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Scorpius is glad for the interlude he shared with Albus a couple of weeks ago because there's been nothing but work since.

A lot of work.

It seems the professors had thought their seventh year students comfortably resettled into Hogwarts life and preparations for NEWTs could truly commence.

(Mind the work has kept students from gossiping too much and the boys have been able to stop what worrying they'd been doing, but awful can not begin to describe how bad it's been otherwise.)

Maybe there are some students who live for such times, but Scorpius is certainly not one of them. He's had enough.

And having had enough means seeking out Milliways.

It takes a few wrong turns into empty, unused broom closets - the usual door having not worked - but Scorpius eventually finds his way.

He stumbles in, looking every bit the strung-out, sleep-deprived student that he is.

An ecstatic "Hah!" escapes him before he's throwing himself on one of the couches and hugging a cushion.

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Scorpius shrugs.

As best he can, being all snuggly and curled up on the couch.

"Is that odd?"

"A little, yes," Orpheus says honestly. "Boys your age..."

" - Oh."

He'd been hoping Orpheus would assure him it wasn't.

Now ...

Now, not wanting to be thought of as odd, he does an about-face.

"It's not - I'm not waiting. I - I want to have it. A lot of it. It's only - It's - We've been busy."

"Too busy for sex."

Right up there on the list of 'things Orpheus can't fathom.'

"...how old are you again?"

Scorpius' face is burning, feeling rather humiliated as he is about now.

"That's not - I don't mean busy - I - Finding the opportunity to is difficult.

"There's, uhm - Professors, and others students, and ghosts, and, uhm - Portraits too."

"There's Milliways."

Milliways is clearly the answer to all sex-related problems.

" - Right. There is."

Milliways is an answer for a lot of problems.

Scorpius can't argue against it.

"So, I, uhm - I could find Albus now, then.

"And we could, uhm - We could get a room, him and I."

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"You could," Orpheus says. "If that is what you want."

His ideas on the subject are no longer conventional. His father bought him a slave specifically for this purpose, so he's a bit out of touch with how it's done these days.

Maybe Orpheus' ideas on the matter are a bit ... ancient.

It'd be nice if Scorpius stopped to consider such. He might try standing up for himself. He could use a bit of work in that area, after all.

"I do want," he tries to insist, sounding more freaked out by the idea than anything. "I mean - Why wouldn't I want to? It's - I do."

"Have you told him?"

He figures that would be enough.

"I, uhm - No?"

Does that mean -

Is he safe for now? Because -

"I should have that conversation with him. Because - That's a conversation to have, right? And not one I should spring on him. Especially not with all the homework and all we've had lately. So I should, uhm - I should wait.

"To have the conversation. Not the, uhm - Other stuff. Because I'm not 'waiting.'"

"I'm not sure there's a way to build up to this conversation. And what does the homework have to do with it?"

Yeah, he's never been to school either.

"Because - I promised Albus I wouldn't distract him from classwork."

(Well. Not exactly.)

"And - And there has to be some way to, uhm - To ease into it. At the very least."

Have another arched eyebrow. "I think the way to ease into it is snogging."

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