Hermione’s only experience with dukes so far had been Lucius Malfoy, and whatever could be said about him (and indeed, much had been said about him) it was undeniable that he looked every inch the duke. He was tall and slim, with narrow aristocratic features and a deceptively lazy drawl; though he walked with a cane, it was overwhelmingly evident that he did not need one, and a single glance from his hard grey eyes had been known to cause grown men to succumb to terror.