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Dec 14, Harry Potter, Teddy/Scorpius, Acts of Love
Title: Acts of Love
Author: sansa1970
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Teddy/Scorpius
Rating: R
Words: 279
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 ll 12 ll 13




Teddy opened his eyes to find Scorpius sitting cross-legged on the bed in a pool of moonlight, gnawing on his thumbnail. It was a strange fantasy, fragmentary, like a half-baked cake. His dreams of Scorpius rarely involved thoughtful staring. Or clothing, for that matter.

"Teddy."

"Hmmm."

Scorpius released the tortured nail and dropped his hands to his lap. "The fruitcake."

"It's not done."

"What?"

"It's not done," Teddy said patiently, "or you'd be naked. And not so interested in talking."

Scorpius' mouth fell open, then curved into a smile. "Do you think you're dreaming?"

"Or hallucinating. You drive me mad."

The smile slipped. "I'm sorry about that. I've made a mess of things, haven't I?"

Yes and no. The blame lay with them all. Apparently Teddy's punishment was emotionally complex wet dreams. He slid his hand onto Scorpius' knee and smiled when Scorpius' sudden indrawn breath shook his whole body. That was better. Teddy curled his fingers, pressing cool cotton into hot skin.

Voice hoarse, Scorpius said, "The fruitcake."

"That again?"

"Hugo's mum put a spell on it, so she'd know if we tried to throw it away. We split it five ways – equal torture for all."

"You hate fruitcake," Teddy thought he'd point out.

Scorpius leant forward, whispered, "You ate my piece too, so I wouldn't have to."

And had suffered plenty of harassment for it from the others, if he remembered.

Scorpius fit his hand over Teddy's and laced their fingers. "You do things like that all the time. Why?"

The conversation had turned too serious to pretend he was asleep. "Why do you think?" Teddy rasped.

Scorpius didn't answer, except to lean forward and kiss him.