Disclaimer: I own only the story…Not the characters. I think we all know by now they belong to J.K. Rowling.
Harry: Yes, take your anger out on Greyback, he deserves it. I honestly can't blame James for how he's acting toward his father. I do feel bad for Harry though.
Zana: I'm updating now because you asked nicely…In French…Four times… Thanks, I'm glad you like it : )
Edit: I am a little disappointed that no one asked what the first two things Scorpius thought of were, so I'm just going to tell you here: First, he thought that he wanted James back. The second thing he thought of was AVPS -yes, I know that isn't really possible, but I don't care- which reminded him of cheesecake. So he got to eat cheesecake.
Harry pulled Draco to the couch. They sat down, Harry in Draco's lap with his head on Draco's shoulder.
"You feeling better?" Draco murmured, wrapping his arms around Harry.
"A little," Harry said. They sat in silence for a while.
"Draco? Can I ask you a question?" Harry asked, tilting his head slightly so that he could kiss Draco's neck.
"Sure," Draco said, smiling.
"Out of curiosity, why did your wife leave?"
Harry felt Draco shrug. "Because I was too distracted for her. I was considering filing for divorce anyway, and trying to get partial or even whole custody of Scorpius, but she left with him before I could. A few days later, I got the divorce papers in the mail saying that I had to sign them and send them back. I've already taken care of everything with the courts, so now I have complete custody of Scorpius."
"What distracted you so much?" Harry asked.
Draco was silent for a few moments, deciding how to explain. "I became…obsessed, I guess would be the word, with the memories of my years at Hogwarts. I loved my son—I still do—but I hated the life I had created for myself. I didn't spend enough time with her because I was spending too much time with my memories." Draco paused. "Especially my memories of you, regretting the way I had treated you, pushing you away." Draco watched Harry, who was silently thinking about Draco's words.
"I've already told you that I don't hold your past actions against you," Harry said.
"I know. That doesn't mean I don't regret them," Draco told Harry.
Harry smiled and stretched to kiss his boyfriend.
~Hogwarts~
"Yes, I did want to talk. Yesterday you didn't have nearly as many bruises. Where did those come from?" James asked, folding his arms.
"Like I told you this morning, I fell out of bed," Scorpius lied.
James narrowed his eyes.
"Why do you even care?" Scorpius demanded.
"Because I love you," James said.
Scorpius shook his head. "You need to get over me, James. With our fathers together, we can't be together. It would be so much easier for everyone—"
"I don't care about what's 'easier', Scorpius!" James shouted. "To be honest, I don't care about him, or anyone else! I'm not going to just 'get over' you. Please don't make me," he said, taking deep breaths in an attempt not to cry. He hated crying, and had done more of it in the past year than he had since he was five.
"James, we will probably end up as brothers. If that is the case, then we can't be together," Scorpius said, looking away.
"I hate my father for doing this to us," James growled, leaving.
Scorpius sighed and sat down on the floor with his head in his hands. "I hate this just as much as you do, James," he whispered.
"Your little boyfriend looks delicious," a horribly familiar voice said.
Scorpius jumped. "Not again," he begged.
Fenrir Greyback walked fully into the room, staring at Scorpius with a hungry look in his eye. "You brat," Greyback growled. He hit Scorpius hard across the face, knocking him flat on his back.
Scorpius laid there, fearing for his life as he did every time he was around Greyback.
"Yesterday I told you to stay away from all of your little friends. I guess last night's little lesson didn't stick!" He slashed Scorpius' robes with nails as sharp as claws.
"No, please! I tried to get him to leave me alone, I swear!"
"Obviously not hard enough," Greyback snarled, raking his claws down Scorpius' chest.
Scorpius whimpered in pain, his eyes watering.
"If you don't get him to leave you alone, you won't be the only one getting this," Greyback threatened.
"I'll get him to leave me alone, I promise! Just please don't touch him," Scorpius said.
Greyback growled and raised his hand.
James went back to the Gryffindor common room, still angry that Scorpius hadn't told him the truth about where the bruises had come from. He sat on his bed and pulled out the Marauder's Map. He had taken it from his dad's room before they had moved out. Most of the students were in their common rooms or dorms, but a few scattered students were in the library or Great Hall. Albus and Lily were in one of the greenhouses with Neville. James looked at the dots in the Slytherin common room and dorms for Scorpius, but couldn't find him. He scanned the rest of the map carefully, but didn't see Scorpius anywhere. He must still be in the Room of Requirement, James thought. He put the Map away and changed into his pajamas, curling up on his bed, wishing that his life could go back to being good. When he woke up in the morning, it was still dark outside. James checked the Map again for Scorpius. When James still couldn't find Scorpius, he panicked. Still in his pajamas and with his chin length hair a mess, he ran to the Room of Requirement and paced as fast as he could, thinking about the room he and Scorpius had been in the night before. It took a few tries because his mind kept jumping back to Scorpius, but he finally got in. He opened the door to find Scorpius laying on the floor, robes torn and bloody, and a small pool of blood slowly spreading around him.
"Scorpius!" he yelled, running over.
Scorpius didn't move; he was unconscious. James carefully lifted Scorpius over his shoulder and carried him quickly to the Hospital Wing, where he banged on the door as hard as he could. Madam Pomfrey answered the door, took one look at Scorpius and ushered the boys inside.
"What happened?" she asked James as she poured a potion down Scorpius' throat to stop the bleeding. James explained almost everything he knew, leaving out the fact that they had been dating and that Greyback had a history of beating Scorpius.
"I will need to keep him here for a while; he has lost a lot of blood, and I need to find out what happened to him," Madam Pomfrey said, looking over Scorpius one more time.
"Can I stay until he wakes up?" James asked. "I might be able to get him to tell me what happened."
"Yes, you may. I'm going to sleep, but you have to come get me if anything happens."
James nodded as she left. He settled on the edge of Scorpius' bed to wait. While he waited, he spoke softly to Scorpius. "I really do love you," he said, gently stroking the back of Scorpius' hand. "I wish you weren't so…stubborn, although it's one of the things I love best about you. When I saw you lying there like that, it terrified me. I was afraid you were going to die. I wish I knew what happened to you, who hurt you this badly. When I find out, I will kill them," he growled. Going back to his quieter voice, he said, "I wish you could've seen me these past few days. Maybe then you would take me back…" He trailed off, remembering Scorpius' conversation with Myrtle. "Greyback," he snarled. "Scorpius, I swear to you that he will pay for what he's done to you."