Pureblood

“Fun sucker, ouch. Pretty sure that’s the worst thing I’ve been called all day,” he said wit feigned offense. “You really make it sound like such torture.”

“Maybe to your face.” He said with a laugh. It was odd, laughing with the other. “Well you’re not exactly known for your conversation.”

William couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this excited. He loved his sister dearly and couldn’t be more thrilled about the fact she was finally at Hogwarts. He waited as each first year was called eager to see where his sister would be placed. He knew their father wouldn’t accept anything other than Slytherin. 

He waited patiently, hoping she’d be in the same house as he. That’s when the hat called out RAVENCLAW and he felt his heart stop. William could only imagine the howler they’d receive once he found out. As soon as dinner let out, he hurried to find her. 

“So... Ravenclaw, huh?”

William just wanted to close up and go to bed. It’d been a long day, a Hogsmeade weekend day. Those were always his busiest times. Not that he complained... well not that he complained much. That particular day all he wanted was to close up early and yet... he couldn’t. Typically by now everyone had cleared out and yet there were a few stragglers. Part of him wanted to just  yell at them to get out but he knew he couldn’t, not if he wanted to keep his clients. Instead he merely stood there behind the counter and did his best to keep a smile on his face.

One by one the students left. He disappeared to the back for a moment hoping they’d all have vanished by the time he reappeared. He wasn’t to be that lucky. When he finally came back to the front, there was one single customer. William merely rolled his eyes when he realized who it was. Scorpius Malfoy, also known as the Malfoy Brat by his father (and even himself). He’d  heard about him but apart from the few get togethers and outings he saw him at... he didn’t know him... at all.

“Can I help you?”

“What? You didn’t think it’d be this enjoyable? Hm, and I thought you liked having fun, William.” Mason joked, something the two hadn’t done on quite some time with one another. Not since he had left Will’s sister behind. “Stuck.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Nobody is forcing you to stay. By all means, leave if you’d like.”

“I do but fun is extremely limited when you have to spend it with a fun sucker.” He mused, brow cocked. “No, no. I’m already here might as well go through with it.”

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Scorpius gave him a look before slapping his hand away, “I don’t need your pity. I need a drink. Or twenty. Do you think I can call my house elf on here?”

“Sadly enough, you’re not old enough to drink in America. Who knows if they’ll even serve you.” He mused, pulling his hand back as he flipped his glasses up once more. “Cut it with the house elf talk. People may stare.”

Scorpius stared at him, “You don’t know that,” he huffed before crossing his arms over his chest. After a moment he sighed, “I’m a little nervous if it wasn’t obvious. The last time I went on one of these Albus convinced me we were going to die.”

“Yes, I do.” He mused, still not looking at the other as he leaned back. “That’s because Albus can be a twat sometimes.” William replied with a shrug. He held out his hand. “You can hold it until we’re up in the air if you feel the need.”

“And what a terrible shame that would be,” he said with mock sorrow. “I was so looking forward to whatever flat puns the guide had in his script.”

“No, no. This is not how the day is going to go.” He groaned. “How the fuck did I end up having to spend time with you?”

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“We’re going to die, we’re going to die, we’re going to die.”

William let out a sigh as he looked over at the other. “Scorp, seriously. We’re in first class and the plane hasn’t even left the ground.” He flipped his sunglasses back down. “You’re going to be fine.”

“Oh my God... will you hurry up.” He stated with a frustrated sigh. “The tour is going to leave.”

“Always? I don’t see how that’s possible.”

“That’s because you were never in love with me like I a-was with you.”

“Maybe it’s too soon?” he suggested. “Maybe we shouldn’t spend time together.”

“It’s always going to be too soon, Scorp.” He replied softly. “Maybe we shouldn’t.”

Scorpius got up and followed William to the kitchen, “You’re not an idiot, William.”

“Yes, I am.” He said with a half-hearted laugh. “You don’t have to spare my  feelings, not anymore.”