Draco had his own decisions to make - his own plans to follow through on. He'd made himself scarce since they'd returned to the Manor, and he missed Astoria and the freedom he had to talk to her. Now, especially.
But these moves by the Ministry, they were forcing people's hands. Including his, it seemed, and it wasn't only about protecting himself as it had felt like it was last year.
Last year seemed relatively simple, compared to all of this.
... And he had no idea what was on with Nott, and why he was so formal and ridiculous, but at least having him over might distract Draco, at least that was what he was hoping for.
At the knock, Draco sat up in the chair he'd been laying across, and simply said 'Enter.'