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Dec 07, Harry Potter, Teddy/Scorpius, Regrets
Title: Regrets
Author: sansa1970
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Teddy/Scorpius
Rating: NC17
Words: 306
A/N: Links to previous parts: 1 ll 2 ll 3 ll 4 ll 5 ll 6



Al told Scorpius he wasn't in love with him during one of their late night poker games. It hadn't exactly been breaking news. James shot his brother a withering look, then casually dealt the next hand. Hugo escaped to the kitchen for another beer. Teddy stayed slumped in his chair and watched Scorpius quietly fall apart. That was the beginning.

It was Teddy who reaped the unexpected and immoral reward of stripping an alcohol-addled Scorpius for bed several hours later, just as the sun broke over the horizon. A fairly bland ending, as tragic love stories went.

He wished he could forget what happened in the middle.

There were angry tears, drunken confessions, and a jaunt through a silent, snow-covered park. There was also the part where Scorpius pushed him onto a bench, crawled into his lap and kissed him, and the part where Teddy didn't protest.

He dug under Scorpius' shirt, scratched his fingers over his ribs and under his arms, and rolled his thumbs in circles over his nipples. Scorpius made small, desperate sounds in the back of his throat, reciprocating as skillfully as a half a bottle of Old Ogden's allowed for. Morning-after consequences hadn't a prayer against years of repressed lust; Teddy yanked Scorpius tight against his lap and rocked against the warm weight of his arse. "There," he hissed. "Right there."

Scorpius mewled something in his ear, nuzzled closer, and he smelled so fucking delicious, Teddy's mouth watered. He clamped a hand around the nape of Scorpius' neck and kissed him harder, hips pumping in time with his tongue, trying not to bellow from how good it felt and not wholly succeeding. By the time he realized what Scorpius had whispered – please Albus please – he was coming.

He'd never let himself get that close to Scorpius again. Until now.