"Admitting you are fit is like admitting I looked at you in school." he said with a small laugh. He was feeling better than before and the alcohol was already burning a path through his vein, making him feel pleasantly blurred around the edges. "Another scotch, please." he directed the bartender who looked at him with some amount of disdain, almost like he was interfering with his plans to flirt with Ginny.
"I was branded for being a former Death Eater and ST, marrying her would change her status and risk Ae-cha." he said slowly, a darkness entering his eyes as he spoke about his daughter. "It has nothing to do with imaginary emotions called love." He accepted the scotch from the bartender and sent him a very scathing look in return.
He sipped his drink and shrugged. "Same reason why you are here drinking with me and not with Granger or Lovegood." he said slowly. "Draco has his own life in France and Pucey is a prat on the best days. Why all the questions? Is it so hard to believe I would drink with you? We partied for New Years Eve together, didn't we?"