Intro. Draco didn't expect Hogwarts to go to hurt so much.
It was not by the walls collapsed or by the eyes - though they still followed it, loaded with distrust. It was for seeing him there, crossing the corridors with that same floor decided, with the scar live on the forehead ... and a cold in the eyes that Draco never met.
Harry Potter had changed mature. But not enough for Draco to stop knowing him.
They have not been spoken since the end of the fourth year. Since that night at the Tower of Astronomy, where everything ended where their two -year relationship ended with sharp words and broken promises. Draco had chosen the family name. The legacy. The mask.
Harry recovered from the pain that the war had left. Via the return to Hogwarts as a chance to start over, a normal year, for once, without Voldemort, without loss. Just an ordinary year in Hogwarts, alongside friends, was all I wanted that year.