Prologue
My son came home from his fourth year at Hogwarts. I approached him, and a girl with wavy brown hair and brown eyes kissed him lightly on the cheek. “See you next year, Scorpius!” She waves and walks away.
Scorpius blushes and grins goofily as he walks over to me.
I smile sadly, remembering that he’s fourteen now. “Something you forgot to tell me?” I tease him.
He shakes his head and grins. “She’s rejected me so many times, but... she’s finally starting to talk to me. And now...!”
“And now she kissed you,” I finish for him.
Scorpius’s already-present blush deepens. “On the cheek, sure.” He looks at me. “Dad, don’t take this the wrong way, but... are you, um, are you gay?”
My heart beats faster and I feel my hands ball into and out of fists, my palms getting clammy. I vaguely hear Scorpius repeating the word “Dad” but I can’t answer.
That comment hit way too close to home.
Intriguing
my poor baby
rose Granger-weasley kissed scorpios malfoy, 🤔🤔hard to believe