Scorpius burst through the door of Malfoy Manor one snowy winter evening. His green and silver scarf flying in the gust of chilled air. It was Winter Break, and he'd just gotten back from Diagon Alley.
"DAD! DAD LOOK!" He squealed as his voice boomed through the house. Draco rushed down the stairs. "What? What is it?" He asked, slightly panicked.
"Albus and I were walking by the Magical Menagerie today, and I saw this cute little thing! Albus bought it for me as a belated Christmas present! It's just like his!" From behind his back he revealed a square cage with a white ferret rolling about inside.
Draco gasped and clutched the railing of the staircase. Scorpius's smile melted into a look of confusion. "Dad, dad are you-" "GET THAT THING OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Draco boomed. Scorpius nearly fell from how started he was.
"Wha-wha-why?" He asked, disturbed as his father heaved in great breaths. "My God dad, are you having a heart attack?!" Scorpius asked, ready to rush over to his father.
Draco gulped over-dramatically as he clutched himself, and at this point Scorpius was just trying to hold back his laughter. "Son, I think it's time we have the talk." Draco sighed.
Scorpius blushed. "Uh, um, no, that's-that's okay-I'm fifteen I think we're good now-" "NO! Not that talk-the ferret talk." Draco said ominously.

***

An hour later, Scorpius wrote to Albus:

Dear Albus,
There's no way to explain this in a letter, I HAVE TO see you in person so you can tell me your reaction, but please, please, ask your father about my dad and ferrets- just please, it's honestly the best thing my father has ever said to me. I cried laughing, literally-cried. Unfortunately though, it seems I have to return Merlin to the Magical Menagerie, but seeing as you paid for him, we'll have to go together, then you can tell me what you thought about the story.
Your Half-Ferret blooded friend,
Scorpius