She scowled lightly at him in the reflection of her vanity mirror, "Actually, he’s coming as the plus one for his wife - you know, the famous Quidditch player?" he opened his mouth into a silent "ah’, coming to sit down on the end of their bed behind her, "And you make it sound like he’s some bum," she added reproachfully, "he’s a stay-at-home-dad," Draco wrinkled his nose slightly, "Oh, come on - I don’t know what your problem is with it. You wouldn’t think twice if he were a woman,"