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Harry stood by the podium while Hermione gave her Minister for Magic speech. His eyes scanned the audience as he pretended to pay attention, but it was too hard to actually listen when he had heard all this a thousand times before.
The scanning halted when he spotted familiar blond hair among the crowd, and he bit down on his lip to stiffle a silly grin. He was glad Draco was here and decided today was the day he would finally say something. Then maybe he could get rid of this awful feeling in his stomach when Draco was near.