"Can I just protect myself by baking cookies and giving them out for free? Good things happen to good people, right?" » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« Wrong. But Scorpius likes to ignore that. "I can't defend myself though. I mean, wands are great and all but » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« useless when you don't know how to use them. Not that I don't, but I'm just not—" Face palms. asᴛʀɪᴅ．, just help the poor boy.

||. Actually, I'm still searching for an Albus for my Scorpius to protect and cherish, so, I mean, yeah. rt if you want, or not. Whichever.

Jumps up and down for brief seconds before trailing after @MalfoyReigns. He's such a kid. "You have a /guitar/ in the attic?"

"An Empa— What?" He questioned, furrowing his eyebrows. "What kind of training are you talking about, asᴛʀɪᴅ．?"

Hums the tune of the Hogwarts chant because, wow. School spirit.

Chortles. "Do they suck their victims' blood before burning them up?" That was much of a rhetorical question. » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« "Are you serious right now? You weren't only joking? I don't think I'm fit to be trained. I mean—I'm lanky and weak." » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« He gestured to himself, pinching his arm. "I would not be a very nice apprentice. You don't want me, asᴛʀɪᴅ．."

With his hand flying over his heart, Scorpius' jaw dropped. Was @MalfoyReigns a secret music geek or was he just too rich? "Who /are/ you?"

"Dad, I told you to stop doing that. It's weird." Subtle eye roll. "What reason, @MalfoyReigns?" He asked, looking up at his father.

Scorpius was about to laugh at how silly these creatures' appearance sounded, but asᴛʀɪᴅ． continued describing their ways of »

« targeting people, and now the creatures don't seem as silly anymore. He hummed in response, finding himself taking » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« small steps back and gulp in fear. "Huh. So, these. . Empanadas, hey? They sound horrifying. .ly fascinating. Gee. » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« Good thing you're not one, right, asᴛʀɪᴅ．?" He chuckled nervously. ". . . Right?"

||. It's all good! Lol, I knew what you meant. "Pft. What? I don't need an escape from reality. Reality /loves/ me. » (@MalfoyReigns)

« Yeah, @MalfoyReigns. That's right. Your son's a popular." Brushes shoulders.

"You /fight/ them?" He squeaked before pausing for a few seconds. "I mean—Wow. That must be easy. I probably can do it » (asᴛʀɪᴅ．)

« too." Clears throat. No, he really can't. "Hey, asᴛʀɪᴅ．, I should be going now. Uh. Wouldn't wanna miss Quidditch and stuff."