Pansy,
I haven't bothered
yelling at Davis or the rest of them in weeks, seeing as our practise is basically a farce. I've given up hope that they'll ever amount to anything much on the Quidditch pitch again. I'm not surprised if Davis has snapped, but it's not my fault.
I'll tell my mother to expect your company, then. Of course, I can't promise you won't be forced to sit through another dramatic reading of my parents' wedding album. Mother does like to spring it on unsuspecting visitors from time to time.
You already know my thoughts on your choice. Out of curiosity, do you really think that you can protect him once your parents find out? You do realise your father's business associates aren't hopeless romantics at heart. They'll make an example of him, you know.
-Draco