"It appears Miss Greengrass has her sights set on you," the older wizard chuckled, patting Draco on the shoulder. In response, Draco tilted his head to eye the young witch up and down. Astoria Greengrass was very pretty, in an empty sort of way. Good arm candy, but nothing compared to--
Well, that's what Parvati was, right? Might as well say it.
Nothing compared to the love of his life.
But being polite, he decided he would grant Miss Greengrass a dance.
"So, Draco," Astoria began slyly, trying to think of something clever and flirtatious to say. Cutting her off with an eye roll, Draco took her by the upper back and led her onto the dance floor.
"I hear you had an exciting spa vacation in Bali, why don't you tell me a long and detailed story about that?" Draco suggested, his sarcasm unnoticed by Astoria. As the young witch launched into a tale that required absentminded "Oh really?" and "That's nice" responses in return, Draco caught his fiancee's eye over Astoria's pale shoulder.