"Draco," came the reply, though Lucius continued to look down at his book for a moment before closing it, finally turning to look at him. "What a pleasant surprise." Draco fought back the urge to snort. "I hear that mudblood of yours has gone missing. Pity." Sparks snapped off his fingertips and Draco inhaled through his nose to keep from snapping out. It was what his father wanted, a reaction. 