Both men turned to look at Draco when he spoke, each sporting a remarkably different expression. While Harry looked at Draco with growing discomfort, almost appearing embarrassed having gotten caught playing along, Lucius did little to hide his annoyance.<br/>He, however, choose not to address it directly.<br/>"You're making assumptions, Draco. I spent plenty of time with Potter during my early campaigning, if I was to scare him off I would have done so years ago."<br/>Lucius' eyes had returned onto Harry, and his tone had yet again become one of long friendships and inside jokes. He smiled at Harry, in a way that Harry immediately knew there was no backing out. "I got him his job; he owes me a favour."<br/>At that, Harry didn't know what else to do but smile. A silence grew, finding that the conversation had come to a natural pause. While it only helped to unsettle Harry, Lucius didn't seem to mind.<br/>"Please, Potter, take a seat," he warmly urged Harry, as he himself made the way around the table to sot across from him. "Draco, if you would join me by my side."