"Lies," Scorpius said with venom. He really hated it when people tried to deceive him. "You are either trying to trick me or you are a fool. And we both know that you're too intelligent for foolishness. For a muggle."
He laughed bitterly then. "Longbottom. Can you believe that shit? He was the bastard who managed it. The Kiss was far less than what he deserved." He obviously could not be swayed. "You say that my father was here. I am also told that I was seeing someone, too. And yet for someone I had allegedly loved, she is not around."
He paused. "Love is for the weak." He believed it, too. He had thought love could do lots of things. He had loved his father. But even that didn't bring him back. Nothing would.