As he frantically fumbles for the wand he'd dropped (again - next time he'll clench it permanently between his teeth), Albus drops the box of cakes as if struck by lightning and stares at his father in bewilderment. His heart is pounding in his chest, his head is throbbing as if in a fever, and Scorpius, who just can't find the bloody wand, already sees himself being overpowered by Harry -