Excuse me if I am rushing the story, I just really need to get this done quickly!

Four hours earlier

"I hope everything goes alright for Rose," said Albus anxiously. Scorpious ignored him and carried on eating his lunch.

"Hey! Cori! What's wrong with you today?" Scorpious shrugged and played around with his food. He wasn't really feeling hungry anymore.

"Has something upset you?" asked Albus, leaning in. Scorpious shook his head.

"Nah, I'm alright. Just feeling a little sick."

"Oh. Right." He looked over at Rebecca from the Ravenclaw table, laughing with her friends'. "I might just go and talk to her," he said, smiling a little. Scorpious had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from telling Albus the truth about what Rebecca really had been up to through closed doors but smiled instead.

"Sure," Albus clapped him hard on the back.

"Hope you get better, man." Scorpious watched him walk of with an odd feeling in his stomach. It twisted uncomfortably inside his stomach, almost like it was pulling his insides out, giving him the urge to scream, to rip someone's insides out to-

"Hey, you alright, Scorp?" asked Kevin Clarkson, a Hufflepuff, taking Albus's recently vacated seat. Scorpious avoided his eyes' and looked back down at his food, his fists clenched.

"So, what's been going on?" asked Kevin, helping himself to some steak pie. Scorpious shrugged.

"Nothing much." Kevin watched him thoughtfully, chewing on his food.

"You look upset."

"I am not upset," said Scorpious through clecnhed teeth.

"Is it because of Rose?" Is she-" Before he knew it, Scorpious launched at him. He knew exactly what word had triggered his sudden attack. Rose. And before he knew it, he was sinking his fist into the boy's face, wanting it to bleed, willing his every negative emotion into him, wanting it to go away. To leave him alone, to get this insane, jealous monster out of him.

"Cori!" yelled Albus, running forward, trying to hold his arm back. Snarling, Scorpious pushed him away and turned back to the boy. He was getting pleasure out of every wince the boy echoed, after every scream he cried, he could do this forever...

"Mr Malfoy!" screamed somone, quite shrilly. Scorpious stood up to see Professor Mcgonagall run towards them, lips set in a furious line, eyes' flashing angrily. "What do you think you're doing?" Kevin groaned with pain underneath him.

"You," she snapped at Albus briskly, "Take him to the hospital wing. Now." Albus obediently walked forward and helped Kevin up. Throwing a searching look at Scorpious over his shoulder, he staggered out with the bruised and beaten boy out of the double doors and around the corner.

"What do you think you are doing?" assked Professor Mcgonagall. "How dare you..." Scorpious didn't feel guilty. Or angry. He just felt numb.

"Follow me," said Professor Mcgonagall shortly, seeming to pull herself together. Scorpious followed her, his legs feeling weak.

"In," she said, pointing to an empty classroom. Scorpious walked into it, disregardful of the desks and chairs he was banging into as he walked forward. Professor Mcgonagall slammed the door shut behind her.

"Now," she said, breathing hard as if restraining herself from punching him. "Would you like to explain what that was all about?" Scorpious shrugged. He seemed to be doing a lot of that today. It seemed to be used as an alternative for his feelings.

"So you beat up a Huffelpuff for no obvious reason?" asked Professor Mgonagall sharply.

"I guess," said Scorpious, pushing his long whitish- blonde hair out of his face. Professor Mgonagall watched him for a long moment.

"I am not a fool, Mr Malfoy," she said finally. "For putting a student in hospital, fifty points from Gryffondor will be taken." Scorpious didn't bother to open his mouth to argue. It seemed all his energy had been drained out of him.

"And...detention every day for a week, I should say," said Professor Mgonagall. Scorpious didn't say anything after this either. There was a long pause. And then Professor Mgongall's voice, remarkably softer spoke out.

"Are you sure you are alright, Mr Malfoy?" Scorpious nodded.

"Very well. Off you go," she said, opening the door again. Scorpious didn't look up at her as he passed. He walkked quickly, ignoring the students darting him looks of curiosity, his grey eyes' fixed firmly on the floor.

"Flubberworm," he hissed at the fat lady as she gazed at him. Looking offended, she hissed back.

"No need to take that tone with me, young man."

"I can use whatever tone I bloody like," said Scorpious, teeth clenched, eyes' narrowed. The fat lady sighed, knowing she wasn't going to win the argument and the portrait hole door swung open, allowing him in. Noticing the pillow, he walked over to it, gave a yell of fury and sunk his fist into it. It was a much more satisfactory feeling since the thing didn't squirm or yell in fright and agony. Scorpious sunk his fist in...again...again, his breathing becoming hard, his knuckles red.

"What's going on over here?" came a yelp of astonishment from behind Scorpious. Scorpious whirled around, wand on the ready. Then lowered it down, breathing still heavy when he noticed it was James.

"You okay?" asked James worriedly, his bright brown eyes moving over Scorpious's face.

"Piss off," said Scorpious angrily. He sat on a seat, trying hard to control his breathing, hardly aware of James taking a seat next to him.

"I heard what happened...Rebecca told me."

"While you snogged her?" asked Scorpious.

"No," said James sharply. "Honestly, Scorpious, you're going to hold this against me forever, aren't you?"

"For as long as it takes," replied Scorpious easily. James sighed and leaned back against the sofa.

"Was it true the guy was only talking to you and next thing, you're punching him?" Scorpious didn't reply.

"Was it something he said?" asked James impatiently, brushing a lock of dark hair away from his eyes'.

"No," said Scorpious softly.

"Rebecca said you looked really angry," said James after a while. Scorpious leaned back against his seat, closing his eyes. Maybe ignoring James was a good idea.- just to let the words come through one ear and drift out of the other...not letting the words process in his head..."

"You know," said James, determined not to give up without finding the answer to Scorpious's anger. "My dad always used to tell me a prblem shared is a problem halved. And it's true...when I told someone my worries, it felt like...a whole weight had been lifted off me."

"Lucky you," said Scorpious quietly.

"Yeah, lucky me. And lucky you, too, Scorpious. You've got loads of people to share your problems with. You've got me, Albus, Rose-"

"Don't say that." said Scorpious through gritted teeth. James stopped abruptly, startled.

"Say what?"

"Never mind," said Scorpious, closing his eyes' again.

"What, Rose?"

"I said don't say that!" roared Scorpious jumping up. James took a step back, eyes' wide. There was a moment of silence.

"Why? Why can't I say her name?" Scorpious looked down.

"Is it because she said something bad to you?" asked James persistently. "Are you guys still friends?"

"Just leave me alone," hissed Scorpious, turning away.

"Why won't you tell me?" asked James angrily. "Dammit, no one shares anything with me any-"

"I love her!" yelled Scorpious, eyes' blazing with hurt and anger. "I love her!" Scorpious said, burying his head in his hands. James watched him for a moment, eyes' dark.

"I see," he said softly after a while, Scorpious sat down again, head still in his hands. James watched him for a long moment. Then turned back and headed out.