#altober2020

[micheleblack]

Candle Scandal

Father,

Hogwarts is fantastic! I’ve been sorted into Slytherin and have already become friends with another of the new Slytherin boys. Unfortunately he seems to find our dorm room dark and scary. I know it’s asking a lot, but could you send candles and the device you gave me when I was still scared of the dark?

Scorpius

~

Dear Mr. Malfoy,

It has come to the attention of individuals within the Department of Magical Law Enforcement that a dark artefact was recently smuggled into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The severity of this breach requires an immediate search of your residence and a disciplinary hearing in front of the Wizengamot. However, due to spirited testimony from the recipient of the dark artefact, a finding of no ill intentions has been reached for your role. Consider this a formal warning. Please refrain from breaking the law in the future.

P.S. I have sent my son a nightlight, so he will no longer require the Hand of Glory. Unfortunately I am unable to return dark artefacts, so it will remain in the Ministry’s possession.

Have a nice day.

Yours sincerely,

Harry Potter

Head Auror Auror Office Ministry of Magic

~

Scorpius,

Next time you request a dark artefact for another student, please inform me ahead of time if that student is the son of the Head Auror.

Draco

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Day 4: Candles

WeakRevolution’s take on the #altober day four prompt - Candles! I thought this one was pretty funny. We are loving everyone’s reactions and votes so please keep them coming!

@clemandben​ @altobers-blog

[minervasprout]

An Albus Sandwich

@altobers-blog this is my drawing for day one hugs, just a tad late hahaha but you know how it is! <3 

My main is @motherofmercury 

[altobers-blog]

A Candle For Astoria

Albus watches his husband light the last candle.

The light flickers gently in the night-time shadows of the church and Scorpius sits, straight backed in contemplation. It’s been many years since Astoria died but time hasn’t lessened his grief. This is his ritual; a small remembrance for a mother by her son.

“I only wish the pair of you could have met,” Scorpius says, his eyes never leaving the flame. “I should have liked for you to know her.”

Albus puts his hand over Scorpius’s and holds it tightly. “I do know her,” he replies. “Through the memories you’ve shared.”

[micheleblack]

Scorpius: Hey Al?

Albus: Yeah?

Scorpius: Do I give good hugs?

*Al looks up from his fourth year homework*

Albus: Uh, yeah. Of course you do! Why would you think otherwise?

Scorpius: Well, Montague said that Rose heard that my parents didn't hug me enough as a child and thus I don't-

Albus: Those bloody idiots know nothing!

Scorpius: *still distraught* And then you said snakes don't hug - 'they sssssssnuggle'-

Albus: That's because that's the Parseltongue translation Scorp - not a slight on our house!

Scorpius: Oh.

Scorpius: So I do give good hugs?

Albus: The best. Because they're from you.

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My beta and I decided to participate in @motherofmercury and @eleonorapoe's altober-fest. This is my entry - I will be posting my beta's separately. Your notes will vote on the 'best-take' each day.

[micheleblack]

Albus: Wait. Hold up. So you’re telling me-

Scorpius: Yes.

Albus: That Godric’s Hollow-

Scorpius: YES.

Albus: Is named after Godric Gryffindor?

Scorpius: Honestly, I love you, but sometimes you’re so thic-

Albus: With two ‘cc’s.

Harry: Uh boys? I don’t care, but I don't particularly want to hear it over breakfast.

Albus: *blushing* Sorry.

Harry: -and it’s okay. I didn’t put the connection together either. Ask your Aunt Hermione sometime.

Scorpius: Aw- like father like son! Isn’t it great Albus?!

James: *spits out his tea*

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#altober Day 6: Godric's Hollow - was a bit of a challenge but I love how it turned out. What do you think?

[micheleblack]

“Potions is an art," Professor Slughorn began, "and all arts continue to advance over time. There were many potions thought to be impossible, but some of us see that as a challenge. The Elixir of Life was the first. Felix Felicis came after. Yet there still remains one elusive potion. Can anyone tell me what it is?

Albus raised his hand confidently. "The perfect love potion, sir."

"Correct, five points to Slytherin." With a wave of his wand, the board behind Slughorn revealed the details of their assignment for the day. "Amortentia is the closest we've been able to come to replicating love, and yet it's still so far from the real thing. Don't forget your protective gear on this one. Now, start brewing."

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"Shit, what could we have done wrong?" Albus was practically pulling out his hair over their cauldron. It had been going so well.

"I mean it kind of looks all right," Scorpius encouraged. 

Albus glanced down into the cauldron. The sheen was just right, but there was no steam. No steam meant no Amortentia. No Amortentia meant he'd failed a brew for the first time. There was one last thing he had to test. Glancing up to make sure Slughorn was distracted, Albus removed his nose covering and smelled the air. Nothing... 

"Albus!" Scorpius warned. "You'll get overwhelmed by—" 

"Relax, Scorp. It doesn't have a smell." Albus let out a defeated sigh. 

Tentatively Scorpius raised his own mask, took a quick sniff, and swiftly replaced his mask. "Wow, you're right," he agreed, removing his mask completely and setting it beside Albus's on their workbench. He shuffled over and put a hand on Albus's shoulder, knowing what his potion brewing skills meant to him.

"Boys! What are you doing?" Slughorn raced his portly body over to their area. "Put your masks on. This room is filled with Amortentia vapor." 

Albus looked up in confusion. "I can't smell anything, Professor. I mean, besides Scorp's cologne"—he gestured towards his best friend standing right beside him—"but that's normal."

"Actually, Al, I stopped wearing my cologne because you said it was distracting you."

"Huh?" Albus turned to Scorpius. “You didn’t have to do that. I didn’t mind it, honest”

Slughorn had a perplexed look on his face as he turned to Scorpius. "Mr. Malfoy, do you smell anything?" 

"Nothing, I swear! Well, okay I guess I can smell the coconut from Al's moisturizer, but he always gets self-conscious when I mention it."

"Scorp..." Albus's voice sounded shaky. "I swapped to an unscented moisturizer a while back." The two boys stared at each other. 

Slughorn leaned over their cauldron, inspecting their potion. "Now what have you two managed to brew here?"

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altober Day 28: Love Potion 

How adorable is WeakRevolution’s take?

@altobers-blog @clemandben @eleonorapoe

[micheleblack]

"Scorp!" Albus moaned. "You really need to stop teasing me like this. At least wait until we get back to our bed.

Ignoring his words completely, Scorpius continued to kiss up Albus's neck. "No one is here right now, Al. We have the Common Room all to ourselves. Why waste it? I've always wanted to fuck you into this couch."

Albus shuddered at Scorpius's words. So close to giving in, but he couldn't. "The portraits... they are watching us."

"Let them," Scorpius growled into his ear before slipping a hand down Albus's back.

"Okay," he squeaked. The last coherent word he managed before long pale fingers found his hole.

Meanwhile, outside the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, a crowd was gathering. "It's been three fucking hours," James complained, glaring at the empty canvas. "Where the fuck could she be?"

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altober Day 29: Common Room

WeakRevolution’s take. So scandalous. ;)

@altobers-blog @clemandben @eleonorapoe

[micheleblack]

Ginny: Where’s your brother?

James: He’s up in his room with Scorpius.

Ginny: What are they doing up there?

James: How should I know? Probably polishing Scorpius’s broomstick.

Ginny: *heads towards Al’s room* That door better not be closed, Albus!

[inside Al’s room]

Albus: Shit, my mom’s coming!

Scorpius: What should we do?

Albus: Here, take your broom while I hide the Chudley Cannons merch.