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Draco was lounging on the sofa, having stopped his Transfiguration work “only for a minute to rest his eyes”. He only realized he’d been dozing for half an hour when he was shaken out of his stupor by the portrait door closing as entered the room.

“So how are things on the Gryffindor side of the school?” Draco drawled as he again looked at the Transfiguration essay he had to write.

Harry looked surprised that Draco had asked such a question. “Er—fine I guess.”

“I wasn’t actually interested,” Draco replied pointedly as Harry plopped into the armchair facing the sofa.

The Gryffindor shrugged carelessly. “So then, how are things at the Slytherin end of the school?”

“I wouldn’t know. You’d have to go to the Slytherin Common Room to find that out.”

Harry grinned lopsidedly. “Yes, I was planning on doing that but I thought I’d check with you first to see if you knew and save me the trip by telling me.”

“Sarcasm does not suit you, Harry.”

“If you say so.”

“I do.”

A pause. “So when is your appearance in court?”

Draco hid his surprise as Harry waited for an answer. “Monday.”

“Monday? That soon after the funeral?”

“Of course. You’re not thinking like a Slytherin, Harry. If Narcissa had requested Friday, I could then say that the funeral was on Friday and move it to a date of my choice, whatever was convenient enough for me. Saturday or Sunday would be convenient for me and therefore are out of the question. But since I already miss Friday’s classes, it’s only more inconvenient for me to miss Monday’s as well. Anything to throw off your opponent, Harry. You’d be surprised how the little things can undermine people.”

“So who’s going to be there?”

“Myself, my godfather, my mother, Archeon as holder of my father’s will, and the Wizengamot.”

“What if I wanted to come?” Harry’s voice sounded as if he didn’t care whether he went or not, but Draco wasn’t fooled.

“You’re already coming to the funeral, Potter Don’t push it.”

“Why can’t I come?”