Draco had managed a glance over at the paper that Scorpius had been working on. He had to admit, it was very impressive. But of course.. Malfoys did tend to have some talent. He was a bit curious about what his son wanted to ask. He wondered if it was serious, or just something he had been wondering, or if it was about the future. It could really be about anything. But whatever it was, he would talk.
"Of course," he said as he sat down beside him on the bed. "You can ask me anything you want. I know I've just met you recently, but I want you to feel you can come to me about anything. That art paper looks very good too. So.. what did you want to talk to me about?"