"Why are you talking about me at all?" Caspar asked as he entered the choir room, a frown on his face. "You don't need to worry about my love life. Worry about your own, since the reason Scorpius and I broke up in the first place was because he called me Alby in bed."
Albus frowned at that. "What? No he didn't." He shook his head.
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