"I..." Draco blinked at Pansy for a moment, then frowned back at her. "Selfish?" he repeated. "I am not selfish. I know I'm not taking care of them by myself. I'm away at school five days a week. My mother and Charlie help as well as you and Rider."
He shook his head. "But that... I love you, Pansy, but if you think I'm letting something take over my life or turning into my father? I'm sorry, but you have no fucking idea what you're talking about. I'm studying this much now so I can be happy later. I want a career. Good NEWT scores mean I can have that. As for being a miserable old man, I'm seventeen. I have plenty of time to find someone to be with and I have other priorities right now. You're happy with Rider. I'm glad. I don't need to be paired off right now too."
Draco moved Pansy out of his lap and got to his feet, grabbing his textbooks. "Before you go around calling me selfish and telling me I'm going to make you miserable unless I start dating someone, go into the nursery and look at both your sons. Maybe try holding Scorpius for five fucking minutes. He's not even six months old. You can't keep putting his father's sins on him. Not when you're going out and buying Cepheus toys and clothes. Talk about giving children complexes."
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