Fletcher walked over quietly, eying the man hanging from the wall. He studied his features. He didn't know him. He looked a bit similar perhaps, but nothing really hit him. He smiled toward Draco before moving forward to get a closer look. "He looks familiar, but I know I've never actually seen him. Well, I wouldn't recognize him off the street."
He turned back to the other man, eyebrow arched. "A Muggle?" He did love Muggles. They were the ones that squirmed the most. You had to be careful of some wizards. They could do wandless magic. It was something he planned to learn himself. Sometimes you needed a bit of something to help you. He was getting a bit off track mentally. He pushed his thoughts back to the man. Would he be someone they'd known? A few moments later and he smiled. "You know, he looks like the man we didn't get the pleasure of becoming intimately acquainted with. Not very much...but there are similarities."