Dec 12, Harry Potter, Teddy/Scorpius, Thin Ice Title: Thin Ice Author:sansa1970 Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Teddy/Scorpius Rating: PG Words: 300 A/N: Links to previous parts: 1 ll 2 ll 3 ll 4 ll 5 ll 6 ll 7 ll 8 ll 9 ll 10 ll 11
"Are you alone?" Al asked.
Scorpius had fled faster than a Snitch, and since a raging erection didn't necessarily evidence a second party, Teddy nodded.
"May I come through?"
No was tempting, but Teddy's hesitation was his Waterloo. Al stumbled out of the Floo and collapsed into a chair. He looked rumpled, hair everywhere. He'd either just rolled out of bed or hadn't slept at all. Teddy pointed at his feet. "You've got two different shoes on."
"Do I?" The fact didn't seem to bother him. He snapped his fingers at the nutcracker, and it obliged, shelling a chestnut and lobbing it directly into Al's mouth. He chewed and swallowed. "Teddy, you have to help me."
"What's wrong?"
"Scorpius." He raised a hand to ward off Teddy's protest, and the nutcracker threw another kernel at him. "I'm losing him. I mean, I've tried to tell—to show him without being—and he always throws a tantrum and runs off."
Which Al's sensitive nature had no bearing on, surely. Teddy rolled his eyes.
Al dropped his head, curled his fingers into his hair. "I just want my best friend back."
They all wanted something that would hurt the other; it was thin ice to be skating on. "I'll think on it," Teddy promised as he fought his way to his feet.
Al stood too. "You look like shit, by the way. Are you okay?"
And there was part of the root problem. Albus had the tact of a five-year-old. "Fine." Unless heartache with a side of sexual frustration counted. In which case, no.
Al stepped up to hug him. "I miss him," he whispered in Teddy's ear.
A small sound drew Teddy's attention to the doorway, where a miserable looking Scorpius hovered. Teddy patted Al's back. "I know you do."