#subtle intentions

Lucius walked along Diagon Alley with his son, Draco. They were collecting his things for his first term at Hogwarts. Of course Lucius expected his son to do well, he always did. They walked into Florish and Blotts, reading to pick up the myriad of books for first years as Draco was droning on about some boy with black hair and odd round glasses he was speaking to in Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions. However, Lucius couldn’t be bothered as he saw a peculiar looking man walk into the store behind them. 

He peered around the corner at the man with the dark hair and the cheekbones, wondering just who it was. Lucius walked over and looked at him curiously, checking out the book he was looking at, “Well well well, that’s an odd book to be seeking at a place like this.”