These robes are growing on him. Not for any religious reasons, but more because it reminds him of something his father or grandfather would wear. Ditch the cross, and he'd fit in at the Malfoy estate better than ever. It's a thought that makes him smile with a bit of wicked amusement. Grandfather would hate his fashion sense being compared to a muggle priest.

When someone approaches him from behind, he sighs heavily. "Here to kill me? Or would you like to confess a sin?"