It all happened very quickly. She was about to open her mouth to respond to her ex, when her husband came storming up to them and then there was drink, glass, and two identically dressed men facing down eachother.
"Draco! Oh my God!" Parvati gasped, her voice bordering a quiet scream of shock, "He's not....he's a guest with -" She had heard rumor from Dina, that there had been a chance Jacob was attending, but it still had floored her. And apparently her husband.
"With me!" A tall indian witch rushed into the fray as well, "What's going on?!"
"Malfoy." Jacob spat, shoving Draco away from him and wiping his face off with the crook of his arm in one fierce gesture. "As charming as ever. I'd hardly imagine that myself being at your party is the equivalent of what you owe me."
Pulling the lapels of his jacket forward, he turned, "Let's go Amira."
Still shocked, Parvati stepped toward the brunette, "Jake, I'm sorry-"
He turned just barely to acknowledge her comment with a nod and was gone.
Blinking furiously, she turned to face her husband (a few camera flashes having been going off - surely this would be in the papers tommorrow). "Draco, what....was that?!" Her voice was quiet but warbling, indicating tears were near.