Having left the bar the previous night, Draco wasn’t quite sure of what to make of his future spouse, though he had to admit he liked that she had some “bite” to her and that’s how he was now. In his office, wondering just what this complete joke of a marriage would be like. Having been sat behind his desk when he received the owl from Aria. Obviously when he replied, he was just trying to annoy her though after their brief encounter the night before, it was evident that he didn’t really need to try.
Within an hour of replying to the note; Draco had told his assistant that he was leaving and to continue with the file she was working with before she could leave. After speaking to the assistant outside of his office, Draco walked back into his office to floo home. With a small sigh, he called for an elf, which appeared and bowed at him and greeted him. “Miss Bearnard is coming for dinner tonight; make sure it’s something that’s not too over the top— regardless of what my parents are eating if they’re in.” The elf nodded at the instructions, assured him that it would be done and disappeared.
Then Draco went in search of his parents. “The future wife is coming tonight.” He informed them when he found them in the north wing— their part of the manor when they stayed as opposed to being in another house. “You can either join us at the table or meet her afterwards.” Seeing his mother open her mouth to speak, Draco continued, “Please don’t argue, mother. I’m stressed enough. Make your choice and if you’re going to join us; dinner will be served at the normal time. I have to get ready..” He then nodded at his father- a show of respect though not as much as he once would have shown, “Father.. Mother. See you both later.” Annnd before there was any protest he’d left.
Walking into his own chambers, he showered and changed, making himself more presentable in general though he wasn’t nearly as smart as he had been in the pub last night. All he had to do now; was wait.. He sincerely hoped that she wasn’t late; just as the note to Aria had said, he really couldn’t stand those who were slack set up.