Tibby nodded, "Very well, Miss Daphne," she squeaked, then disappeared with a crack.
Tibby found Draco in the garden. She bowed to him, "Master Draco," she stuttered. "Miss Daphne is here."
Draco whipped around, "Show her to the Drawing Room, Tibby. I'll be there momentarily." He strode inside purposefully, heading to the drawing room where he waited for her, his back to the door.
He was in lightweight dark charcoal gray robes that were quite simple. As Tibby brought in Daphne, he turned to her and smiled, "Daphne, how lovely."