"Draco," the blonde froze, turning back to face the new headmaster. Snape was walking towards him, his long-crooked nose pointed up in the air and the firelight making his greasy hair glisten. The long black robes he wore swallowed his godfather in the darkness, making it so that Draco hadn’t even noticed his approach until he was right on top of him. "Where are you going?" He asked, his eyes flickering behind Draco where the boy was still floating.