"Maybe you need to stop complaining that you're not David Bowie and go... grab him and assert yourself or something, Albus. I mean, granted that technique hasn't really worked for me with Victoire, but it would work with Scoprius. He could fall madly in love with you and you could roll in glitter together. You're a Gryffindor, mate."
Xavier laughed. "You're too pretty to be Rider's kid," he told him. "You'd look more like me. But you may be right. Mum would probably kill Draco if you hurt yourself on the broom. Maybe you'll get lucky."
Scorpius blinked at Caspar when he was kissed, feeling startled. "It -- thank you," he said, because he wasn't sure what else to do. He'd only ever kissed Victoire before. He laughed, looking down at the scones for a moment while he weighd his options. It was just a kiss, right? And Caspar was nice. He looked up at him. "Don't apologise. It was a nice present."
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