Lucius hadn't noticed at first, but there was something...wrong with Scorpius' voice. It was too high, too breathy. Not quite feminine, but not masculine either. Whatever it was, it was not becoming of the Malfoy heir. What had Draco and Narcissa allowed with this boy? Clearly, they had been too lenient with him.
"A model." Lucius couldn't imagine a more useless profession, especially for a Malfoy. "Your father is okay with this...job? What does your grandmother think?" He didn't have to know what his future self thought about it. No matter what happened to him, he couldn't imagine ever approving of his grandson being a model.