"Oh you twat." Albus said, looking at the move he had to play with. Albus got up, standing and staring, trying to figure out the exact move he wanted to take, if it didn't work then he could at least make the move in some way or another to benefit himself. But while he was concentrating, he was still listening.
Albus sighed, shaking his head. "It's a lot easier for me because I don't care about that stuff. I love my father, I'm proud of my father. In fact I'm proud of everyone who made sacrifices and fought in the war. But a name is just a name. But then again I can see why it would be difficult if all you have anymore is a name." It was in his opinion that was all that his family had.
"Don't take that as an insult, it's not. I'm just saying that... Okay like you for instance. They don't want you to move. They want you to continue living with mummy and daddy, obeying their rules, get married have children or... I'm sorry, heirs. Do a boring job for all your life but live up to the status of your name and think about it, what have you done that has contributed to the name? Someone else before you and before your parents made that name popular. Someone else that came before did all these great things and instead of trying to make it better, generations have been just not applying themselves, living in that house and never venturing out to try something new. Only doing things like handing clothing and money to charity for image while all they do is sit back and enjoy the ride that someone else built. So in regards to your name," Albus said. "Be proud of it but don't let it define you like generations before you have, you know? You have the opportunity to break out an do new things that none in your family has before."
"And I'm not talking about using the internet or watching a movie. I'm talking about you actually living. Hell, maybe start something new that your kids and your kids, kids can add to the tradition of being a Malfoy instead of continue having it to be the same damn thing has it has been for many years. It's great to honor family traditions. I honor ours when they come about but I don't let it run my life I mean you're not either in a sense with you rebelling. But I don't think you have to be sneaky just to have fun." However Albus stopped in thought.
"Although that probably does make the experience of doing things a lot more exciting... But you know what I mean." Albus readied himself, taking the shot after calling for the six ball to hit the left quarter pocket and by the luck of the gods it did.
Albus jumped back, doing a small little victory dance.
"I told you I was going to school you, I hope you were taking notes. There's going to be a pop quiz, loser." Albus gloating with a laugh, of course it was friendly teasing.
However he stopped so Scorpius could concentrate on his move, Albus taking his seat once more on the stool.
"Bullshit." He said, taking up his beer. "I don't think you'd be a shite husband. Well to someone that you marry and have a loveless marriage with, yeah probably. But I think you just have to find that one, you know? And I'll tell you one thing, you won't find it with all those trollops you see. They're all fun and games but they'll try to trap you and you'll be in hell for the rest of your existence." Albus laughed.
"Oh? Why not? Uncle Albus would wub his ickle mistakes." He said in a baby voice. "Oh I'm sorry, I mean nieces or nephews." There was a single wiggle of his brows before he took another drink from his pint.