Harry and Ginny were having one of their many days just lay on their backs in the park, chatting away. At one point, Ginny was giggling and turned on her sad to give Harry a kiss, and Harry saw her face fall.
“Oh dear,” he heard her say. “Old friend at 3 o’ clock.”
Harry turned to have a look what she was talking about, and he heard a voice that was so recognisable that he didn’t even need to look.
“Oh great,” Harry said with a sigh. He knew this wasn’t going to be pleasant. After everything Draco had done, Harry was unsure how to proceed with him. His Mother had saved Harry’s life, there was no denying that. She did it so she could get to Draco, which kind of means that Draco helped.
But, Harry, Ron and Hermione had also saved Draco’s life, and Draco was no nicer to them because of this.
Harry decided to just be civil. The war was over, and the Malfoy’s had left Voldemort’s side – not because they were good people, just for themselves, but better late than never right?
When Harry heard the familiar sprawl of “Potter,” however, he thought he might have made a mistake. He didn’t think he could stand the voice after so many years of torment and annoyance.
“Malfoy,” Harry replied, and for good measure, added “how have you been?”.
Malfoy replied that he had been okay, and the conversation went on in this awkward, polite way – until Ginny joined in.
“Don’t you come over here talking to us like you’re our friend!” Ginny shouted at Draco. She went on all about how he had given them hell for 6 years at Hogwarts, and now he was sauntering up like nothing ever happened, and how dare he talk to Harry after all that. Draco just stared, looking surprised, and slightly amused.
“I see your girlfriend still fights your battles Potter,” Draco said, eventually snapping having had enough of Ginny shouting at him. He completely ignored Ginny, and his face had changed from the awkward, polite look he had had all the way through the conversation, to his usual arrogant look.
“That’s more like it Draco, nice didn’t suit you,” Harry said to Draco, and he pulled Ginny away.
“Let’s go home,” he said to Ginny, laughing at the way she had flown off at Draco.
“Shut up Harry,” she replied, with a sheepish smile on her face.