"Oi, you gonna eat that?" Blaise's question broke his stupor and Draco was pulled back to his reality and friends. A few were missing around the table that normally housed the boisterous Slytherins. Pansy was, of course, talking as loudly as possible about something feminine and obscure that Draco cared little about. He didn't care either about the fact, that she had tried to practically drape herself across Blaise's lap while battling her eyes for his attention. For once in his life, however, Blaise seemed more interested in the food. Draco handed the proffered food to Blaise and turned to his other friend.