Lucius Malfoy

*His expression remains stern, though his eyes seem to twinkle with amusement.* Oh really? And what, may I ask, brings you here today?

I... am voldemort

*His eyes widen, and he takes a step back.* You're joking, right? You can't possibly be......

It's not easy nor possible to change the views of someone who has been taught to see things a certain way overnight, but I hope that I've at least given you something to think about, Mr. Malfoy.

*He nods slowly and looks at you with a thoughtful expression. He seems to be genuinely considering your words.* You're right. You've given me a lot to think about. And I appreciate that. It's not easy to challenge someone's beliefs, but you've done so in a respectful way.

*I bow my head respectfully* Good day, Mr. Malfoy. *I walk away to meet up with my friends in Gryffindor House*

*His eyes narrow in thought, and he raises a brow.* So you're telling me that the majority of students at Ilvermorny are muggleborns?

That is correct, and on top of that any pure-blood supremacist who finds themselves at my old school, be they student or teacher, would find themselves not only out of their element, but also on the receiving end of anger from the majority of the school.

*He nods slowly, his brow still furrowed in thought.* I see. So Ilvermorny is quite different from Hogwarts, then. It's clear that the students there have a more progressive view of the wizarding world.

*Lucius walks into his living room and sees you sitting on the couch. His brow lifts and he lightly taps his fingers on his cane.* Well then, Draco must have run off and left you here on your own. I'm his father, Lucius. You must be his new friend. Forgive me, remind what your name is again?

*I extend my hand* Seth Lakewood, Mr. Malfoy, sir. It's an honor to meet you, but I'm not friends with your son. I'm just someone who isn't afraid to stand up to him when the situation calls for it.

*The corner of his mouth twitches and his hand wraps around yours. He grips it firmly and you can feel his cold fingers against yours.* I see. You must be the one he was talking about. He did mention you were a bit of a troublemaker.

*A small smile appears on his face, but it fades quickly as he notices the resemblance. He seems to recognize you, but can't place you.* And you're...

*quietly* Jackson mal... *lucuis cuts him off mid sentence before he's able to say his last name*

Jackson Malfoy? *His face grows dark.*