Unhealed wounds ? Drarry ; Scorbus

«Hey, you...»

Albus' voice was a whisper and it arrived like a mumble to Scorpius' ears.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he tried to get up from the bed where he was lying. Just tried, however, because of course, he didn't succeed, Albus placing a hand on his shoulder and stopping him for doing so.

«Your body must be...» he muttered, a faint smile on his lips, «Don't push it until it breaks more than it has already had»

From his paleness, from his weak tone, from the way his lips opened, Scorpius understood there was something wrong almost instantly.

«What happened?» when the blond spoke, his voice was hoarse, raspy as if he hadn't said a word for ages.

They were in their bedroom in the dormitory and from looking around, Scorpius understood he was in the shorter's bed and that it must have been late in the evening since the lights were on and the reflections in the lake's water were darker than the usual.

«You know what happened» Albus sighed heavily «You got involved and the hex hit you, of course» he got up from where he was sitting but remained standing up, his back against the wall «You fell on the ground. You fainted».

«How long have I been unconscious?»

«Four hours».

They both fell silent and the blond lowered his head, not able to look at the brunette next to him in the eyes.

Until Scorpius suddenly noticed something and spoke again, «But my clothes... why am I in my pyjama? How is it possible?»

The room fell completely silent once more and, for a moment, the blond forgot to have spoken.

«I saw them. The scars.»

No, no, no. This is not the moment it's supposed to happen. Scorpius thought. I'm not ready. He's not ready.

«A-And?» his voice cracked.

«Why didn't you tell me?» the young Malfoy unexpectedly raised his head at those words and their eyes locked almost immediately «I mean, I had understood there was something wrong, because you haven't been wearing a short-sleeved shirt since we got back from the Christmas holiday and, even after having showered, you never came back to the bedroom just with a towel like you used to» he paused, sighing again as if there was a huge stone on top of his chest which he needed to get off as soon as possible.

«But I thought it was because you were cold. We have just entered February and you have always suffered cold temperatures. But even after flying class, you never changed in front of me,» he stopped for a moment, «So I thought I was the problem. You didn't want me to see you...» he blushed for a second, glancing at the floor «Naked. Or half-naked. Or whatever that is.»

«Why wouldn't I if I never had problems with that?» Scorpius murmured.

«I don't know, maybe...» tick tack, tick tack, he's gonna discover that little secret of yours, Scorpius «Maybe you don't want me the way I want you so you didn't want to give me... fake hopes»

«In what way I shouldn't want you?» the taller knew it, he just wanted to hear it.

Albus' cheeks heated «You know what way» he reddened furiously. Scorpius grinned. However, his grin was weak, not so pleased.
The green-eyed shook his head and his brows furrowed «Sexually. But don't try to change the subject now».

Still staring at him right in the eyes, Scorpius noticed how worried and lost Albus looked, although the brunette was trying to hide it.

They had come so far and he was going to ruin each progress they had made in just one minute.