To her surprise he laughed, a pleasant sound compared to the mean mocking he had engaged in while they were in school. He pulled a small ball out of another pocket; it reminded her of a Remembrall with all its swirling grey smoke. "My name is Ronald Weasley," he said, holding the ball in one hand, and the smoke immediately turned red. "My name is Draco Malfoy." This time, the smoke turned green. "My mother and I are the only people besides Potter in the Manor, and we are not going to harm you." The smoke remained a bright emerald, its dips and whorls pressed up against the clear glass that contained it.