Another man she hadn’t seen before creeped out of the shadows from the end of the alley walking straight up to Draco. He had a head of thick chocolate curls that hung low over his eyes. It looked to be styled in an intentional sort of messy way. Similarly, he was dressed in what looked to be an expensive well-tailored oxford. He came to a stop in front of Draco, not even giving the body on the ground a second glance like it was the most normal thing in the world.  