Draco had a charm over his house to alert him to the presence of others on his properties and while he let the house elf answer the door he knew it had to be Percy on the other side. No one else but his mother and his lawyer knew he was even home and he doubted either would show up at this hour or this weather.
Closing the book up and tossing it under his pillow he made his bed and quickly got undressed leaving his old clothes in a pile on the bathroom floor. He washed his face and redressed as carefully but as swiftly as he could. The elf would show Percy to the waiting room but he really didn't want him to wait long. He wanted the sleep lines on the side of his face gone even more. As he expected, a elf knocked and announced that Draco had a guest.
"What is he even doing here?" He asked his reflection before dismissing the elf and making his way down to the first floor to the sitting room. When he saw he was right, that it definitely was Percy, he put on a frown so he wouldn't appear too hopeful. "Weasley..."