That was not the reaction Draco was expecting, and it threw him off completely. He was prepared for a confrontation. For yelling, almost certainly. Not... Grudging acceptance? Part of Draco, the part that still wanted his fathers approval, urged him to just take what he was being given. The other part, the part that new better, was just waiting for the other shoe to drop. His father never did anything without an ulterior motive.
"Well, that's out of the way, at least," he said. All his moment was lost and now he just felt awkward and unsure. "And I am happy. So. That's settled then." He was rapidly losing control of this conversation.
"On the subject of Scorpius, you are not going to bother him. Do you understand? His life is none of your business and you do not get to tell him how to live it."