The more Scorpius spoke, the hotter Draco felt. Bloody hell. "You will eventually," he said when he found his voice, "You are young." He rolled his eyes at his own statement. "Alright, technically, we are young, but you know what I mean. There is no need to rush, especially when..." He didn't want to think about Scorpius getting sent back. "When our futures here are so uncertain."