Lucius stared into the crowd for a moment. Was it? Could it... that hair, the unmistakable nose. A smile crept onto his face.
"Severus!" he called over the heads of the people rushing between them. "Why, I'm glad you've turned up at last. You wouldn't believe the day I've had, ugh," Lucius pressed through the crowd, frowning at the way his robes wrinkled as shoulders and cauldrons bumped into him as he edged closer to his old housemate.