"Your brother was coming for dinner tomorrow. Him and Severus in fact," he said. "Al wanted a family dinner, your mother and I agreed, but with her getting the flu we needed to postpone it. Hopefully she'll be all right to have her classes on Monday," he said. "Either way, he had plans to come here, so I can talk to him and ask if he can't come over anyway. I'll talk to him, explain things."
"I am glad he disliked the idea, though," he said. "I don't see any reason to hand Voldemort another reason to want to go after Al. He's enough of a target being my son and your brother."
He sighed at the mention of Scorpius, running his hand through his hair. "I don't know what he can do now," he said. "But I know that keeping him on the force will get people killed. He doesn't have what it takes."
"I've been watching him since he ran away from the manor, and every new situation just piled up. I gave him a chance to prove to me that he could learn from his mistakes, at least intellectually, but he showed me that he can't. Worse that he has no will to try."