he didn't do it for his own team to gain any tactics or game play but for his own enjoyment since he always liked to watched people play and yet he couldn't keep his eyes for training in on one certain playing dressed in tight quidditch attire, or maybe one or two players actually.

Once he realised that they were soon close to ending, Albus made his way down from the stands and began to slowly walk his way up the winding path that led up towards the over-towering castle just up ahead. He wanted to get away before he was noticed by any of the ravenclaw team members and was accused of snooping when he really wasn't! In fact, he actually admire the talent that some of the players acquired but he figured that it was too much to ask for as he hears his voice behind called out from not too far behind him.

As he whirled his head around, he realised that it was frank who was calling him and he felt slightly better once he knew it was him and not someone else. Although, Albus's lips twitched up into a small smirk as he saw Frank go to someone else other than him. He was amused and equally offended that Frank thought he was a girl so perhaps Albus should show him exactly where he was, especially since he was only just a few metres in front of the pissed-off girl!

"I'm here, you big idiot." Albus raised his hand up to his head and wiggled his fingers at him with a big grin on his face.

Shock to Your System | Albus & Frank.

Alright, so maybe post-Quidditch practice really wasn’t the best time to go talk to his best friend’s little brother, but Frank had never won any awards for his quick-thinking skills. Maybe it really wasn’t the best time to run after that mop of dark hair that he’d know even if asleep, what with him still being in his blue-and-bronze uniform, drenched in a cocktail of sweat, water, and the nutty-smelling broom oil he’d accidentally spilt on his leg. Or maybe, given all the circumstances possible, it was the best time.

Honestly, he’d meant to go talk to Albus after what had happened to his bed in the dormitories, but the parties had so quickly taken up precedence and attention, making it impossible to get a word in edgewise about anything other than their preparation.

                                  Crap, he was beginning to get away. 

"Albus! Albuquerque! Albus Potter! Albus! It’s– It’s me! It’s Frank Longbottom! It’s Frank, slow down!”

A hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him, and he spun the body around to be greeted with the freaked out scowl–––––– that didn’t belong to Albus. That wasn’t Albus. That… That was a girl. “………..I am so sorry.”

The Ravenclaw sheepishly released the disgruntled fifth year and continued his search.

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"Yeah, sure lets say it is but do you think it smells like cinnamon?" He leaned closer, exhaling yet another cloud of smoke into the boys face.

"Is that a, uh, a clove cigarette or something?"