Thanks to Lucio’s presence there had been a silent agreement (signaled by Draco’s stern glance around the room and then at his son when the wine came out) that everyone would be on their best behavior until he was taken to bed. When Pansy finally came forward to announce it was time, the guests bid goodnight to the little princeling, and that they hoped to see him again soon. Lucio kissed his mother and father goodnight and followed Pansy from the room, too stuffed with food to protest that he was not tired.