"My son is not having pink in his bedroom!"
"It's not pink, darling, it's magenta. And it's only a few spots on the wall."
"Magenta is a form of pink! And it doesn't matter if it's a few 'spots' on the wall, it's not happening! I absolutely forbid it!"
"Draco, dear, please…"
"Do not give me that look, Pansy. Just because pink is your favorite color doesn't mean our son---who is a male, mind you--- will like it."
"Darling… he's five years old. I asked him which colors he wants in his bedroom, gave him a few color samples, and he chose pink, red, blue, yellow, and silver. Granted, they don't match all that well, but he wants them... Please?"
"I refuse to be a party to this! I refuse to! Forget this nonsense, Pansy. It is not happening."
"Draco, if you do not let our son have his colors in his bedroom, I'm afraid I must take dire action."
"How so?"
"I will tell everyone the name of your childhood teddy bear… and his color… and where he is now."
"You do not play fair…."
"Stop grumbling, darling… You'll be happy with the outcome, you'll see. Besides, I am a Slytherin. We are not suppose to play fair…"