#scorbus fic

[lettingtimepass]

Okay I think I finally finished the first draft of my newest Scorbus WIP! The format is something different that I've never tried before, so hopefully people vibe with it! 🥰

[otpcutie]

Heart-Shaped (0.6k)

A/N: It's reveal time, yay! This was my submission for @sugar-n-spice-scorbus-fest 2026. I was inspired by prompt 23. Shoutout to Lexi_Leckstar for beta-ing!

Summary (Scorbus, G): Scorpius enlists Albus to help him woo Rose, by baking her cookies. But should he really be wooing someone else?

Contains: friendship, baking, fluff, developing relationship (more on AO3)

Preview below:

“Are you sure this is going to work?” Albus asked incredulously, staring at the messy array of ingredients in front of him.

Scorpius smirked. “Of course it’s going to work. It has to.” He shrugged and put his hand out. “Now pass me an apron.”

Albus rolled his eyes and gave him an apron, while taking one for himself as well. Scorpius went to tie it behind his back and struggled. Albus snorted fondly. 

“Here, let me…” He fastened the back of it. “But did we have to do it the Muggle way?”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Oh my god. I just finished We Had Found the Stars and cried real tears 😭😭 100% required reading for any Scorbus fan. Thank you to the folks who recommended it! 🥹

[lettingtimepass]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter Characters: Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley Additional Tags: Genderqueer Character, Genderqueer Scorpius Malfoy, Coming Out, Comfort, Post-Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, Older Albus and Scorpius, Engaged Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter Summary:

When 20-year-old Albus and Scorpius get engaged on a whim, they make it very clear to their parents they don’t want a big wedding. As a compromise, Draco insists on throwing them a fancy engagement party at Malfoy Manor. As they’re trying on their dress robes, Scorpius has a realization that he can’t ignore anymore.

Inspired by Aidan Close’s red carpet look 🥹 

[dustyspines]

happy one year (and a day late) anniversary to summer of seventeen ♡

i say it about every fic i post but this one was so very special to me :-) every word i wrote of it felt so decisively true and each day i get a kudos email for it i preen because, yeah - i'm always going to be proud of this one!

to reminisce, here is a screenshot of the original monthly calendar i put together in my first ever plan:

and here is a screenshot of the excel spreadsheet i used to track the amount of words for each individual day, how those days split into chapters, what the content of the chapters was and then, in the last column, which lines from which songs would be the title and then the summary of each chapter:

as always, you can find the fic here. i may be biased, but i think summer is the best time to read it :)

[getchoux]

help me find a scorbus fic!!!

i've been trying to find this one scorbus fic, i think i read it in ao3...? or is it fanfiction.net??? i dont actually remember😭 but as far as i remember, it's a no-magic/muggle AU where the malfoys just moved besides the potters and they were neighbours ... albus was kidnapped by his art (?) teacher who was obsessed with him and scorpius found him i think????? it was a pretty light fic and very fluffy and i've been DYING to read it again T_____T it was like my comfort fic 💔💔💔💔

[yannfredericks]

life after cut scene

I’ve been working away at the next life after chapter whenever I’ve got the time/energy and came across this snippet I’m pretty proud of!! unfortunately I don’t think it’s going to fit in the chapter in the context I’ve written it in (hopefully I’ll rework it into something later!!) but thought I’d share it anyway! scorbus are the romione stans of all time <3

“They’re sweet,” Scorpius whispers, head lulling towards his shoulder again. “I hope they’re in love in all the other universes, too.” He’s thinking of Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, Albus is sure of it. He recognises that specific kind of wistful. He’s heard Scorpius’s stories from his three days in Voldemort’s world. He remembers them lying in silence the first time they’d been alone together after returning from Godric’s Hollow. Separate beds but the weight of what they’d just lived through choking them both all the same. Albus had been staring blankly up at the ceiling, eyes unfocussed and thoughts ricocheting like bombs around his mind, while the tension between the pair of them came steadily to the boil. “Are we going to talk about it?” Scorpius had whispered eventually, and Albus had flinched as if he’d been shot. In the resulting silence, Scorpius had pleaded, “Albus.” “I don’t think I can.”

