One day, Scorpius sits down on the sofa next to him and glances over at Albus with an intrigued expression. Albus barely even notices at first, too fiddling with the ends of an old blanket that has begun to fray and fall apart; he's trying to fix it, to save a blanket older than he is, but quickly gives up, realising that any chance of its survival is far beyond anything he'll be able to do to help it. He glances over at Scorpius, noticing the blond's gaze focused on him and raises his eyebrows in curiosity.
"I was just thinking...well, really, I was talking to the kids about the fact that we have an owl for Caly, but no other pets and they were wanting to know if it might be possible to get a cat or dog. I don't think that's such a bad idea, actually - it would teach them about responsibility and how to take care of a small living creature together. We could add it to the chores list, have them take turns feeding it, cleaning up after it, walking it. What do you think?"
Though he puts the idea almost exclusively on the children, Albus knows that Scorpius is, in fact, the one who truly wants a pet, which makes him smile. He knows that, growing up, the Malfoy children still lived by what is a relatively strict childhood by normal standards, even if it is fairly liberal by a Pureblood idea of upbringing. Scorpius never had any pets outside of the owls owned by his parents and when they were younger, loved coming to the Potter home to hug their dogs or give Lily's rabbits a pat on the head.
"Well, I suppose that we could head over to the shelter this weekend to see if there's a dog or cat that catches the kids' eye. Maybe we could even get both, depending on if there's some disagreement over what they want. How does that sound?"
Scorpius sits up, almost beaming, and nods, looking just as excited as any of their young children might be at the prospect of getting a dog. "Imagine how happy Caly will be when she comes back for winter break to see she has another, slightly furrier little sibling."