Sirius glanced intermittently at Draco as he prepared himself another tea; every time he looked at his cousin, his smile grew wider.<br/>“What d’you make of it?” he asked, not out of ill will but out of curiosity. Draco’s reaction had been hard to read, and Sirius knew and had confirmed that Draco’s mother, just like Sirius’ had indoctrinated that higher education was the only option.