"Then show me!" The words were out of his mouth before he could think of stopping himself. There was no anger in the words but a slight hint of desperation.
"I'm here because I want to know that you are sorry for what you did to Scorpius, that you wouldn't do that again, that you are not on your way to become the person who killed my parents and let Sirius rot in jail for twelve years. I'm asking you to show me what is different." He sighed, running his hand through his hair because he could not even begin to understand what they saw when all he got was a shrug. There had to be something more.
"Why should I not assume that you'll do it all over again if you get the chance?" he asked, his voice soft, tired. "Please tell me, show me, that you are different."