Draco Lucius Malfoy strolled through downtown London, captivated by the bustle of the Muggle world that had always felt foreign to him. That day, he decided to explore the busy streets, passing by various shops and cafés. The sounds of traffic and conversations filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere.

As he walked past a street corner, Draco noticed a girl sitting on the sidewalk. She was a busker, dressed in simple clothes, her hair a bit messy. In her lap rested an old guitar that looked well-loved. Despite her worn appearance, something about her caught Draco’s attention.

The girl began to sing, her voice clear and melodic. The song she played spoke of everyday life, and Draco found himself intrigued. He paused to listen, mesmerized by how she strummed her guitar and conveyed simple yet heartfelt lyrics.

When she finished, the girl smiled and thanked the small crowd that had gathered to listen. Feeling compelled to contribute, Draco reached into his pocket and dropped a few coins into the hat she had placed in front of her.

Their eyes met for a brief moment, and in that exchange, Draco felt a spark of curiosity. Draco put some money into the hat that the busker had provided.

"What an attractive and beautiful voice, what is your name, Miss?"

He asked with a polite attitude and manner, and in an authoritative voice.