I sat in the class room mc magnngal staring down at the 4 of the us. Harry and Ron were glaring daggers at me and malfoy as well bolth groaned at the abdudrity of the situation.

"Excuse me mrs. Mcgonnagal?" I asked raising my hand, and waiting for her to respond.

"Yes, Mr Di Angelo?" She responded looking down at me her glasses resting low on her nose as well all sat in her office.

"I understand why me, ron and harry are in detention but why is draco malfoy? He never responded to the attack." I said as politely as possible. Keeping my posture rigid in my high back wooden chair.

"Mr Do Angelo I underatand your thoughts. But I do not think that a simple detention will work here. It has not in the past. Instead we are going to all discussing your actions together for the next 2 hours." She said a small smile creeping onto her lips.

"But hes a dea-" ron whined before being cut off sharply by mrs. Mcgonnagal.

"Mr. Weasly I will not have any disrespect in here!" She said rather sharply before turning to Draco. "Now why don't you begin Mr. Malfoy" She said motining him to continue.

"I don't know why harry attacked me. I was enjoying my breakfast when he just attacked me. I know we have a troubled past... But I thought.

"Its ok. Now mr Di Angelo..." As we all told put story events one after another i kept noticing one thing. Harry and draco kept mentioning a history and for some reason i didn't think it was connected to the bullying so much as something else.

"now students I must attended to my duty you will serve out the last hour of you sldetiontion toaday go to your tower and get some sleep. Tomrrow is monday and your first day as 8th years." she proclaimed before standing up and marching from the room.

" I can't believe she let a let a bunch if death eaters like you get off free!you two should be arrested!" Ron snarled at me and draco.

"what makes you think that!" Draco yelled at Ron. Yeah I was involved with the dark lord but what has he done to prove your suspicion?" Draco said motioning to me. And narrowing his eyes at Ron.

"He has a mark on his arm! And he keeps giving down his sleeve to hide it! Plus he keeps writing in a journel hes always carryi g around with him!"
Ron shouted at me pointing at me.

He just didnt know he was pointig to the rose and sun tattoo I got on our 3rd anivsery on my arm and my journel of letters to will. In which I wrote 2 every day. One to send to will and the other for me to keep.

"They're private" I whispered not dating to make much more than a peep. I stood stone still like a statue.

"See look at him! He's like a dear in the spot lights!" Ron shouted not knowing that the reason I was so afraid was because my sexuality. The kids were nice to me and will. but I had no idea if the UK was different.

And I could not go back to it being like the 30s again. where everyday I was beaten and said if I didn't do what they said the gestapo would take me away from being to different.

And now that I knew about what happened to the lgbtq community during the holocaust I knew my trip to tartrus was downright pleasnt. I would much rather take on nyx than joseph mengele.

So what could I do. Be beaten for being gay or be beaten for being a death eater?

"give me that journel!" He yelled and lunged for me rltearing the journel from my. hands as I collapssed tp the ground. My last link to will and camp half blood gone.

He read it over. Then read it again. "Wow. You really love this will don't you?" He said. All I could do was nod. I could see harry and draco visibly tense up when ron said it.

"Wow your a damn f@g" before tossing the journel at my feet and stalking off.

A/N; heres another chapter to make up for my lateness! Also sorry if this one got a bit to edgy I proimse the next one will be lighter.