Pucey. The name was familiar - he'd have to look the bloke up. It was always good to see which purebloods were amenable, and this recent crop of theirs ha been disappointing to say the least. If he could bring in another recruit or two, it just might tip the balance in his favor. The Dark Lord had been pleased with his recent efforts.
"Those rivalries can make things awkward," he agreed, shaking his head. "When my mother was fixing me up with the daughters of her friends, she made a similar mistake. It didn't end well. Fortunately, she's left off that for the last few years." No sense in telling her about Liesl just yet. "Though I'm glad that you're in a better mood today. I'd hate to think that I ranked below someone you played against in school."