"May as well be a shrink," Scorpius heaved a long suffering sigh. As if he didn't like being the one people went to with their problems. As if he wouldn't feel left out if his best friend and mother and boyfriend didn't come knocking on his door.
"Missed you too," he murmured, turning his head to kiss Hugo on the mouth. "How can I make you feel better? I need t'make you feel better."
Because he felt guilty. He'd lied to his father about himself. About Hugo. And it made him feel terrible.