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I stared at the small, forest green dragon. "You're Draco?". A small disgruntled snort told me that I was, indeed, wrong. Ok, so not Draco. A pet of his? He does work in the magical creatures department. "Do you know him?" the vehement nodding indicated yes.
Okay, so he knows Draco. What now? "Are you his pet?"
Another shake.
"An employee?"
Another shake
"A partisan?"
A confused look. Guess not.
"A relative?"
A squeak and excited bouncing supposedly means yes.
Okay a relative. Isn't Draco's family tree humongous? Maybe I can ask if I could borrow it. That'd go over well
"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy? Would you like to loan me your complete family tree? What for? Oh, don't worry your pretty little head over it."
I snickered at my own little play. Leo peered up at me, curious about my changing facial expressions. If Draco knows this little guy, no, since Leo knows Draco, maybe I should make them meet. I do know where Draco lives, and how much money he makes, and his next of kin; learning the payroll has its potential. Maybe I can stop by and see his sweet little son Astoria has been keeping away.
It's late now isn't it? Would Draco even be awake? Maybe I can catch him at work, if he's not away on some other expedition. No, I need to leave now before I talk myself out of it. With one more determined look towards Leo, I scooped him up, grabbed my jacket, my spare keys, some money, a snack (one can never be too prepared), and threw some floo powder in the fireplace and clearly said "Malfoy Manor".