Draco grinned at that. "Actually, you do. I heard you took mother shopping in a muggle grocer after the Wizarding World lost theirs at the end of the war, so I looked for a way to help everyone out. Arabella Figg's got a good head for business... you know, breeding Kneazles for profit... well, your parents let slip that she had a network of squibs who all had to run out of the country before. So, I pitched the idea that she corner the market, advertising it as completely Squib owned and operated. It would draw in the muggle-born and Pureblood alike, employ and give visibility to the squib community, and help us all see that we're all still people doing day-to-day stuff."