"How can you not think about it?" Scorpius asked. It was something he had asked a hundred times. "It's not like it is far off in the distance."
"I can't, but I am getting used to that." He looked up and offered a small smile. Malfoys didn't get depressed, right? "The outside world can...go to hell." His first thought was a little stronger than that but he tried not to swear as much in front of the man.
"I do appreciate Nott. Hell, I have known him half my life. He's a bit of an arrogant prat. Still, Dad trusts his old professor. So do I." He would apologize to Stephen at some point, he had already decided. He had even left him a gift in the small will of things.
"Want to play Wizard's Chess? I'm getting better at it. I was good before, but now Dad and I play a lot."