Draco would point out that he had invited everyone, even utterly insufferable bastards like Vaisey, so the invitation hadn't been personal. But he also knew that Nott was just as expected to bow to pretense as he was, and so he only nodded and picked up a glass from a tray that floated by.
"I'm surprised you came, though, Nott. Aren't you meant to be hiding from the world?"