Draco folded his paper and laid it aside. His silver hair matched his glittering grey eyes. "Of course not,  Dearest. After all, I am "old"and "not nearly as fit as I like to think I am.’ It brought to mind that I haven’t cared for you in your old age as attentively as I should. Given that you are nearly a year older than I, I realised some proactive measures were in order."