Harry inwardly groaned when Malfoy walked up to him, reluctantly taking the outstretched hand. He sighed at the question wondering if Malfoy was sarcastic or sincere or - well he couldn't be arsed to analyse him really.
"I have a few other things on my mind at the moment," he said. "Not everything is about attention, but then this might be the wrong house to point that out in."
Gods he hated these kinds of affairs. How long did he have to stay before he could get away with leaving? And where had Ginny got off to? Or Ron. Yes if he spotted Ron this could be manageable.
"Any news on the research yet?" he asked, because really that was the only topic he and Draco had in comon.