Scorpius stood, smiling when Albus took his hand. For once, he wouldn't mind if people took a photo of him. Even if Albus still had a bruise on his face and both of them looked like they'd been crying, he felt happy. Albus was here and everything was good.
"The bad part of it was mostly after," Scorpius told Albus, glancing at him. "When we woke up and you left. During nothing really mattered because it was with you and I love you. It wasn't how I thought it would be, and it kind of hurt, but that was okay because you told me you loved me too. Nothing could be bad."
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