"Albus, you have gone over six months unable to spend a moment away from Scorpius without having a panic attack. I think he just – worried. He was confused. That’s all." Albus nodded, showing that he understood. "Do you want to talk about what’s going on? Are you feeling nervous about going back to Hogwarts?" Harry gave Albus a tap on his shoulder, making him flinch slightly. He shuffled to the left, letting his father take a seat beside him. He wasn't sure how to answer that question, and he knew Harry must have picked up on it. "Or rather - are you feeling any better?" He coughed. "After your cold."