"So it’s true then," Mcgonagall said cryptically. "The Malfoy line  does have the dragon gene. I heard rumours of Abraxos of course but I didn’t truly believe until.." She tapered off when Draco’s huge wingspan was opened up to the elements. He cocked his head to both sides, checking them out like a bird would its prey. He flapped them once, twice, but nothing happened. He pivoted to face the empty field and took three leaping steps forward with his wings outstretched and bet them against the air until his clawed talons left the earth. Tucked neatly up into his body he lifted a few feet in the air and then several before he glided in huge arching circles above them, spinning, flipping, and just generally showing off. 