Hearing the name was weirdly a bit much. He'd never minded the name before but once he'd met the man, he'd changed his mind. What was a fun game following along after his father was now kind of terrifying. Voldemort didn't like him. It was very, very obvious and it set him on edge. "Like you'd know anything."

Glaring, Draco felt an urge to put his hand over his arm because he could feel Harry staring at it. He almost felt it burn on his arm but he knew it was all in his head. "You shouldn't speculate like that. It'll get you into trouble."