"Oh shut up," he spat at Scorpius and took a gulp of his ale. "I'm not claiming you made me any way, you bloody wanker. I'm just telling you what happened." Happened. Past tense. Talk about a punch to the gut.
"Your food is almost done? Sure you don't want it to go?" He didn't want to be around Scorpius right now. Seeing him was awful and painful and Hugo tended to avoid things that upset him. Okay, so that was usually after he blew up and screamed at someone. "I doubt you want to sit around and look at your best friend's queer little brother all night."