The Third Generation of Love | By : GryffindorToy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Albus Severus/Scorpius Views: 6463 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own it and… stuff like that. Making no money… you know the rest.
A/N: Here’s chapter one. The story begins…. Mwah hahahahaha!
A/N2: This chapter is dedicated to a really talented author, Avenging Angel, for her story, of which I am now a HUGE fan, Divorce, disaster, and denial. It’s a Lucius/Harry story and it’s beautifully written! Check it out. Seriously, I’m addicted…. Lol.
Chapter One
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~Sixth Year~
“Professor Illusen!” Albus called for his Head of House, Gabriel Illusen, Potions Master and Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
“Yes, Albus?” Illusen said, coming to a halt and turning to the boy.
“I was just wondering,” he said once he’d caught up, “if you could recommend a good book on the properties and uses of dragon’s blood in potions.”
He raised an eyebrow at the strange request.
Al blushed. “I wanted to start some early research on my N.E.W.T. Potions project.”
Gabriel smiled. “There are none that are worth anything in the school’s library. However, I may be able to help you. Follow me.”
They walked into his office and Al sat down on the sofa, making himself comfortable. He’d been in the Gabriel’s- or Gabe, as Albus preferred to call him in private- office many times in the last six years, to talk to the older man who had become a sort of mentor for the boy. He felt bad for not confiding in his parents or his friends, but there were certain things that he just felt more comfortable discussing with Gabe.
“Here we are. It was written by the previous Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore… the man for whom you were named,” Gabriel said, handing him the book and taking a seat,” Now… what are you really here for?”
“Well… Scorpius’ birthday is this summer. He’s turning seventeen and I want to do something special for him, but I don’t know what,” Al replied, blushing, “I mean… it’s not every day that your best friend comes of age.”
“How about telling him how you really feel?” Gabriel suggested.
“Wha- what?” Al exclaimed, “But I don’t- I’ve already told you, we’re just friends! I only think of him as a friend…” He sighed, looking into the fire. “Besides, even if I did- feel something for him- which I don’t- I couldn’t tell him that.”
Gabriel shook his head. How long would it take before those two realize they’re meant for one another? “Why not?”
“Because… like I said, we’re just friends. He’d never be interested in me- that way,” he said.
“What makes you say that? Does he have a girlfriend?” Gabriel asked.
“Well, no. He’s never been serious about anybody,” Al said, “But he’s got plenty of girls and boys who are throwing themselves at him…”
“That’s just sex. Quit blushing, Al… you’re sixteen years old. For heaven’s sake,” he smiled fondly at the boy, “They obviously don’t mean anything to him. But you do.” He looked over his shoulder toward the door, raising his voice. “Isn’t that right, Ryan?”
Professor Ryan Mickey, Head of Hufflepuff, Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, and Gabriel Illusen’s lover, stepped into the office, grinning impishly. “How’d you know?”
“We’ve been together for ten years, now. I know your magical signature like the back of my hand,” Gabriel said, “Now explain to Albus that he should just admit to himself, and to Scorpius, that he loves him.”
“Stop trying to push the boy, Gabe. If he’s not ready, then he should just wait,” Ryan said.
“But… they’ve been inseparable since their first day!” Gabriel said, clearly frustrated with the two of them, “I just want to see him happy.”
“Then stop pressuring him!” Ryan laughed, “Albus, why don’t you head back to the dorms. I’ll take care of Gabe. Enjoy your summer and remember: nothing ventured, nothing gained.”
“Thanks. Both of you. See you next year,” Al said, leaving.
“Don’t forget to write!” Gabriel called after him.
When he returned to the Slytherin dorms, he placed the book carefully in his trunk, smiling.
“Where’ve you been?” Scorpius asked.
“I went to borrow a book from Gab- Professor Illusen. For my N.E.W.T Potions project,” Al said.
“Took you that long to borrow a book?” Scorpius said skeptically.
“Well, no… but we started talking and… time got away from me, I guess,” Al explained, shrugging.
“Y’know, Al… anybody who didn’t know you better would that you and Illusen have a thing,” Andy said, smirking.
Al blushed. “What? Me and… oh Merlin no! Absolutely not!” It was true that Al had had a bit of a crush on Gabriel in fourth year, but that was dissolved when he found out that the man was engaged.
“Well, it’s a good thing we know you better, then,” Julian said, glaring at Andy.
Al grinned and sighed in relief, not noticing the way that Scorpius’ eyes narrowed. He flopped unceremoniously onto his bed. “Can you believe we’ll be seventh years? We’ll be graduating by this time next year… man, that’s scary…” he said.
“Yeah… so, what’s gonna happen to us after graduation?” Andy asked, suddenly serious. Which was rare for him.
“What do you mean?” Julian asked.
“I mean, are we just gonna split up? Go our separate ways?” Andy said, “I’d like to keep in touch…”
“Well, duh,” Al stated, “You talk like once we graduate we’ll never be able to see each other again. I know your parents are muggles, but you should know by now how easy it is for wizards to get around. We can write, and floo, and apparate. Jeez, Andy, I never knew you were so insecure…” He added teasingly, and was rewarded with a pillow in his face.
“Shut it, Alby!” Andy laughed.
“Alright, so who’s doing what after school?” Julian asked, “I think I’d like to be a Mind Healer. Specializing in children who’ve been abused.”
“Quidditch for me,” Andy said, “Always has been.”
“I’m planning on being an Auror, as well,” Scorpius said, smirking, “What about you, Albus? Professional Quidditch maybe? You and Andy could play for your beloved Cannons…”
Al, Scorpius, and Andy had been on the Slytherin Quidditch team since their second year. Al was the best Seeker that Hogwarts had seen since Harry Potter, and Scorpius was a fantastic Keeper. And it had been said that Andy, a Beater, could have given Fred and George a run for their money. They all got endless amounts of amusement every time Albus had gotten to the Snitch before his brother, James.
