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Shit. Draco had told McGonagall their arrangement should be kept a secret under all circumstances. She was the last person he had expected to blab his secret.

“What is it?” Potter pressed.

“I’m sorry,” McGonagall told Draco, “I thought you two…” The rest of the unspoken sentence had Draco’s mind spinning. She obviously thought they were close enough for Draco to share his secret with Potter.

“Ugh, just tell him,” Draco sighed. He didn’t want to explain it himself.

“Very well,” McGonagall said. “About two years ago, Mr. Malfoy approached me with an idea.”

“What kind of idea?”

“An infant school.”

“What?” Potter’s head whipped around to stare at Draco. “That school was your idea?”

“Ah, so you do know about it.”

“He took me there,” Potter murmured without taking his eyes off Draco. “But I didn’t know…”

“Well, he was rather persuasive,” McGonagall said with the tiniest hint of a smile. “How did you put it? ‘We don’t need another lunatic who wants to take over the world because he thinks he’s better than everyone.’”

Draco snorted. “It’s true, isn’t it?”

“What convinced me most,” McGonagall continued, “was what you said about wizarding children being united before they come here. While dividing them into houses isn’t meant to be pitting them against each other, I can’t deny it’s a natural course, especially with Gryffindors and Slytherins.” Her mouth curved upwards. “But it’s nice to see that can turn out well.”

Draco coughed, feeling heat rush to his cheeks.

“Oh, before I forget,” McGonagall said, “Professor Flitwick wanted to give you some documents on spellwork. He was going to owl it to you, but since you’re here…” She got out of her seat. “I’ll be right back.”

Draco could tell Potter was dying to talk to him, but he waited until McGonagall had closed the door behind her.

“Are you fucking serious?” he blurted.

Draco tried to keep his face impassive. “What?”

“You don’t just volunteer at that school! It was your idea? It’s your school?”

“Nobody knows about this Potter, about my involvement at least. Pansy and Blaise know, oh, and Luna, but I made them swear not to tell anybody.”