"Ah, well, that's mothers for you." Of course, Alphard's pwn mother had not so much tried to set him up with women as tried to thrust a proper wife upon him and prayed for it to stick. If not for his last name, he was certain his behavior at various parties would have scared them off from the get-go. He did not have the heart nor did he want to tell her that there was more to it than that as far as he was concerned, it would only bring the mood down and Alphard rarely talked about his upbringing if he could help it. The most he had spoken of it was while he was under the love potion which probably spoke of some deep rooted desire for someone to truly know and understand. He was grateful he had not been paired with someone who would surely use it against him.
Instead he focused on other things, like Parvati calling Draco a ninny! Alphard did not know what Draco was like in school, but he was still his nephew and so he let out an "Oi!" in protest, though his smile remained. "My nephew is an angel, I cannot be swayed to believe otherwise. Besides, he somehow managed to inherit my good looks. The lucky lad." Grinning over at her, he scooted back on the bed, kicking his shoes off in the process before he came to lean against the headboard.
"Yes, but your fondness for me will allow you to overlook any of my indiscretions." he insisted, leaning forward to grab at the bottle in order to pour himself another glass. Once he'd done that, he frowned over at her and nodded towards the empty space beside him.