“No. I don’t know what I’m going to do. Professor Illusen wants me to apprentice with him… that’s probably what I’ll do,” Al said, shrugging.
“It’s a very good thing we know you better,” Andy said, chuckling, “What on earth do you talk about with him?”
“Just… stuff. Things…” Albus stuttered.
“Things you can’t talk about with us?” Scorpius said, a little resentfully.
“That’s not it. I just- I dunno what we really talk about. Just inane things. Nothing important, really,” Al said.
‘He’s a horrible liar…’ Scorpius thought, but said nothing.
“You sure there’s nothing going on between you and the professor?” Andy teased.
Al blushed again. “He’s going to be bonded to Professor Mickey and you know it. They’ve been together for ten years, since they were sixth years in school. I doubt that Professor Illusen would give up all of that for a scrawny kid like me.”
Andy laughed.
“You’re not scrawny, Al,” Scorpius said, “You’re a bit small. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Al looked over at him, unsurprised by the anger he saw in the ice blue gaze. Scorpius hated it when he put himself down. “Sorry. I just wish I was a bit- less small. You know, people still mistake me for a girl sometimes? It’s bloody annoying.”
“You’re fine the way you are…” Scorpius stated.
Albus rolled his eyes, but smiled at the compliment.
“Maybe if you walked around starkers, everybody’d remember you’re a bloke,” Andy said.
“It’d never work,” Julian said, “People would just be distracted by his ’girlish figure’. They’d jump him in the hallways.”
“Yeah, but they’d be a bit confused when they noticed all his bits and pieces…” Andy said, laughing.
Albus blushed, cursing the fact that he did so rather easily. “Please shut up.”
“Aw… can your virgin ears not handle it?” Andy teased.
Al growled, hiding his deepening blush by burying his face in the pillow.
“Okay. I think that’s enough, guys,” Scorpius said, grinning.
“Awwwww… you’re no fun!” Andy whined, but stopped nonetheless. The last thing he wanted was to be on the receiving end of either Scorpius or Al’s stunning charm. Again.
“Thanks, Scor…” Al said, grateful, as always, to the blonde as his best friend.
“No problem,” Scorpius replied.
“So… are you coming over this summer?” Al asked, “You still have never met my family.”
“Does your family know that your best mate is a Malfoy, yet?” Scorpius asked.
Al looked down. “Well, Dad’s always known. And James and Lily are fine with it. But Mum… I don’t want to tell her or Uncle Ron until they’ve met you.”
Andy sighed. “Come on, Jules… let’s get out of here before this gets ugly.”
Julian nodded, following him out.
“Why? Are you afraid they’re going to disown you or something?” Scorpius asked, his eyes flashing, “For being friends with a Malfoy?”
“I- don’t know. Mum and Ron… they never really let go of their childhood prejudices,” Al said, still refusing to meet the piercing gaze of his friend, “But I know that if they meet you first and see what a good person you are, they’ll like you!”
Scorpius scoffed. “Doubtful. I’m the spitting image of my father. They’d take one look at me and hate me. Probably claim I’ve got you under some dark spell.”
“I’m sorry that my family is- the way they are. But what about you? You only just told you dad that you were hanging out with me last year,” Albus stated, his voice raising slightly.
“And he was fine with it!” Scorpius exclaimed, “He said he was glad that we became friends! That your dad was a good and loyal friend and that he’d obviously raised you to be the same.”
“I’m sorry! How many times do I have to apologize for my mother?” Albus yelled, finally looking up, his bright green eyes shining with hurt, “If you don’t want to come over, that’s fine. But don’t get angry at me for something I can’t even control.”
Scorpius looked away, properly ashamed of his harsh words, and sighed. “Sorry, Al…”
There was a tense silence for a few moments, both boys awkwardly looking anywhere but at each other. Finally Scorpius spoke.
“Look, it’s not that I don’t want to hang out at all. I just think it’d be awkward over there,” he said, “So… why don’t you come stay at the manor?”
“Really?” Al said, smiling, “When? For how long?”
Scorpius grinned. “Whenever you want and for however long you want. Dad won’t mind. He’s already said that my friends are welcome any time…”
“Could I just go over there with you tomorrow? And leave after your birthday?” Al asked.
“Sure. I don’t see why not.”
“I’ll firecall Dad and ask him right now!” Al said, scrambling off of his bed and running down to the Common Room, which, at eight o’clock, was still pretty much deserted. He threw some floo powder into the fire, calling for his dad frantically.
“Albus? What’s wrong?” Harry asked worriedly.
“Nothing’s wrong. But can I go to Scorpius’ for the first couple weeks of summer? Just until after his birthday? Please, Dad?” Al begged.
“Well, I don’t care. But… what should I tell your mother?” Harry asked.
“I don’t care. Tell her the truth. It’s about time she knew, anyway,” Al replied.
Harry sighed and nodded. “Alright. Is that all you needed?”
“Yeah. Thanks, Dad,” Al said, “Love you.”
“Love you, too. See you later this summer,” Harry said.
“Yep! Bye Dad!” When Harry was gone, he ran back up to the dorms yelling, “Scorpius! He said yes!”
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Done! Chapter one! Woo hoo! In case you didn’t catch it already, Gabe and Ryan are 26. Lol. Just thought you should know. Um… I don’t know about the dialogue in this chapter. While I was typing it up, it sounded to me like they were already dating. But… I guess a lot of really close friends are like that. I know mine are! Now don’t forget to feed the plot bunnies and REVIEW!
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