A/N: Next chapter, sorry I've not updated much but here it is. I had to put this in because I NEED to have drama somewhere as there hasn't been much in the previous chapters, so here it is.

Summer…

Al's POV

"Promise you won't find a fit guy and forget all about me Scorp!" I said.

"Al, you're the only guy I'll ever love. But I suppose I better go now; my parents don't know about everything. Owl me when you want me to come over and good luck in all your OWLs!" he replied to me.

"Oh you know I will Scorp. You should be able to come over soon!" I say as we embrace in a hug, "I love you." I whispered into his ear.

"I love you too Al." he whispered back. I smiled fondly as I saw my perfect boyfriend leave to go over to his impatient parents. I just hoped that he wouldn't find someone else. I could never love anyone else, only him. I finally walked towards my parents, welcoming Lily back home, Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione greeting Rose and Hugo close to where my mum and dad were standing.

As soon as my parents saw me they instantly crushed me with their hugs muttering I've missed yous and asking if I was ok. I brushed them off because I hated them being concerned all of a sudden. If none of the things had happened I was pretty sure they'd not give me any regard, just ignore me instead like always. Why should they be like this now? We waited for ages for James to get back. "Mum, dad can we go now? I'm bored!" I moaned.

"We need to wait for James; it is his last year after all. That reminds me, has he apologised to you and Mal- Scorpius yet?" dad asked me, using Scorp's first name instead of second accidentally as he's done so many times before.

"Errm, well kind of not…" I said not wanting to snitch on my older brother but also hoping that he'd receive punishment for this. For the fact that he hadn't even spoken to me in the last two months of the term. Scorp and I decided that we shouldn't rush the revenge and give it out in small doses and also although I hated James he was still my older brother.

Dad tutted loudly before saying, "I'll be having words with that boy!"

I smiled slightly but made it so my parents couldn't notice. "You won't be too harsh on him though dear?" asked my mum, basically telling him to let James off. I forgot that my mum wasn't completely on my side and that James was still her oldest and prized son. She didn't seem to be as accepting towards Scorp and my relationship as dad had been, but that was fine by me. Just as dad was about to reply James came strutting over, his eyes red showing me that he had recently been crying. Mum and dad hugged him, before he turned to Lily and tightly hugged her. He hugged Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, Rose and Hugo but missed me out. I didn't want to hug that homophobic idiot anyway!

I wasn't the only one who noticed that James missed me out though and dad exclaimed much to my pique, "James aren't you going to say hello to your brother?"

"Dad it's ok." I murmured. I didn't want to talk to him. He was looking at me in disgust, though not into my eyes. He couldn't seem to look into my eyes.

"What brother." Snarled James. I remembered a time when James and I were too young to care about Hogwarts and houses and we were just brothers. But Gryffindor had turned in to a prejudiced arrogant twat. From the first Christmas he had come home he was different. I liked most Gryffindors, like Lily but some of them like James and his friends with their old views and hate towards Slytherin giving my house all the blame for the war just infuriated me!

"No Al, James you have no right treating your brother like that. Apologise now!" Dad demanded. He seemed angry, which didn't happen often.

"Ok, sorry dad." James replied back looking at dad.

"James Sirius Potter. You better stop this at once! We bought you up better than this!" dad exclaimed almost shouting.

"Well you seem to being an awful job, if one of your sons wasn't bought up better and the other one is a poof!" James exclaimed back.

No one noticed me crying at the sidelines silently. I was trying not to let James get to me but it just proved far too hard. "That's it young man, I've just about had it with you! First you completely ignore your brother for being in Slytherin, then you make him attempt suicide and you don't show a single bit of remorse!" shouted dad getting out his wand from his trouser pocket.

"Calm down Harry. It isn't James' fault, don't take it out on him!" mum said putting her hand on dad's back.

"Our son could have died Ginny! But no, James had always been your favourite. Yes Al is Slytherin, yes Al is gay; but he's your son why can't you just accept it all!" dad shouted turning on Ginny. I vaguely saw Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron try to intervene but the sight was blocked by James lumbering towards me.

"What are you crying for wimp?" he snarled aggressively.

"Shut up James!" I managed to comprehend.

"Do you know what I think? I think that you are sick and you fancy me!" he said.

"Why would I fancy you? You're my bloody brother; why are you asking it do you like me?" I asked through the tears annoyed and confused by my brother's weird accusation. Had he really lost it this time?

"Why would I ever like you? I'm not a bloody poof!" James exclaimed grabbing me by the neck and pushing me against the wall. Still no one noticed, they were far too busy trying to sort out the whole argument between mum and dad. "I think you need a lesson." He snarled quietly.

I tried to shout something yet I couldn't because my throat was clenched so tightly. I stopped crying, I was a Slytherin. I wouldn't let him get the satisfaction. He pointed his wand at my chest and muttered, "Crucio."

The pain hit may straight in the chest and I bended down in pain, trying to scream but the noise not coming out, after all I couldn't even breath. It seared from my body like knifes trying sticking into my skin and there was nothing that I could do. I needed someone to notice! I started kicking trying to hit James but at this time my body was in spasms. One of my legs hit him as they went out in random directions. He loosened his grip with the pain for just a second but I used it to let out a high pitched scream, that wasn't just faked to get them to notice but actually writhing in pain. It was like my insides were burning from the insides as people twisted my limbs. Above it all I couldn't breathe with the throat as he tightened it back.

I saw my dad running up, Uncle Ron taking James away from me and dad leaning over me. The pain stopped a bit but I still was in an immense amount of pain that just wouldn't stop. Everything seemed to be drowning out; I could just hear the gasps of mum and Aunt Hermione and James's loud screams of anguish…