I got the idea for this chapter when I was reading…I can't remember but it might've been Questions and Answers by little0bird. It's really long but absolutely amazing. It's probably the best story I've ever read on here.

Anyway, I hope you like this chapter. =)

Chapter 12: Forbidden Objects

Draco Malfoy was sitting in his office when he heard a number of strange noises coming from his only son's bedroom. Curious, he followed the sounds and stopped in his son's doorway, surveying the room. What he saw surprised him.

Scorpius was sitting cross-legged on the thick carpeted floor, his eyes glued to a strange box with moving pictures. In his hands he held something that Draco could only assume was a weirdly shaped wand. He approached Scorpius, who still hadn't realised that he was in the room, and stood behind him watching the box.

Inside the box there were a whole lot of little people in what Draco presumed was a type of armour, all sneaking around and shooting each other. It was strangely hypnotizing. He frowned, wondering where on earth his son had managed to get his hands on this. He cleared his throat.

Scorpius jumped. He slowly looked around and gazed abashedly at his father.

"Hey, Dad" he said uneasily. Scorpius got to his feet and then casually edged in front of the flickering box, blocking it from Draco's view.

"Hey, Scorp. What have you got there?" Draco asked lightly. Scorpius feigned a confused expression.

"What do you mean?"

"That" Draco said as he pointed at the box. Did he really think he would fall for that?

"Oh, it's a…umm…just this new thing from…a shop" Scorpius said uncertainly.

"Right" Draco said dryly. "Seriously, what is it?" he asked curiously.

"It's, well, please don't get mad, but there's this shop in Diagon Alley that sells Muggle stuff-"

"What?" Draco interrupted quietly. Scorpius faltered under his father's gaze.

"That thing is a Muggle product? You know that no Muggle object is permitted in the Malfoy Manor, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy! You're grandfather would turn in his grave if he knew what you brought into his house! Remove it at once! I will have no Muggle filth under my roof!" Draco raged. He may be more obliging to wizards who weren't pureblood now but he still wouldn't have anything to do with Muggles. He would not stoop that low.

"But Dad!" Scorpius groaned. Draco glared sternly at his son.

"No buts! Do as you are told" Draco snapped. He stormed out of the room muttering things like "my son!", "Muggle rubbish" and "can't even design a wand properly!".

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Scorpius sulked for the remainder of the evening. He decided to get rid of his beloved game console and television in the morning. He climbed into bed and after an hour or so, finally fell asleep.

He awoke a few hours later to strangely familiar sounds. He forced himself into a sitting position and gazed blearily around the room. There, in the exact same spot as he himself had been earlier, was Draco Malfoy. Playing a Muggle game. Scorpius stared disbelievingly at the image before him.

"Dad?" he gasped. Draco turned around, his eyes wide.

"Oh, you're awake" Draco glanced back at the television. "On second thoughts, this thing can stay".

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At seven in the morning, Astoria Malfoy awoke to find her husband missing from their bed. She got up and began searching for him. When she checked her son's room, she found a very amusing sight. There was Draco and Scorpius, both still wide awake and still playing a Muggle game. Astoria chuckled to herself as she leant against the doorway.

"And they say people never change".

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A/N: I had fun writing this. This is how I imagine Draco would think in the future.

Hope you enjoyed it! Review please! =)

Oh and I'm doing the 40 Hour Famine right now! It's been 24 ½ hours now so only 15 ½ hours left! I'm not really that hungry right now. I was really hungry earlier, but now, not so much. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow morning. I'm gonna be starving.