Instinct kicked in when Draco noticed his father's frown. He immediately started wondering if he said something wrong or gave a rude look or, really, anything that would displease his father.
His stomach caved so badly when Lucius mentioned the "undesirables" that he pushed his half eaten food away from him. Even the smell bothered Draco. He felt like a traitor when he failed to mention his best friend. It was hardly the time, right?
"Davis. She is in my year at school." He wondered if Lucius knew she was half. "She is pretty brilliant, Dad." His eyes drifted toward the wall again. "So...I'm eight? Driving you mad back there?"