Ever since hearing from Jamie, Scorpius had wondered slightly if it would only be a matter of time before the younger Potter would show up. "And it is you!" Scorpius exclaimed, more than happy to pull Al in tightly against his chest. "I imagine the same as you." He muttered, hardly caring if people had to weave about because of them.
When Al pulled back, it gave Scorpius a chance to look him over. He was a bit scruffier than he remembered, but that was hardly strange. He had a vague enough idea that the other man roamed about plenty and there was more than enough reason to not bother. It hardly mattered. Not much could distract from a handsome face.
"About a month. Mostly been keeping to myself." He took a side step, just to get a bit out of the way of another shop's doorway, a hand tugging Al along with him. "What about you? I haven't seen you. I would have thought Jamie would have mentioned it. Are you here in Brightford?"