Challenge #3, Independence
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Albus stood straight, proud. In his hand was his boyfriend's hand, firmly clasped. In front of him stood his parents. He said nothing. They said nothing. Scorpius squeezed his hand and Albus smiled softly, his gaze flickering to him for a fraction of a second.
There was nothing to fight about, nothing to face in defiance. Yet his parents were speechless, presented with absolute proof of their son's love interest.
"Well." His father cleared his throat. "When I said you shouldn't follow in my footsteps, this wasn't quite what I meant."
"I know." Albus grinned. "I do my own thing."