Kenneth rolled his eyes and ate some more of his lasagna. He wasn't jealous of his father at all; he obviously hadn't seen the non-PR side of Stamford that made Kenneth want to either kiss him or strangle him.
"What- I have to ignore him?" Kenneth asked. It wasn't as if he had much if any contact with Draco but he'd never liked being told what to do. "Fine, I'll behave myself. You'll just have to entertain me," he said with a mischievous grin.
"What else can I do? I'm not going to stop being your friend just because of him. We'll just have to appear to be friends but absolutely nothing more," He bit his lip. "Stamford, this... This is fine in private but no jokes or comments around my family," He paused. "Please."