"I'm Albus Potter. Lily's brother." A threatening undertone runs through the words, drawing a sob out of the poor boy. He's good, Scorpius thinks amusedly. It's not just the tone of voice or the menacing look that keeps the boy's head down, the gust of cold air underlines the act in a haunting way. "I'm sure I don't want to know exactly what you've been up to, but -"