"You're also blind," Draco said. It had taken forever for Severus to see that he was interested and by then Draco had been anything but subtle. The other options left included neon lights and spelling a love declaration and walk into Severus's room naked. Thankfully, he had been spared that humiliation even if he had taken too long to get Severus.
"Well, yes, I'd rather like being alive, but you'd do a great job, except with the arrogance bit, that's really important, but you can ask Pucey with that. He's snob enough to teach him properly, and never ever let him learn from Millicent or Pansy, they are being way too accepting lately." Draco shivered at the idea of a mudblood or a squib near his son. "They make Pucey's choice look perfect."
He rolled his eyes. "Mother has a very different perception of reality. She doesn't realise that aunt Bella would kill us for the hell of it." He shook his head. "There's really no point, Severus. If they find out that he's here, they won't care why I brought him here, and it won't be difficult to make the right conclusion." He frowned, thinking. "Stirlings, I don't know. I can check our business records. Am I looking for something in particular?"