"Where did you disappear off to?" Liz asked in a tone, that unexpectedly helped Harry calculate how long he had been absent - about the equivalent of Liz drinking four glasses of champagne.<br/>"Um," Harry started, having to fight an instinct to glance around the room for Draco. "I got a bit claustrophobic by the crowd so, uh, Mr. Malfoy's son showed me around the house for a while."<br/>Harry hesitated before eventually deciding not to call Draco by his first name, as he restlessly fumbled with his cuff. Thankfully this was interpreted as him having forgotten the other's name, and the gentleman by Liz's side (who's name he had actually forgotten) politely offered: "Draco."<br/>"Yes," Harry agreed, nodding slightly in an attempt to appear believably reminded by it, as if he hadn't mumbled his name several times in the moments prior to this conversation. "Of course."