Well. Charlie didn't seem like he'd be so ready to murder Draco right off the bat. In fact, he seemed curious, at that. Slowly starting to make a dent into the pasta that Ginny had cooked up for both of them, Draco leaned back into his chair lightly.
"I'm worried about my relationship with Ginny. I do honestly like her, but I...there's too much that comes with being involved with her. Some part of me knew and recognized that going into it, but some part of me ignored it, too. I'm also of the inclination that you're one bloody lucky bloke, captivating the attention of one of my best friends. Blaise is fucking fantastic," commented Draco lightly, hoping Charlie caught his other meaning without him needing to say it. "At the same time, I couldn't think to hurt Ginny." He offered Charlie an awkward glance. "She's...well, she's amazing, though I'm sure I don't have to tell you that. I think she knows we're not looking forward to a permanent future together, but at the same time I...I don't know what she'd do if I suddenly admitted to the world that I was more interested in blokes."