If the strange man looked back he'd see Draco's expression soften a moment. He had genuine feelings of affection for Severus. His teach and mentor, friend of hsi father's. Severus Snape had been a constant figure in his life. But guilt quickly followed. They hadn't been on the best of terms when Severus died. But then it was all quickly shuttered behind mental walls.

"Hardly surprising. Even in my world many do not know or excel in Potions. It requires talent and percision." Draco glanced back behind them, wondering how long it was going to take his broom to reach him. It should be soon.

"How did you command the bird?"