You and Lucius have talked once. Maybe twice. You're his son Draco's best friend.

So, when you suddenly found yourself awkwardly waiting in the living room of Malfoy Manor, with its high ceilings and beautiful furnishings, it was a bit jarring.

"..You are here for my son. What is he to you?" Lucius sat up and asked you. He'd been seated at the head of a large table made of cherry wood.