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Morning Surprise

Summary:

Being woken up by a scream is less than ideal in Lucian's opinion, but finding Potter in their dorms, cuddled up to Marcus was certainly something.

Written for the HP Shipuary 2023 - Day 15 [BYO] MF/??
• Fluffbruary - Day 15

Notes:

• I do not own Harry Potter and English is not my native tongue.

Also if someone has an idea for the title, I'm listening (no seriously... finding a title is always so hard TT_TT.)
By the way, should I put the underage warning or not?

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

On the morning of February 15, the day started with a loud yell echoing through the Slytherins' dorms. The loud yell was coming from a certain Peregrine Derrick, a Slytherin 7th year on the Quidditch team. 

The Beater was sitting on his bed and staring at the four-poster bed in front of him in shock.

"Wha - Whass goin' on?" Lucian Bole asked from his sprawled position on his own bed. 

Peregrine's scream had managed to awaken the rest of their dorms, if not the rest of the Slytherins.

"He – Marcus, he -"

He didn't finish his sentence because he wasn't sure how to say it. What was he supposed to say anyway?

Instead, he extended his arm toward Flint's bed and pointed a finger at it.

"Look!"

Lucian blinked blearily before sitting up to take a look at what had managed to shock his moronic roommate (What? He didn't like being awakened that abruptly). Then he startled. The sight that greeted him managed to awaken him a whole lot more than Peregrine's yell had.

"What the Hell!?" he whispered-yelled, eyes blown wide.

Marcus was lying on his bed but he wasn't alone. That alone would have surprised the two Slytherins because as far as they knew, their friend had never been interested in anyone – not enough to actually drag them back to his dorms anyway. That was not what shocked them though. It was the identity of the second person laying in bed with the ill-tempered Marcus Flint.

"How did that happen?" Lucian wondered quietly.

He was not expecting an answer but Peregrine only shrugged in answer.

"No freakin' clue."

The only thing that truly stopped them from freaking out was that both boys wore clothes (small mercies). Or well, some kind of pyjamas. Flint was shirtless of course, but to be fair he always slept shirtless anyway. The second boy – because it was a boy- was at the very least wearing a T-Shirt and Lucian was not about to check if he was wearing anything else. He was not a creep, thank you very much.

"Why... How come I didn't know?" Peregrine muttered almost brokenly.

Lucian rolled his eyes at his friend's antics. Peregrine was very much a gossip among the Hogwarts' population and was usually one of the first to know things in Slytherin. Clearly, if you wanted blackmail material, you had to go to Peregrine.

"I mean, maybe it's new," Lucian whispered.

Peregrine gave him a flat look:

"Marcus never brought anyone in his bed. That means it's serious. Which in turn means that it can't be all that new. He's not the kind of person to do things on impulse."

Yeah, right. Marcus had, after all, been placed into Slytherin for a reason.

"But still... Potter! We should have heard some things. I should have known at the very least," Peregrine muttered indignantly.

Lucian snorted, earning a glare from his roommate.

A sniffle brought their attention back to Marcus just in time to see Potter roll back a little and nuzzle Marcus in his sleep.

Okay, that was kinda adorable - but they'll never admit it out loud. They weren't stupid; that would give Potter way too much power. They were Slytherins and unlike some idiots that they would not name, they could see through Potter's public mask. They knew perfectly well that there was more to the young man than the naive "Golden Boy" image that he presented to the world.

"Are you going to stare all day?" a flat voice asked them.

Peregrine and Lucian jumped and looked at Marcus' bed. Potter was awake. He was awake and he was looking at them with amusement shining in his emerald eyes.

Lucian blushed in embarrassment and glared at Peregrine. He wouldn't have been caught staring if his friend hadn't woken him up to begin with.

"What – err... What are you doing here, Potter?"

Peregrine was clearly trying to not show how awkward he was feeling but that wasn't helping. Lucian raised a brow at Peregrine but the other boy ignored him and he rolled his eyes. Rude.

Potter's eyes glimmered.

"It was Valentine's Day, yesterday."

... Okay?

Potter rolled his eyes.

"And you wonder why you're still single..." Lucian heard him mutter (why was everyone so rude to him today:?) before continuing a bit louder. "We had a date. It ended up pretty late and Marcus invited me to stay."

Peregrine blinked:

"Uh. And here I thought Marcus was a boor who'd remain single his entire life."

A giggle escaped Potter but he went quiet when he saw Marcus move in his sleep.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Lucian snickered as Peregrine gave the Gryffindor an indignant look. Neither had expected the boy to talk back, especially not in defence of their fellow Slytherin (even if the other boy was obviously teasing, just like Peregrine before him).

"Oh, wait. That's not true. You do have that off-and-on thing with Julianus Smith."

At that, Lucian choked on his saliva. From his place near his bed, Peregrine went pink and Lucian realised that Potter was right. Peregrine did have a thing with the Hufflepuff prefect.

Oh Merlin, how did he never realise? It was obvious now that he thought about it. Peregrine was always teasing the other male, always badgering him about the Hufflepuff and calling that guy "Pretty boy".

And here Potter was just smiling, content. He must have known for a while and he was only now making his move. If Lucian had been more awake, he would have been a little bit frightened by that but he was too tired to come to the conclusion of Potter's plans (clearly the kid was gathering allies in an odd way but it was working somehow. Lucian was reluctantly impressed.).

The younger boy grinned and laid his head against Marcus' torso.

Lucian looked away; it looked so intimate he couldn't stand to look further. Peregrine, on the other hand, was more than happy to ogle at the couple.

"Uh... How long have you guys been dating?"

Potter snuggled against his boyfriend (Lucian never thought he would ever think of Flint as someone's boyfriend but, oh well.) and smiled:

"Four months."

Four months - .... FOUR MONTHS!?

How did they manage to remain secret boyfriends for so long? And... wow, Lucian never thought Marcus would actually date someone. Or that someone would be able to handle and tolerate Marcus for so long.

That was... That was impressive. But seriously, how did they manage to be together without anyone noticing? Hogwarts was a gossip mill. Surely someone would have said something? They couldn't possibly have been together for four months (four months!) without being caught at least once. Marcus was subtle but not that much.

Lucian watched Potter cuddle his friend, rolling closer and rubbing his face against Flint's firm chest like a content cat.

Yup, he thought, looking away with a flushed face. It was too intimate to watch.

He was trying to find his missing sock – what an idiot, he could have just accioed it- when he heard muffled whispers behind him. Looking back, he noticed at once that Flint was awake and conversing with his boyfriend (what an odd word to use). His friend had his arms wrapped around Potter's waist and the Gryffindor was grinning, snuggled up to his partner. Music was coming from an old radio that Peregrine had brought back to Hogwarts. Apparently, the moron found it in a yard sale (a muggle event or something) and couldn't bear to leave it at home. Considering the fact that his parents were not the most accepting of Muggle things and had a problem with respecting boundaries, it was probably for the best.

The radio volume was low but Lucian could hear a nice beat and Potter was humming under his breath. It seemed like he knew the song. The sight of him singing under his breath while cuddling Flint was strangely domestic.

Yeah, definitely too intimate for him.

He wanted out.

If he didn't leave now, he was going to behave like Terence and moan and envy couples.

He would not stoop so low!

He wouldn't!

 

[Spoiler alert: He did. By the next morning, both he and Peregrine were whining to their friends about their sad single lives.]

PS: Seeing as Peregrine's yell didn't rowed all the Slytherins to their dorms, you could probably tell that random screams early in the morning were a recurring thing in Slytherin area. 

Notes:

Now translated into Portuguese: AnaMartins3458