That hadn't been the response that Draco had been expecting, but now that he knew, he gave her a dark look. "Ginny." He sighed lightly, and as an afterthought, gave her a small grin. "I can whip us up something quick, if you fancy it. It's no good to get drunk without any food in your system, after all. And I'd advise you to stop spending too much time around Potter. Not because of our old hatred of each other--we're both well past that stage, actually, and rather likeable friends as of right now--but because it's eating away at you, Ginny. You're even starting to wear clothes like he does, all baggy and such."
Draco wrinkled his nose in dislike. He was being protective, but that was just in his nature once someone became his friend.