George made a small face and lowered his voice. "We're ... consulting with Cedric's dad on his. Sensitive. Mostly about the accessories. No goblet or anything."
Plushie Viktor tucked its head under a wing and gave a dramatic sigh. The Fleur plushie wrapped her tail around him and squeezed her eyes at Draco with a small disdainful sniff. Draco snorted. "He had his chance. But he's still a world-class Quidditch star, so that's something."
A tiny arm wrapped around his leg, about an inch higher than usual, and Draco looked down to see Lyra clinging to him. She had her face buried against his leg and Draco realized more shoppers had stepped in while they were discussing the plushies. Too many strangers for his shy daughter.