Stone Circle Please do not push me away

He felt a sudden tiredness overtake him, as his mother shifted their conversation back to Greyback, and his anger threatened to rise again. The boy entertained his thoughts for the briefest moment, before he let the sparks subside with a sigh, to become something colder, like ice.

"You've made your choice," he simply said - and it was strange, how quickly this feeling of apathy already began to settle. "Who am I to change that." Greyback had controlled his life for far too long already. He would never love him; mark his words, that man would always be a vulture who had stolen his mother away when she had been most vulnerable, but he couldn't dwell on what had been done. He could only carry forward.

"I have nothing more to say of him. But if we're done here, I would like to speak with you of something else." And he was done, with every word about Greyback. His tone suggested as much - but he allowed his mother to make that final call.