"Message? What message?" Draco repeated, focusing on that concerns but then he shifted and studied the man in front of him. "James Sirius? What are you on about? Potter doesn't have a son, and Merlin knows no one would even want to marry someone like him." Draco frowned at the thought of it, but he couldn't deny the likeness that Jamie had to Harry. Plus, who else would use those two names together?
"I've told you. Maybe you are related to Potter since you're not understanding this. I'm not supposed to be here, so why the bloody hell would I have a room? I'm due to start at the shop soon. I can't ruin my good reputation by not showing up on time."