Scorpius looked at Albus for a moment, weighing the stupidity of kissing him to show him why he'd called Caspar Albus and then decided that losing his best friend today too probably wasn't a great idea. He looked down at their hands. Albus thought he was an idiot. "I'm used to you waking me up. It tickled. I'm just... used to it being you."
"Caspar, you're crying and turning your scone into soup. Of course something's wrong." Xavier touched the small of his back, giving him a concerned look. "If you won't tell me, do you want me to go get Scorpius?"
"No, Brutus." Ana sat up and grabbed him, pushing him back on the bed and crawling into his lap. She wrapped her hand around him again. "Just... let me get the hang of it," she said, stroking him again.
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