Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The rest still belongs to J.K. Rowling. But I think Harry and I are going to make a plot to own Harry Potter, haha.

Harry: Yes, the last part was sweet…The end of the next chapter (not this one) not so much….The 'magic' link between Harry/Draco and James/Scorpius is intensified as time goes on. I would love to know if you come up with a catchy slogan against Greyback. Maybe James could wear it on a shirt, haha. And I am glad to know that your army is growing. Someone needs to get rid of Greyback.

Scorpius woke up in the morning, enjoying the feeling of James' arms around him. The boys had decided not to go back to their dorms but to spend the night in the Room of Requirement, with Scorpius sleeping in James' arms. James had 'manifested' a bed for them to sleep on.

"Good morning," James yawned, pulling Scorpius closer.

"Good morning," Scorpius murmured. It was silent for a few minutes.

"I've been thinking…You don't really want your father to know about Greyback, do you?" James asked.

Scorpius shook his head. "He will do something stupid."

"Then we have no choice. We have to let him think that it's me hurting you," James whispered.

"No!" Scorpius exclaimed, turning around so that he could look at James. "There has to be another way."

"There isn't, we both know that. It's better, even safer, for him to think it's me. As long as you and I know that I would never ever hurt you, then it shouldn't be a problem," James said.

"But I don't want him to think of you like that," Scorpius said, laying his head on James' chest.

"It's the only way to keep him safe," James said softly.

Scorpius sighed. "I'll write him a letter," he said, standing up reluctantly.

"I'd better write to my father as well," James groaned.

When James stood up, Scorpius took his hand. "It was your plan," he reminded James gently.

James nodded and used their entwined hands to pull Scorpius to him for a kiss before they left the room to write to their fathers. "Harry," James wrote, his stomach twisting with every lying word, "Yes, I have in fact been beating Scorpius. Do not write to me anymore. James"

"Dad, I'm fine, I can handle James. Love, Scorpius"

"James," Scorpius said after both letters had been sent.

"Yes?" James asked, smiling at Scorpius to hide the sick feeling left over from writing the letter.

"Want to go to Hogsmeade with me today? It's a Hogsmeade weekend."

"Of course I would," James said. "But we need to change out of our pajamas first."

~Malfoy Manor~

Draco read the letter from Scorpius for the hundredth time that day, allowing the anger to wash over him again. He needed to talk to the Potter brat, and fast. Tomorrow will be a good time, he thought savagely, crumpling the letter in his hand. He glanced out the window at the darkening sky, glaring at the door when someone knocked.

"Go away Potter," he growled, not moving.

"I'm not your boyfriend," Astoria said.

Draco sighed, answering the door. "What do you want?"

"To tell you that I saw Scorpius in Hogsmeade with the Potter boy today, and Scorpius looked like he had some fresh bruises," Astoria said, pretending to be concerned.

Draco hissed in anger. "I'm taking care of it tomorrow morning," he promised.

"Let me take care of you tonight," Astoria suggested, stepping behind him and rubbing his shoulders. "You're very tense."

Draco pulled away uncomfortably. "Astoria, we are over. We have been over since the moment you filled out the divorce papers."

"We don't have to be over," Astoria said, looking hurt.

Draco shook his head. "It's over Astoria. Go back to your boyfriend."

Astoria sulked off, plotting revenge.

Draco went back inside to plan what he would say to James.

"Fenrir,

"Obviously he's still after Potter. The good news is that he doesn't suspect you. He thinks it's Potter's son. It's time to step it up; the plan we discussed needs to be put into effect immediately. Draco is going to show up at Hogwarts to 'deal with' the little brat, so take care of Scorpius tonight. You will get your money in time, so calm down. "Astoria"

~Hogwarts~

James checked the Marauder's Map. Scorpius was still asleep. Good. He got dressed and went to the Entrance Hall as the letter had instructed. Draco Malfoy was waiting there with a murderous expression on his face.

"This is your only warning," he growled. "Leave my son alone. He has done nothing to you."

James was prepared to act, but it didn't stop the sick feeling from entering his stomach again. "He is your son, and you are dating my father," James said icily, raising an eyebrow.

"Scorpius is not responsible for my actions or the actions of your father. Stop taking your anger at your father out on Scorpius," Draco snarled. "I know this is about what your father has done and the fact that you think he's replacing your mother with me, but you need to let it go. Leave. Scorpius. Alone."

James was silent, glaring hatefully at Draco.

Draco left, thinking that next time, he might curse the boy. As soon as the doors shut after Draco, James sank to his knees, arms wrapped around his stomach. When Scorpius found him, James was trembling. Scorpius glanced around, and helped James walk upstairs to the Room of Requirement.

"I hate lying about that," James said quietly. "The thought of hurting you like that, or even at all, makes me feel sick."

"I know. Thank you for keeping him safe," Scorpius said, hugging James.

James nodded, returning the hug as the last of the nausea finally faded from his stomach. He stepped back to look at Scorpius, gasping at the nastiest bruises and cuts he had ever seen from Greyback. "Good thing I learned some more healing spells," he muttered, examining the scratches and bruises that covered almost every inch of Scorpius' visible skin.

Scorpius sat still as James healed them. "You do so much for me," Scorpius murmured, inspecting his newly healed skin.

"I do it out of love," James said.

Scorpius smiled and leaned against James. "What are you thinking about?" Scorpius asked.

"Nothing," James lied.

Scorpius closed his eyes, fully content.

I can't take care of this at Hogwarts, James thought, holding Scorpius. It has to wait until Easter Break. I will take care of this once and for all. I promise you that, Scorpius.