albus pressing a finger to scorpius’s lips to playfully shush his rambling, and scorpius instinctively taking it into his mouth without breaking eye contact. just staring up through his white lashes while albus short-circuits.
albus has freckles everywhere. across his shoulders, down his arms, on his thighs. scorpius once decided he was going to kiss every single one of them.
three years later he’s still finding new ones and refuses to admit the mission is impossible.
but even when i’m quiet
i love you, baby, i promise
and i hope i never see what your face looks like going
a face i swear that i could spend my whole life knowing
the concept of albus’s ferret being present for the entirety of the cursed child. like they’re watching harry’s parents die and albus just has a ferret in his pocket because he carries it around everywhere.