#poor scorp

I was tagged by @coriesocks @goldentruth813 and @aibidil to share the last line(s) I wrote, thanks guys!! This, of course, comes from my one and only project right now, which is SHAB and while it’s not strictly the last line I wrote, it’s my favourite little moment from the past 24 hours of writing (soz to my friends who have already seen this, I have no self control when it comes to sharing snippets, I have edited it though!)

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Scorpius was showered, half dressed and in the bathroom drying his hair with a jet of air from his wand when he heard the Floo flare into life. He smiled to himself and abandoned drying his hair to go and greet his husband, not caring that he was only wearing the smart shirt he’d chosen and his pants and socks (his trousers were hanging waiting for him to cast pressing charms over them).

So he got an unexpected shock when, instead of Albus, he arrived in the living room to see Ginny Potter stepping out of the fireplace and dusting herself off. He was stood there, frozen a few steps into the living room, in just his underwear, staring at his mother-in-law.

“Oh! Um!” Scorpius hastily stepped out of the room and tried to inconspicuously hide behind the door.

“Sorry, Scorpius!” Ginny called. “I thought Albus would have told you I was coming.”

“He must have forgotten!” Scorpius replied, as if it was normal for him to stand outside the room like this.

There was a pause.

“You can go and put your trousers on, I’ll wait here,” she said in an even voice.

“Right! Yes, I’ll… I’ll do that now.” Scorpius felt his ears burn as he scampered back to his and Albus’ bedroom.

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