Lucius Malfoy (

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At least one Potter had manners, though he could do without the stuttering. "Albus then. It's a pleasure to meet you." He studied the young man, resisting the urge to tell him to stand up straight. The youth these days seemed to think that slouching was a work of art.

"You're friends with grandson, are you not?" He didn't need an answer to the question; he'd seen the way the two gravitated towards each other at meals. He only hoped the friendship didn't extend to more. The last thing he needed was for another Malfoy to fancy himself in love with a Potter. "How are you settling in?"

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