After Draco finished his breakfast we started to walk to class. I quickly grabbed his hand loving the way it felt in mine. The walk there was quiet, like most were, but it was comforting. I didn’t want it to end. But soon we made it to potions. Draco never told me but you can tell by how his mood instantly drops every time we entered the potions room. It wasn’t the same now that Snape is gone. Everyone realized. Potions was never the same. After the war we tried to make everything as normal as possible but nothing could make the losses hurt less. Half the people who died in the war didn’t get a proper burial. If you were a death eater or had any relation with one the chances of you getting a burial was close to none. Even though Snape was on our side he didn’t get one. We tried to hold a memorial for him, but none of us knew what we were doing. In the end we decided to engrave the names of everyone we lost on the wall right next to the room of requirements.  

Classes were boring like always and I was so happy that it was finally over. Draco and I decided to go for a walk, he said he knew a great spot and wanted to show me. We were almost there when we ran into Ron and Hermione.

“Harry? We haven’t seen you in forever. I was getting worried about you.”

“Yeah mate. Where were you?”

             Clearly they didn’t see Draco. Standing not even a foot away from us. 

“I have been busy.”

              I mean it isn’t a lie. I have been busy, busy hanging out with Draco.

“Well how about we hang out now, and talk? It feels like months since we last talked.”

             Maybe because it has been a few months.

“Actually I have plans.”

“Then how about tomorrow.” 

              I think, trying to remember what day it was. It took a moment but I realize I have a date with Draco tomorrow.

“I can’t actually. I have plans.”

“We are your best friends. What is more important? Do you have a date or something?”

    I was trying to figure out the best way to answer the question but luckily Draco answered for me. 

“Actually he does.”

“Malfoy? How would you know? We are his best friends, I am sure he would have told us first.”

“Were. You were his best friends.”

“What do you mean were?”

             Well Ron and Draco continued to talk, Hermione finally noticed.

“Ron….Ron..Ron! Look.”

              She then pointed to our hands which were still interlaced. He looked where she was pointing and then just stayed there in shock. 

“You're going on a date with Malfoy? Out of all people why Malfoy?”

“Maybe because I actually pay attention to him.”

“ We pay attention to him?”

“Really. If you paid any attention to him at all you would know that he wasn’t ok. You would have noticed he doesn’t sleep at night. Or maybe the fact that he is never in the dorms. How about the fact he hasn’t left my side for the past week. You haven’t paid attention at all. You were too busy doing who knows what to notice him.”

“Harry is this true? Is this how you feel?”

    Hermione asked with guilt evident on her face. I slowly nod. Looking down, not wanting to face them. 

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