"If there's anything at all that you need Potter, please don't hesitate to reach out."

"I'm sure that won't be necessary, but thank you Malfoy."

"I know you won't take me up on it because you're too kind for that, but even if it's something trivial. I don't mind."

It had been a month since the end of the trials, and Harry was in a slump. Ron and Hermione were together in Australia, and once again he found himself alone. Luna would check up on him weekly, but other than that, he didn't have much contact with anyone else.

Harry had been staring at his parchment for days now, trying to figure out what to write. There were scattered attempts at previous messages littering the floor, and Harry was growing increasingly frustrated.

"Why is this so hard?!," he asked, hands tightly gripping his hair. "You know what? Fuck it."

Deciding to be straight to the point, Harry wrote a brief message and sent it to Draco before he could change his mind again.