TIMELINE: Post-Hogwarts

PAIRING: None Specified

AU: Werewolf Draco

PROMPT: None

Family Matters

The Talk

"Finally!" Orion groaned as he threw himself onto his bed. "That was brutal." He yawned, letting his eyes drift shut as he sprawled his arms out to hang off either side of the bed.

"Who knew being beaters for both teams could be so challenging?" Scorpius agreed as he ran a hand through his mussed up hair. "I take it back, not showing favoritism is more difficult than it looks, I don't see how mom and dad do it. I'm obviously the favorite, but they still give you just as much attention."

"Laugh it up, Blondie. Just remember which one of use is doomed to a receding hairline with their disturbing resemblance to dad." Orion scoffed, looking over to his twin with those silver Malfoy eyes.

"I take offense to that, you know."

The sudden voice in the conversation caused both boys to look towards the door of their shared room. They hadn't been startled by their father's unexpected appearance. Malfoys were never startled . . . with the exception of their mother.

"Sorry dad, Scorpius has been begging for a snide remark about his hair since the Yule Ball last year." Orion apologized, his expression serious despite the joking light in his eyes.

"Oh? What happened at the Yule Ball?" Draco asked in interest. As he arched an eyebrow over to Orion, he crossed the room to sit on the edge of Scorpius's bed beside the cross-legged teenager.

"I was narking on him for wearing a bow in his hair like Grandfather." Scorpius answered with a grin. The boys were more than happy to annoy each other to their heart's content.

"Proserpina wanted me to wear it." Orion snorted. As he spoke, he turned his head to be looking to the window that oversaw the grounds of Malfoy Manor, hiding how his face had suddenly flushed. "Besides, you slicked your hair back for Cassandra."

"Yeah, but I did that because if I didn't, she'd be disappointed, and mention it to her dad, and I'm terrified of him." Scorpius shrugged as though his logic was perfectly sound.

"Why are you terrified of Snape? You've known him since the day you were born." Draco asked with an odd glance to his son.

"There's a difference during summer holidays and Christmas break when he's just a family friend, and during Hogwarts when he's Headmaster Prince." Orion pointed out as he turned back to look at his father and brother.

"He's not that bad." Draco argued. Snape—known to students now a days as Prince since inheriting the Prince family fortune upon his survival of the Final Battle—had always been Draco's favorite teacher. Maybe because he had always been the Potions Master's favorite student, but that was besides the point.

"You never dated one of his daughters." Scorpius countered.

"Because he didn't have children when I was your age. He didn't even have so much as a girlfriend, it's still disturbing he started having kids the same time I did." Draco scoffed, rolling his eyes lightly. "How are things going with the girls anyway?"

The Malfoy twins grinned at their father, Scorpius moving farther up on his bed so he was on the edge beside Draco while Orion sat up and swung his legs over the edge.

"I think Proserpina entered womanhood sometime during the year, I've been feeling really possessive since February." Orion said, scratching the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.

"You've always been possessive of Proserpina." Scorpius pointed out with a scoff.

"Fine, even more possessive. You know, we're not all so lucky to find our perfect mate at the end of first year like you, Scorp." Orion said with a roll of his eyes.

Scorpius smirked as he looked off reminiscently. "That was an interesting summer. A little awkward, mind."

"I'm surprised your Beast could tell at that age, to be honest. I knew your instinct would figure it out when you were young, but at ieleven?/i Merlin, even your mother was exasperated by the entire ordeal." Draco chuckled as he looked between his boys. A devious glint entered his eyes for just a moment before he leaned back, placing his weight on his hands behind him. "I trust you two have been making use of the Room or Requirement?"

Orion and Scorpius practically jumped out of their skin at their father's insinuation, staring at him like he had gone completely mental.

"Dad!"

"Headmaster Prince would castrate us!"

"Forget Headmaster Prince 'Rion, mom would castrate us!*

Draco couldn't help but laugh at his son's terrified reactions. Sometimes he felt like such a horrible father, but it was such fun to mess with them like this. "Okay, love hasn't destroyed your sensibility, I just had to make sure." Draco chortled with an amused smirk. "But, you can't tell me the Beasts haven't wanted it. The Beasts always want it."

"Well . . . yeah, of course they want it," Scorpius nodded as he reached up to grab a few short strands of his hair and twirl it between his fingers. "but Cassandra's still so innocent and clueless to that kinda stuff. She's too precious to corrupt over feral desires."

"And Proserpina deserves better than that. I respect her too much for that." Orion agreed as he gently tugged at his own hair down by he elbows.

Draco smiled warmly at his boys and nodded to each of them. "And that, my boys, is how you know it's love." He said. A light chuckle escaped his lips as he stood up and stretched his back out. "Alright, moon rises in an hour, time to go."

"Dad!" Orion groaned, falling back on his bed again.

"Can't we at least get showers?" Scorpius asked as he looked up at Draco with his best puppy eyes.

"Should have thought about that before playing that last round of Quidditch. Come on, you're mother's waiting on us." Draco smirked, walking out of the room with the groans of protests from his twins following him.

"How long do you think it'll be before we inherit the Manor?" Orion asked as he looked over to his brother.

"With our luck and knowing dad? Until we're grandfathers." Scorpius answered with a dramatically heavy sigh to his twin.

"I was afraid you'd say that." Orion replied grimly.

"Scorpius Hyperion and Orion Septimus Malfoy!"

The twins jumped and gave each other terrified glances as Hermione Granger-Malfoy's very annoyed yell reached them. "Coming, Mother!" They yelled in unison, dashing out of their room without another protest.