"I supppose so," Draco said, carefully, remembering the stomach-churning terror of walking into that party, his anxiety at being around so many people only eclipsed by his fear that his aunt might take it into her head to casually start another war with the flick of her hand. "Yes. Let's say, certainly better than the alternative." He managed not to look away, though it was difficult to be regarded so wholly, so completely the focus of another person. His instinct was to duck under the nearest table, which was pretty pathetic. "I was... surprised to be invited."