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“Potter.”
Harry was staring out of the window, watching the scenery go by. He couldn't believe that this was the last time he'd be on the Hogwarts Express. He couldn't believe Hermione and Ron weren't there with him, either. They'd decided that they needed some 'us'-time, whatever that meant.
Harry felt lonely. Upon hearing his name, his head snapped up and he looked at the door, right into Draco Malfoy's face. He was staring at Harry with a mixture of intent and nervousness. Harry noticed how different he looked from the last time he'd seen him on the train. How different they both were now.
“Is that seat taken?”
“Feel free.”
Draco nodded in thanks and sat down. Not for the first time, Harry noticed how handsome his former rival was. How strangely beautiful. He wondered if they would have gotten on if their situation had been different. If they could've been friends or lovers, even if their lives would have been easier. Suddenly, he wondered what was stopping them from being all that now?
He leaned forward slightly, looking at Draco from underneath his eye-lashes and purposefully started:
“So, Draco...”