"Wrong. I'm definitely the more lovable brother." Iggy returned out of the corner of his mouth, watching as his sister-in-law sat down, just in case she chose to poison his drink.
"No, thank you." Parvati gave her husband a winning smile at his doting, reaching for her own glass.
She had been keen on ignoring Iggy when Draco commented about his diet.
"What?" Iggy spluttered, "No, I'm not!" He stared accusingly at his brother. "I'm not."
"A diet? Do you like someone, Iggy?" Parvati couldn't help herself, she was intrigued, "You know, they should love you back just the way you are: You're a Malfoy! It doesn't matter if you're thin or not."
"But I'm - wait, are you saying I'm not?" Iggy gaped. He was stocky but well built, damnit!
"-But I do understand wanting to lose some weight," Parvati continued, thoughtfully, She tapped her blue fingernails against her wineglass as she contemplated her already slim figure, "So I'll join you! We can do it together - Just a smaller portion for me, too!" She informed the elves.