Harry tried to hide his face from his new house members. Although the students at school constantly turned on him, it was his first time feeling like an outsider. Ron always tried to make him feel at least a little welcome in the Wizarding world (even when they had their fights), and Hermione was always by his side. After dying once, he kind of was attached to his friends. He'd never forget the look of the dead bodies in the Battle, and the fear he faced when realizing that some of the corpses were people he knew.

With a sigh, Harry placed his trunk by his new bed. The dungeons were cold, but Harry didn't mind it. His nose was chilled and his glasses were collecting frost, but he had slept outside in -5° weather at the Dursley's and he had survived. He'd be fine.

Harry briefly wondered about the day as he unpacked. He placed a few books on the nightstand next to his bed. He licked his dry lips and heard a door open. He silently prayed no one would see him.

"Potter," Draco greeted. It wasn't in an ugly sneer, or was it entirely welcoming.

"Heard about the potion. Fucking sucks." Harry froze as the blond went on.

"You'd really think Snape would save his own, at the very least spare you to repay a life debt." Harry could feel Malfoy rolling his eyes. Harry shook his head to himself, staying silent.

"You aren't gonna say anything? Pity, but I guess your face says everything. Anxious, Potter?" This made Harry grit his teeth.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy." His voice was nearly an animalistic growl. His jaw popped as his teeth ached. The blond Slytherin huffed and grabbed a book from Harry's nightstand.

"Hey! That's–"

"Oh sod off! It's a charms textbook, not anything of real value."

Harry managed to swipe the book and clutched it to his chest. He frowned and put the book back. Draco sat on his bed. The blankets creased under his weight.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" Harry shot, tugging at his bedsheet to try and hint to Draco to get the fuck off. Draco chuckled and watched Harry tug twice.

"Why, mad Potter? I mean, it's already all over your face." He purred.

"I will hex you."

"Then do it."