Disclaimer: I need to find a way to make the disclaimers more interesting….Anyway, I don't own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. And she won't share.

Obsessive Reader: I agree, he should just tell his dad….

Harry: I enjoy giving the characters problems. Sorry about all the suckiness that I gave your life though ; ) Astoria is paying Greyback to beat Scorpius in an attempt to make Draco get close to her again….Yeah, her logic doesn't really make much sense to me either….I should try that, I wonder what my Geometry teacher would think….No, I don't think people will lock Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy in a closet until they make up. Good idea though. *looks at little 2ft X 2ft closet thoughtfully*

Scorpius scanned the table, looking for the steak. It had been almost a month since Greyback bit him, but he wasn't keeping track nearly as well as he should've been. He found the meat and loaded his plate, barely aware that he was more carnivorous than usual.

Several students around him stared as he tore into the meat. He glared at them. "Have a problem?" he demanded.

They shook their heads and hastily went back to their food. Scorpius grumbled under his breath as he finished eating. His neck had finally healed, and he was glad to not have to wear the scarf so often, but people had started staring more than ever, and it was irritating him.

As he got up to go to the common room, James caught his arm, pulling him to a nearby empty classroom.

Scorpius noted with irritation that James had a habit of going into empty classrooms, but didn't comment on it. Instead he asked "What do you want?"

James tried not to flinch at the disdainful tone in his boyfriend's voice. He knew it was only because the full moon was close. I don't want to know what he would be like without the potion, James thought. "Scorpius, you do know what is coming up, right?"

"Bedtime," Scorpius said, rolling his eyes.

"No, I meant the full moon," James said.

"Oh, that. What about it?" Scorpius asked suspiciously.

"It will be your first transformation, and I don't think you have been…paying as much attention to it as you should be," James said.

"Just leave it alone," Scorpius grumbled. "I will be fine."

"I thought I might find you two here," Albus said, opening the door.

"Can't anyone just let me go to bed?" Scorpius growled.

Albus blinked. "Is everything okay?"

"Why is everyone so concerned about me? I'm fine! I'm tired, and I want to go to sleep. I don't need you babysitting me so much James," Scorpius yelled.

James sighed, averting his face to hide the hurt he felt. This isn't him, it's just a side effect, he thought over and over. "You can go," he said quietly.

"Thank you," Scorpius said, slamming the door shut as he left. "What's wrong with him? I've never seen him act like that to anyone, especially you," Albus said.

James shrugged. "He's just tired, that's all. Why were you looking for me?"

"To ask if you've heard from Dad recently," Albus said, ignoring the glare James shot him.

"Why would I have heard from him? I told him not to talk to me anymore."

"Well, it's been about two weeks since Lily or I have gotten any letters from him, and he was kind of down because he and Mr. Malfoy broke up," Albus said.

"They broke up?" James asked blankly.

"Yeah, about a month ago. He never told you?" Albus asked.

"No, like I said, I told him not to talk to me anymore," James said. "Why did they break up?"

"Because they believe that you are the one hurting Scorpius," Albus said. "Mr. Malfoy refuses to be with Dad until you leave Scorpius alone."

James was silent, wondering why he suddenly felt guilty.

"I'm going to go to sleep," Albus yawned, leaving the room.

James started pacing. Why do I feel guilty? I should be happy; now Scorpius and I can be together, he thought. I hate him, and besides, I am not really the cause of their breakup. I haven't been hurting Scorpius; that's Greyback. Does this mean that I actually…still care about him? James shook that last thought off.

"I need to get to bed, being tired and Scorpius acting the way he is must be messing with my mind," he muttered, leaving the room.

"I thought you wouldn't be coming around anymore, considering the fact that I'm like you now," Scorpius said.

"We have gone through this conversation almost every day and I'm sick of it," Greyback growled.

"Why shouldn't I like James anymore again?" Scorpius asked.

"Because he is clearly using you. He wants his family back, so he figures that if he uses you, he can break your father and his father apart, putting his family back together. In the beginning, he was only using you to get over his mother," Greyback said. "He has never loved you. Why else do you think he never protested very much about having to keep your relationship secret?" He was taking advantage of Scorpius' confused emotions. He remembered very well what it was like to be a new werewolf, and he knew that it was easier to convince Scorpius now than it would be any other time.

~Two Days Later~

"Come on, Scorpius. This is pointless. You need to go through the secret tunnel now, the moon will be up any minute," James said.

"I don't care," Scorpius growled, pushing James away from him.

"Yes you do," James said tiredly. "Please?"

Scorpius muttered blackly, allowing James to take him to the Whomping Willow. "Maybe he was right about you."

James ignored this for the moment. "Go, I will be here in the morning."

Scorpius left and James settled down to wait, thinking about what Scorpius had said. Maybe who was right about me? What were they right about? he thought, staring up at the sky. His thoughts trailed off, leaping from subject to subject. What if Scorpius' behavior isn't just because of the transformation? What if he really just doesn't like me anymore? His heart sank as he pondered this before his thoughts jumped to something else.

Will my father be able to forgive me for how I have acted toward him? a traitorous voice whispered in the back of his mind.

I don't care, he informed the voice, glaring at the full moon that had now fully risen.

Yes you do, the traitor whispered. You do care, and you are just too afraid to admit it.

He growled and banged his head sharply against the ground, effectively returning his thoughts to Scorpius (and giving him a terrible headache), who by now would be a wolf, and was probably tearing up the Shrieking Shack. A howl split the night, far off in the distance. "I'm sorry you had to be infected," James whispered, turning his face toward the howl.