"Yes, so you keep saying. I think I understand," he said, laughing, although he really didn't understand the problem. He'd always grown up knowing that one day he'd get married. It seemed foolish to wait.
"I doubt she can appear here, Blaise. She can try, but she'll be dead before she gets to us. I'm okay with that." Draco snorted. "How exactly are you planning to get that information if you don't get involved? The moment you start asking for things, you have to be willing to do things. I'm willing to pretend that the stupid cunt doesn't exist."