"There are different friends to make, and if you're so set on making us likeable, you should really work on your attitude first of all. I'm your father, I'm supposed to love you and all I can feel is annoyance. You have no respect for anyone but dead relatives who followed the darkest wizard of our age and the Weasleys. Certainly not your own father. Showing respect for your own father in public, that's asking far too much. What else could you possibly be? Who wouldn't be disappointed?" Somewhere along the way, Draco had risen and turned a scornful look on his son. Of course he was disappointed. What were people saying about his family? What could they possibly be saying?
Draco left without looking back, truly disappointed. His son, his only son, his own son would choose the Weasleys over his own family. How was he supposed to love that?