It was a shameful confession, but it was the truth and he owed Scorpius that much. He hadn’t been to see Craig at that point and the guilt of it all was eating him alive, rotting his flesh and consuming all his senses. He spent a lot of time sleeping, trying to avoid consciousness because being awake meant being aware, but without an outlet his dreams were quickly invaded, and the nightmares started with devastating intensity.

“Okay.” Scorpius’s voice was small, retreating back inwards, but it wasn’t Albus’s desire to silence him. In all their years of friendship, Scorpius’s frequent rambles and long-winded rants were never something Albus wanted to put a stop to. It was probably more revealing than he’d realised at the time, the desperate way he hung onto every word that fell from Scorpius’s lips, every sentence, stutter, and stumble. “Will you tell me something nice?” he asked instead. Anything to distract him from the shadow inside him expanding like an oil spill, dark and suffocating. Scorpius had hummed, and then in his own very clever way, managed to fulfil both their desires without compromising their delicate states. “Your Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron are really in love.” He’d said, surprising the breath out of Albus. “I think we could have gone to every universe imaginable and never have found one where they didn’t love each other. It’s nice to know that love like that exists.” He’d cleared his throat then and corrected himself, “Still exists.” Astoria. “I’m sorry,” the words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. It was all he’d been saying for days. “It’s okay,” Scorpius had reassured him, “it’s a nice thing. That they love each other like that. I’m glad they’re happy here. They deserve it. They deserve it in every universe, but I’m glad they have it in this one. I think it’s really special.” “It is.” Albus had agreed. It was true, his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione loved each other something fierce, but there was also an eternal kind of youthfulness to it that always struck Albus as particularly sincere. It was in the way Ron chased her around at their family dinners, the way Hermione would swat him with a tea towel, a book, anything she had in her hands, and the way he’d catch it and pull her in for a kiss, both giggling. Albus would avert his eyes and Rose would groan, but it hardly mattered. They weren’t doing it for anyone but themselves. “They’re getting married again, you know.” Scorpius had made a delighted sound that Albus wanted to evoke in him forever. “Really?” “I overheard them talking about it outside of the Hospital room while we were getting checked up. I don’t think they’ve said anything yet, but they’re going to do some ceremony, I think.” “Marriage renewal.” Scorpius hummed. He sounded out the words like they were some relaxing incantation, Albus could hear the smile in his voice. “That’s romantic.” “Do you want to come?” Albus had asked then, inspired by his wistful sigh. “I mean, I don’t know any of the details or even if they’ll be having guests, but if they do, would you like to come?” “With you?” “Yeah,” he had swallowed, pushing down his fear that he was spoiling it already with this unspoken thing welling up inside him that wanted to hold Scorpius’s hand, “with me.” “I think that would be the nicest thing of all.” Back in the train carriage, Albus watches Scorpius watch Yann and Polly and feels that same flowery feeling blooming in his chest. “I hope they are too.”

[dustyspines]

summer of seventeen

Scorpius is a summer constellation. Albus is a Muggle. They are seventeen and searching for a way to make their final summer holiday a little less lonely when they meet on a lakeside bank at sunset. The world is their oyster, these aging England streets are their playground. It starts in July as they discover, together, the tactile way love and life can make, break, bleed, and mend.

chapter one: so we talk 'til we're sick chapter two: the nights were cold but we kept them hot chapter three: can we stay in this dream? chapter four: but I'm not who I thought I'd be chapter five: there's something dark hanging over my head chapter six: I had so many crashes that I couldn't feel at all chapter seven: I love you more than being seventeen epilogue: a malfoy

read on ao3 here ♡