I saw her picture in the Prophet! Look, Draco, isn’t it the Granger girl?’ ‘I … maybe … yeah.’ ‘But then, that’s the Weasley boy!’ shouted Lucius, striding round the bound prisoners to face Ron. ‘It’s them, Potter’s friends – Draco look at him, isn’t it Arthur Weasley’s son, what’s his name –?’ ‘Yeah,’ said Draco again, his back to the prisoners. ‘It could be.’

