Thread: Climbing the Corporate Ladder (SlytherinDesires x Moon Struck Fox)

Scorpius was never going to be a strong boy by any means, but with the right care he could certainly be healthy. he would always have weak lungs, but his magic was strong. he would be a good future for Malfoy Corp. oh, i'm sorry. Scorpius admitted, blinking. whats the difference? he asked, confused before paying close attention as Draco outlined the difference between the Ms. Mrs. and Miss. how come ladies have all these different names, but men only have the one? Scorpius asked, confsed and Draco smiled. because long ago, a woman was property. a young one was Miss, indicating she wasn't ready to be married. a Ms. meant she could be married. and a Mrs. meant she was already married. it's typical male chauvinistic entitlement that's just survived through the ages. Draco explained. i'm sure, someday, Lily Potter will love to be called Mrs. Malfoy. Gross dad! Girls are icky! Scorpius complained with a shake of his head before glancing at Lillianna. your not Icky though. he assured her, Draco clearly struggled to contain his laughter at his poor Son's expense. Scorpius was reading a book when she came in, a typical Murder Mystery that was very popular in the magical community. this one was about a group of aurors who had to find out who was taking the place of several prominent figures using Polyjuice. the criminal was caught by a Metamorphagi Auror. oh! thank you Ms. Potter! je stated happily as he took a slow sip. just the way he liked it. a little weak without anything in it. unlike Draco who added a dash of milk, no less than five spoons of sugar, and often, a dash of honey to his tea. yuck. Draco's coffee was just as sweet, sometimes sweeter. you're going to rot your teeth. drink you bitter. Draco ordered, Scorpius snickering as he took another sip and returned to his book. by the way, did you finish your homework. ages ago. whose winning? the Gryffindor's. they have a Potter for a seeker, a Lupin and a Weasley for beaters, and Oliver Woods son just got in the keeper position. do you really expect our team to win? Scorpius asked, looking amused. besides, only you care about Quidditch in Hogwarts. personally, i'm more impressed by the fifty points i earned by petting the unicorn. ...your studying unicorns as a first year? no. ...then why on earth where you in the forest? helping Madam Sprout. as long as you where supervised. Father? did you really have a detention in the middle of the forest looking for something that was killing unicorns? yes. Draco admitted, shuddering in horror at the reminder of that hellish night. the safety of students wasn't as important back then. he glanced at Lillianna, knowing she'd know exactly what he was talking about. Albus Dumbledore had turned Harry Potter into a weapons, and used the school to do it. students had been in danger since Harry had shown up... not that it was Harry's fault, Draco would never blame Harry for that. the Golden Boy did that enough for himself. do you have detentions in the Forbidden forest? only the seventh years i think. one of the older students was complaining about how creepy it was in there. he admitted. are there really Spiders the size of houses? i don't know. there've been rumors but nothing proven. Draco admitted with a smile as Scorpius looked wistful. Albus is terrified of spiders... he muttered. i wonder... you are NOT going into the forest for a baby acromantula young man! Scorpius gave his father a scathing look. of course not. walking into dangerous situations is for Gryffindors. i will buy one. Draco nearly choked on his tongue he was trying that hard not to laugh. clearly, while very polite, Scorpius could be just as snobbish as any other rich pureblood.