<strong>Character:</strong>Draco Malfoy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Safe House (doesn't feel very safe, though)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Draco held onto Neville's hand for a two-count, not wishing to show disrepect, but certainly not a momentous, bond-strengthening occasion.  Stepping back, he smiled through clenched teeth at Luna's<em>observation</em>regarding the Death Eater name, though chose not to reply.  The name was not silly and had significant meaning, but there was nothing to be gained by such an arguement.<br/><br/>Jaw still clenched, Draco exhaled forcefully through his nose as he saw Tonks glaring at him.<em>And time for yet another insignificant member to begin "ruling" on whether I should be accepted.</em>He remained quiet as she began ordering the room cleared of all the junior members and non-combatants.  As the chairs were conjured, Draco could feel Tonks' eyes on him.<em>Who are you and how have I wronged you?</em>he thought toward the woman with changing hair.  He sat down, remaining in her line of sight.  Upon receiving yet another glare, this time having a better idea for the reason.  Draco sent a brief, sarcastic smile at Arthur.  He did, however, remain silent through the reading of names and the moment of silence.  There had been some admirable people on the list...particularly Professor Flitwick.  From there, however, the tone took a sharp turn.  Draco, like any Malfoy, had made a long habit of not allowing any Weasley power over him.  He stood up.  "We also seem to have an unimportant man who thinks he has any authority on this matter.  This<em>order of business</em>was resolved for the time being by better men than you and will<em>not</em>be decided for certain until Harry returns."