With a tremendous pout, Blaise crossed his arms and sighed magnificently, "Fine. But I had damn well better be the first person to find out about your precious little Mudblood, and not one of his cohorts, Malfoy," he sniped, throwing out the last name like a barb.
After a moment of heartfelt sulking and staring off dramatically, he slid his eyes back to Draco's face. "So, do you want to hear how about my experiments in the French maid department? Or have you gotten yourself so wrapped up in love," he swooned, rolling his eyes, "that you failed to noticed I've been gone for over a year?"