Adrien laughed a little scooting around so he could steal a bite of his ice cream, looking down at the table."I'm sorry..."He muttered, feeling bad for not being the man he'd once been, not being the adrien he'd been when he'd had draco to himself. The years had stripped him of that vital piece that had allowed him to care about anything. Which was the scary truth.As much as he cared and loved harry, dracen and the others, there was a emotionless part of himself that could kill them all without looking back. Which more then anything scared him, and was why he'd locked them all out of knowing him as well as they could. Because he couldn't stand the thought of harry or draco knowing it.