Hey everybody! I usually stick to writing my own stories, but this time I'm trying fanfiction.

I've always been curious about the relationship between Draco and Scorpius. I know Draco might be a little OOC, but this is how I'd like him to be after the war.

I started this story because of my curiosity, but it doesn't just focus on Draco and Scorpius. There are a couple of other characters in here, like BLAISE ZABINI and LUCIUS MALFOY.

I hope you read this, enjoy this, and REVIEW THIS! Pretty please? Just tell me what you think! Depending on the response, I'll post the next chapter about little four-year-old Scorpius. Yes, I'm kind of bribing.

Anyway, REVIEW!


"Hey Dad."

"What do you want?"

"Can't I just drop by and say hello to my favorite Daddy in the whole wide world?"

"How many Dads do you have? Besides, the last time you were here, you asked me for advice on how to make it up to a girl you've unwittingly insulted."

"In my defense, I'd zoned out and so I thought she was still talking about how ugly Rose Weasley is. Of course I was going to say, 'So ugly.' How was I to know that she was talking about her outfit?"

"It's a little thing called courtesy. And you think Rose Weasley is, and I quote, 'smashing'."

"What? I never- no- course not- no! When did I say that?"

"When you were drunk last weekend."

"Yeah, I don't remember a lot of things from that weekend. Like how a pair of lacy back knickers ended up in my pantry."

"Classy."

"Takes real class."

"Of course. Now, why are you here?"

"I need advice on how to woo Rose Weasley."

"…"

"Dad?"

"Duck. I'm about to throw this vase."

"Feel better?"

"Loads. You need to act suave."

"That's it? You're not going to yell at me about how I should hate Rose Weasley because she's the spawn of Ron Weasley? Are you okay? You coming down with something? Does your forehead feel hot?"

"Get your filthy hand off my head!"

"OW! There was no need to slap my hand away. Really."

"I'm ignoring your comment. Do you really want me to be furious and try to forbid you from ever seeing her because of a family feud? Merlin, this sounds like a bad rendition of Romeo and Juliet."

I honestly hope to Merlin Rose and I won't end up as dead as those two idiots. Honestly, who dies for true love? Load of rubbish."

"I would die for your mother."

"Lovesick fool. Or are you just a sap?"

"On your wedding day, I'm going to give you a lot of grief over this."

"I loathe you."

"Why, I love you too. Do you want my help in wooing Rose Weasley or not?"

"Slimy, conniving Slytherin git."

"You are too."

"Stop ruining all my witty comebacks!"

"You're on par with Ronald Weasley for witty comebacks."

"Don't insult me."

"Then stop insulting me because otherwise I'm not helping."

"I'll cooperate."

"Good. Now, as I was saying earlier, you need to be smooth."

"You didn't say that. You said I needed to be suave."

"They mean the same thing."

"How can they mean the same thing? Different word, so different meaning."

"Deep breaths. Must not strangle idiot son."

"Oi!"

"Let's continue. When she does something flirty or she looks beautiful, you may absolutely not act like an idiot, like choking on food or something."

"Oh. Don't worry. She's beautiful all the time."

"Ignoring. Act like a gentleman toward her, but don't suffocate. If you give her a compliment, avoid her for the rest of the day, but be subtle about it. Act distant, but not cold."

"Slimy, conniving Slytherin genius."

"Affection levels toward father are back to normal."

"Maybe it wasn't a love potion that made Mum fall in love with you."

"… Are all sons this rude and insulting, or is it just mine?"

"Nah, just yours. Albus Potter gets along with his dad so well that they're almost like brothers, just without all the bickering."

"I think I'd prefer the rude type more."

"Exactly. I am, after all, a gift."

"Or a bloody nightmare, depends on who you are."

"Touché."

"Noted."

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"I want to marry Rose someday."

"…"

"Dad?"

"I'm fine. It's just… I know you're twenty four and should be settling down in life and all, but I can't help but think that you've grown up rather fast."

"Aw… you're not going to start crying, are you? Because I don't have any tissues on me-"

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm quite happy that you're almost out of my hair."

"However little there may be left."

"I can see to it that you won't live long enough to be married, if you keep the insults up."

"You know, I'd much rather have you as a father than Harry Potter."

"I'm touched."

"Good to know. Say, do you want to have a drink with me tonight?"

"Hell no. The last time I had a drink with you, I woke up with the worst hangover of my life, Astoria yelled at me for setting a bad example for you, and I had meetings for work while enduring a hangover."

"This might be the only time you'll be able to spend with your son while he's still single…"

"Is that supposed to convince me?"

"Worth a try."

"What's bothering you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Stop playing dumb."

"What if she rejects me? I really like her."

"Don't give up on her. I can tell she likes you, so if she says no, it's because she's afraid of what other people will think. You have a chance. Don't forget that."

"Thanks Dad. Love you.

"I love you too, Scorpius."

THREE YEARS LATER

"Thanks everybody for attending our wedding. Rose and I are really glad you all came out today. I know that usually the bride and the groom don't make speeches. I'm afraid that I'm a bit of a tradition breaker and would like to say a couple of words. I have no doubt that I would not be standing here today with Rose if it had not been for one man, who is here at this wedding and who's already taken the mickey out of me for it. I will admit that I deserve it. My father, Draco Malfoy, is…