In any other context, Harry would have found it very kind of Draco to attempt to merge Harry's amazingly trivial life with that of his other guests, but in that exact moment, Harry wouldn't muster enough energy to actively partake in a conversation like that.<br/>With a polite, but otherwise rather unengaged smile, Harry's eyes' found the man, offering a small nod as a curtsy.<br/>"Pleasure," he answered, not even attempting to speak over the loud music. Instead, he just shifted his position slight. "I was just thanking Draco for inviting me, but I have to get going."<br/>Harry wished he had called a cab when he first told Draco he was on his way home, but he knew he was going to leave the conversation regardless of how good his excuse as. He directed a brief look in Draco's direction, an almost apologetical smile on his lips. "Thank you for inviting me."<br/>With that, Harry stood from the couch, sending Draco yet another uncertain glance, before edging past Dave in search for an exit.