*Lucius ignores her. This is too good - is Weasley really preparing for a fight, handing the squirmy little brat off like that? He can't help pushing it that one extra step, smiling at Narcissa unpleasantly.*

Their own Quidditch team, indeed, darling. You see, this is what happens when people can't get it right the first time. Or the second. Or the sixth, evidently.