As Draco stormed away without giving her a moment to speak, Parvati breathed in and out, trying to recompose herself. People around the bar were all staring, and a lesser woman would have rushed off in tears. Instead, in true pureblood fashion, Mrs. Malfoy breathed deeply and was then back to having her back straight, head up and smile on.
Padma had rushed over, and after speaking to her for a few minutes to appear as if everything was normal, Parvati then shook her away and went to search for Draco. It had taken a while, winding through dark corridors and attempting not to scream everytime a ghoul (hired especially for the event) jumped out at her.
After one particular encounter, she scowled, “Ugh, you think I’d be used to it after growing up in Hogwarts-“ Parvati mumbled to herself, before she spied her devil (looking more harbringer of doom than satan’s spawn) leaning against a corridor.
“Dragon.” Parvati greeted quietly, and in the next instant she dissolved in tears. She was upset over his actions, upset over his upset, and upset at Jacob who she did realize had been a giant douche showing up at her husband’s party. "I didn't mean to put my arms around him. I thought he was you from the back, you have the same costume-" She flinched, "I'm sorry I apologized, I just...I just....I didn't know what was happening. I just...I can't stand violence, Draco...and he wasn't...being inappropriate to me. And I … don’t know…I.... I'm sorry to you. I was...out of line."
She felt small in front of him, "Please don't let this ruin your night." She reached out for him.