As he dropped her voice, she lowered her head a fraction. Well, wasn't that something. There was a grim satisfaction in knowing that not everyone was fooled by their perfect persona. "That poor boy," she tutted under her breath.
"Just don't give them any reason to suspect foul play," she added in warning. They had their fingers in many, many pies.
His words seemed to calm her a touch as she reached for her whiskey. "One would hope," she retorted, before shaking her head. "No, for all their faults, the majority of our parents mean well, and Albus wouldn't allow it." Of one thing she was certain, it was of Albus' influence within the school and magical community as a whole. The fact that the Malfoys could not get rid of him was was a testament to his reputation.
"Tell me you ruffled some feathers," she added with a glance over her spectacles.