Scorpius shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe you hoped I would somehow redeem the Malfoy name? I like being a Healer. I like helping people."
That didn't necessarily mean he hadn't wanted to do something else. Scorpius had briefly contemplated another path. He had dreamed. Dreamed because it could never be a reality.
"But healing doesn't make you highly notable or famous. Unless you manage to make a cure for something that's been incurable. Or someone very important puts their life in your hands and you keep them alive. I just help people on an individual basis."