Who: Draco and Lucius Malfoy What: Discussing things When: Today, Lunch Where: Some very fancy wizarding restaraunt. Rating/Warning: TBA
Draco had entertained the idea of making a reservation at one of the muggle places he liked - but his restaraunt hopping hobby only extended so far, and while the idea of dragging his father to one of them was novel, it was not something for today. Not only did he now have to speak to him about the wedding, and apologise for not telling him his specific plans for the engagement he supposed, he also had to bring up the issue of Nott that he and Goyle had gone over.
It wasn't looking to be a very promising afternoon, all things considered.
So, he'd booked at one of the fancier of the wizarding restaraunts that was hidden away in London, and he'd owled his father the evening before to let him know what time they had a table. Now, he was sipping absently his glass of red wine and waiting, having arrived early, for his father to arrive.