Draco nodded. Oh, he was fairly certain that she would marry him, though more than likely, wouldn't do anything else with the blood traitor. But as for Potter? Who would be the one that would fit the decree, but make certain that he suffered? Even more than he already was, of course. "Millicent Bulstrode. Yes, I think she would be the perfect choice for Potter." Despite being a pureblood, he couldn't think of anyone who would want to have her as a marriage partner.
"I will make certain to do so," he said, setting down his glass as he glanced over what she had written. A scrap of parchment and a quill was withdrawn, and he made notes to himself, often circling ideas and drawing threads between several of them. "Yes, yes," he said softly to himself on several occasions. When he had finished, he glanced at the rather intricate web he'd drawn up. It was brilliant, as there were no loopholes.
"Most excellent, Bella. And of course, it won't be too difficult to have Skeeter write it in a positive light, so that it looks like we are only working harder to incorporate the mudbloods into wizarding society."