"Draco," Voldemort said in a cold murmur, turning smoothly so that his back was to the headmaster’s seat, "How wonderful to see you," he took a step forward and down from the faculty table, a step that Draco mirrored as he entered the room, "your mother will be most pleased to hear that I have seen you - she has missed you so," the sibilant sentence was like a snake hissing in Harry’s ear, and he didn’t miss the way that Draco shuddered lightly. When Draco took a step forward, Harry took another one, creeping ever closer to the Dark Lord at the edge of the hall.