Scorpius looks up, grinning at James. "It wouldn't be a part of my house if it wasn't meant to impress somebody," he says, half in jest but mostly it's also true. His parents have always been desperate to show the world that not only are they good people but that they were not ruined by the War. Even if it had cost their family quite a bit in the end.

Standing, he stretches. "We have a pool, too. And a small Quidditch court that nobody ever uses. And a ballroom. Seriously, a ballroom, Potter. In my house." He chuckles, the sound of it a little husky. "I suppose you didn't see the article in Witch Weekly about it. They did a whole expose thing about the wealth of upper class magical families." An article Harry, as a good father, had turned down on many occasions, but which Draco and Astoria felt was more important to their reputation. "It was painfully humiliating."