The moment Draco untangled himself from the mans grip, Chad finally managed to deflect his gaze. He had been standing with a couple of teammates and a single invitee, and was quick to excuse himself from a conversation he hadn't participated in for the last twenty minutes.<br/>Without waiting for a reaction he turned around and edged past a couple of people. For a moment he considered going straight to the man who had until now clung to Draco's side, but decided, in the last moment, to be the bigger man and turn to Draco for an explanation.<br/>"Hey," he said as he crossed the doorstep and into the kitchen.<br/>Chad hadn't previously been aware of the attention that had been drawn to them, but he suddenly saw how people left the kitchen, presumably sensing the tension in Chad's voice, even when he hadn't intended for it to be there.<br/>"What's going on?" he pressed on, doing his very best to sound unaffected by the ordeal, wanting to give Draco the benefit of the doubt. "Who's he?"