Boxing Day was always the day that Albus looked forward to, because it was always structured and always the same. There were never any nasty surprises on Boxing Day, which meant he could tell Scorpius exactly what to expect so that he knew what the plan was. Scorpius smiled as he walked back into Albus’ bedroom, his grey eyes shining as he wiped his mouth of the remnants of the Pepper Imp toothpaste he was so fond of. Albus grinned and wrapped his arms around him as he sat down on the bed, reaching for his Malfoy signet ring and putting it back onto his finger. Albus ran his own fingers through Scorpius’ damp hair, brushing his blonde hair out of his face.