Unperturbed by Draco's Death Glare, he'd seen it all before, a wicked gleam crackled in Blaise's eyes, "Good to know you're still in there; and threatening the Minister no less! I shouldn't have doubted you in the least. Self-preserving as always," he drawled, leaning over the table towards Draco, "though it seems you are enamored with being 'close' to someone, hmm?"
A merciless grin spread across his face, "Now that your honor as a Slytherin is out of the way, I'd like to hear a little more about the subject you are so eager to pass lightly over. Seeking for the other team? I truly am hurt you couldn't have told little old me," he pouted beautifully over his coffee. "I think I deserve a little more credit than all that."