<strong>Name:</strong>Albus Severus Potter<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Master Staircase, Student Dormitories<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Scorpius, Lily<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Albus met his sister's incredibly public and loud affection with the most dignity he could possibly muster, the pinch on the cheek was particularly humiliating (but really he was loving every moment of it, it was his sister after all). He reached out to teasingly mess up her red hair. Off course at that moment Scorpius Malfloy had decided to make one of his immature quips, Albus turned his head and shouted “Really Scorpius that was lazy, you can do better.” Albus had been determined from the time they were at Hogwarts together to not start any sort of rivalry with the Malfloy family. He was not going to forge himself into the cliché everyone wanted him to be, and Scorpius was a perfectly respectable man (he was annoying as hell, but Albus couldn't admit it) so it was best to avoid bickering if possible.  But there was time to worry about that later; he hadn't seen his sister in so long.<br/><br/>“I missed you Lily,” he said with a slight smile “I would tell you that you look great but you already know that.” Albus happily accepted the present she had for him as well “No wait let me guess, maybe a pair of new socks,” he said, as he accepted the cologne bottle he knew was coming. Albus was clearly above such silly fashion trifles (well not really he worried constantly about his suits) but he loved the colognes his sister bought him, and he had to admit they made him smell pretty good. “I’m sure it’s wonderful, as usual little sister. But I must say I’m a little cross with you. I nearly killed myself making you a special gift for your 21st and you just up and ran off without saying goodbye. I don’t even want to give it to you now.”<br/><br/>Albus slid his long fingers into his jacket and pulled out a little vial, smaller than a thimble, which contained a drop of golden liquid “Felix Felicis, the luck potion. It’s only six hours’ worth so use it wisely. And don’t you dare say I never do anything for you” He dropped the vial into her hand, giving her what could be considered a dangerous potion against his better judgment. But he really couldn't deny her anything, why else sink so much time and effort into a potion nearly impossible to make?<br/><br/>“Well sounds like you had a lovely time in Paris, but just because my definition of fun is different from yours doesn't mean I don’t know how to have it,” he huffed, indignant “I’ll have you know that I had plenty of fun at my internship at the Department of International Magical Cooperation, I got to help design the next Triwizard Tournament” (come to think of it, he might have made it too hard, sicking Demeantors at wizards of that age…) “and you know, got to deal with a lot of the most engaging issues of our time. I’m sure you’d call it boring adult stuff” (She would, but that was why he loved her).<br/><br/>“As for James, well I can’t answer that one, I got one postcard from him saying he was sorry he couldn’t visit us but he was too busy having the time of his god damn life. Really that boy.” Soon the three Potter siblings would be all back in one place. Imagine the trouble that was going to be. But for the moment, he was happy to be with his annoying little sister again.<br/>