Albus Potter stood and gave his friend a half pitying, half disgusted look. "This is a rare event, Scorp. I, a member of the House of Potter, agree with your father. And the spirits of the Four Founders will be needed to save your hide if Lucius and Narcissa find out about this. I know you love her..." He held out a hand to stop the objection forming on his friend’s lips. "But for you to deliver such an ultimatum. Mate,what’s going on? You’ve always struggled with uncertainty and a lack of confidence. You’ve let everything get on top of you and then you twisted it to make her the crutch you need to get through the rest of your life. Or rather that you think that’s what you need." 