Draco smiled as he watched Scorpius excitedly pick out books to take to school. He'd be starting his first year, this fall, and Draco couldn't have been more proud. After a moment, he noticed someone looking at him, and so decided to introduce himself.

He turned to them, straightened his tailored suit, giving the newcomer a measured look with his sharp silvery eyes. His posture was impeccably poised, a hint of detachment in his expression.

“Draco Malfoy,” he saif smoothly, his voice carrying a cultured, almost aristocratic tone. “Deputy Minister for Magic. And you are?”