Tonight We're Gonna Give It 35%

Scorpius Malfoy sat on the Hogwarts Express, leaning back against the side of the bench seat, arms wrapped around the only person he’d ever fit with so effortlessly within his entire life, enjoying the calm vibrations of little bumps and shakes as they traveled their way toward London; away from Hogwarts, away from the past three months, away from heartache and uncertainty and fear. It was one of the first times in his young life that he felt like everything was going to be all right, that with Albus by his side, nothing could possibly go wrong. It was a strange feeling, not that he hadn’t ever felt safe or contented or what have you, mostly for the fact that nothing had really changed. Albus was still Albus, he was still Scorpius, and they were still together. Somehow, all it felt a little more complete.Everything was perfect. They’d made it through the first half of the school year; they’d figured out their not so simple yet entirely simple feelings for one another; and in a few days, they’d be happily spending the New Year together. Nothing could put a damper on his happy mood.---Sequel to Little by Little