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“I suppose you would rather be sleeping than hexing your teammates from the stands. That was a very mature choice.”

Draco decided not to point out that he hadn’t even considered hexing his former teammates from the stands and that had he thought of that he would have gone through with it. He’d just been tired.

“It was an interesting game,” Lucius continued. “Gryffindor won.”

“I wonder why.”

“But Slytherin caught the Snitch.”

Draco’s head shot up. “What!”

Lucius was smiling ironically. “Harry Potter refused to play against the Slytherin team. Gryffindor only won by ten points. I thought you would want to know.”

And with that, Draco’s father walked out of the room and Draco could hear him bidding Medusa good day a few seconds later.

Draco frowned. What had gotten into Potter? Normally nothing would stop him from a game, yet he refused to play this morning. He was going to have a long talk with Potter the next time he saw him.

Chapter 14: Sidestepping the Question

Draco had showered and eaten breakfast (or lunch if one was being completely accurate) before he encountered Harry. Well, in all truth, Draco had showered, eaten, finished the homework he had been putting off for some time about how one defends oneself from a creature that could only be described by its looks as a puff ball, and started dozing off at the lateness of the day before Harry showed up. Most of this was forgotten in the next chain of events, but later Draco would remember that they did happen.

However, later Draco would not be able to work out why the next chain of events happened, except to say that he was losing his mind due to the bond that was now present between himself and Harry. He started out in control of the situation, he really did, when Harry walked in cursing at Medusa who had not been happy to see that he was still breathing.

“Potter.”

“Malfoy.”

“Interesting Quidditch game, I hear.”

“Nice bunch of friends you have,” Harry replied in an almost amicable tone as he sat down on the leather couch opposite Draco.

“There is a rather large difference between those in Slytherin who are privileged enough to be my comrades, and those who merely fear me.”

“I couldn’t tell,” Harry replied sarcastically.