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

Draco would have refused to go to the hospital anyway. he had too much work to do, to say the least. he didn't seam at all fazed by Draco's rage however, the boy had probobly seen many of these 'temper tantrums' as Pansy had used to call them. the bitch, he wasn't throwing temper tantrums he was well and truly pissed off! as soon as they heard the yelling, everyone in the office trying to get Draco's attention scattered. completely. he pumped as much sarcastic vitriol into the Howler as possible before sending it off. the poor owl taking it looked terrified. but Draco didn't immidiatly return, no doubt forcing himself to regain control of himself before he wrote a letter to the Headmistress about the Healers lack of ability in a matter that had gone untreated for a week and was so simple the first year healer at St. Mungo's hadn't even needed to cast a spell before understanding what the problem was. oh, no i can't play Quidditch because of my lungs. i have bad Asthma. Scorpius admitted. Mother used to call me 'a sickly little runt'. Father always told me that i was just too smart for my body to keep up. Scorpius clearly didn't care much for Astoria. but, he was also evading the subject, which probobly meant that it was one of her family that had caused it. ...Albus Potter did it... Scorpius finally admitted with a sigh. he pushed me down the stairs. it was only a few of them, and i didn't really even get a bruise. he admitted with a shrug. i'll get him back later i'm sure. i'm tiny, but i can still hit harder than him. all he does is fly and boast. i at least exercise. he admitted with a nod. i can't run, but i can do other things. Father says it's good to train your body, because if your body is healthy, your mind works better. he admitted before he looked hesitant. don't tell Father Albus pushed me, ok? i told him i tripped because i don't want him and Harry Potter to get into another fight... Draco still hadn't lived down the last fight he'd had with Harry, five years ago Potter had made quite the rude comment about Draco's divorce of Astoria. it had dissolved into a screaming match, and Harry had overstepped his authority and arrested Draco and kept him in a holding cell for six hours until the minister found out. Harry had been suspended, with pay of course the slimy bastard, for a week for the incident and it had only left Harry even more hateful of Draco. sure i can! Scorpius admitted as he took the parchment. he was such a good boy he didn't even examine it the way most kids would have. of course, he'd grown up here, he probobly knew it was boring. he entertained himself with a deck of Chocolate Frog cards while Lilli got back to work and he handed his father the parchment when Draco finally came back out, looking much more calm. thank you... you know, i will never understand why these people all have to talk to me as soon as i'm gone. he complained, Scorpius snickering. it's like they know i'm not there. i haven't heard from this person in months!.... i don't even know who this person is! Draco complained as he examined the list. how long am i going to stay home? Scorpius asked curiously and Draco paused. two days to make sure the Bones are healed. and i asked the Headmistress to examine the staircases too. he promised Scorpius who looked just a touch sheepish about having lied to his father, but Draco either didn't notice, or didn't want to upset his son while the boy was hurt. Father... you didn't call Madam Marshweather bad names did you i most certainly did not. i said nothing but the truth. Scorpius sighed. your a bad influence. i know.