Albus Severus Potter - Year 6 (Sequel to ASP & the Cloak of Wisdom)

Chapter 23: Return of the Elder Wand

The new voice called out. "Wood!" It was Harry. Albus spun around and saw his dad walking towards them. "I haven't seen you in a while, how are you?" He asked, and Oliver nodded.

"Great, thanks for asking. Puddlemere's amazing if you ask me."

Harry nodded, taking Oliver in for a hug. "So, why are you here on the Quidditch pitch?"

Oliver seemed to debate whether or not to open the subject. "Just talking to my son and your son." he said, and Tyler looked at his father, releasing his hands from his cheeks. Harry noticed the bruises.

"What happened to you?" he asked concerned, looking from Tyler, to Albus, to Oliver.

Oliver placed his arm around his son's shoulder. "It's no big deal. Just a little injury." he said, but Harry shook his head.

"Wood, it looks like someone slapped him. Like, really hard. Who did it? I'll make sure they won't do it again, Tyler." he said, but Tyler didn't answer. "Tell me later, okay?" he said, but Tyler didn't even wince.

Oliver smiled. "Well, I think I should just talk to my son for a moment, he'll tell me." he said, and Albus' eyes widened. He shook his head in disbelief, but Tyler shook his head at Albus, as if saying he didn't want to be helped.

"Well, Al, let's go inside then, I don't want you to catch a cold." He placed his hand on Albus' shoulder and made way to the castle. Albus had to follow. When they were out of sight however, he stopped in his tracks. Harry turned to him. "What's wrong?"

"Oliver Wood's what's wrong. Tyler just told him about him and Luke and he slapped him. It wasn't pretty. I stopped him, then he told me I was a disgrace to all my names, after which I said that Dumbledore was gay, and that I was the first to kiss Tyler and that you don't judge me for it and now Oliver Wood thinks that I'm the bad guy and a bad influence and I'm afraid he might hurt Tyler again." He spilled, and Harry's eyes widened.

"He wouldn't..." he started, but noticed the worry in Albus' eyes and spun around and made huge paces to the pitch, where, as Albus had expected, Oliver and Tyler still were.

"Say it one more time and I'll disinherit you. Then you can go live with your stupid boy." Oliver yelled, his hand in the air. Tyler sat on his knees, begging his father to stop.

"Please, dad. Just accept me. I'm gay, just-"

Right before Oliver could hit Tyler again, Harry jumped in between, earning a slap. "STOP IT!" he yelled, and Oliver looked at him. "Stop it. I thought you were better than this, Wood. You were my friend. I thought you were above this." he said.

Oliver looked at Albus, then at Harry. "I'm actually disappointed in you, Potter. Why do you accept your son to be like that." he said.

"He's not gay. And even if he was, he's my son. I created him. I got him on this world, and I love him. And if you can't love your son that way, you're disgusting." Harry said, anger flooding in his eyes. Albus' eyes. Lily's eyes.

"Two boys or men falling in love is disgusting, ever since the beginning of this world." said Oliver, but Albus coughed. The two adults looked at him.

"Technically, only when the Christians started to rise it was seen as 'disgusting'. The Romans actually did do stuff with other males, until they got married to a woman. The thing was, they didn't often see women, as they were in the houses. One writer of the Romans, a guy named Gaius Patronius Arbiter wrote a romance novel on an old man who spoke of his early life doing stuff with a younger boy. It was normal back then." said Albus, and Oliver chuckled.

"Yes, but it's not the time of the Romans anymore. What I was trying to say that two people of the same gender are not to be together. No other animal does that. So, it was not the right intention." he said, but Harry shook his head.