Draco saw the unlikely trio (quartet if you counted Polly) confabulate for quite a while, and while he had shown some kind of restraint, when there was no sign that the conversation would be over any time soon, he walked toward them.
"If it isn't three of my favourite people," he said in greeting. "Pansy, my dear, you look radiant as usual. Morag, I'd say the same, but you'd take it as an insult, so you look... as intimidating and forceful as ever. Antonin, my friend, good to see you." He didn't even have to fake his good mood. These were people he trusted and that wasn't to be discounted.