When Draco Malfoy died, the condolences flew in like autumn leaves on a windy September night. There was so much sympathy, so much pain and so many regrets in the air that the entire experience left a very bitter taste in Harry's mouth.
Malfoy's wife, Astoria looked like the living dead, but that was probably because Draco had left the entirety of his fortune to charity , with a special trust fund for Scorpio Malfoy and only Scorpio Malfoy. Needless to say the ice blond beauty had been livid, chewing out every one who came within visible distance and unsuspecting minds attributed the behavior to grief over losing her handsome husband.
Ironically , no one comforted or even noticed Blaise Zabini.
Which was a shame because he was the one who had truly loved Draco.
And he was the one Draco had loved, with all his heart and soul.
But that was because no one knew. No one knew about their illicit meetings, the late night encounters, whispered breathing, shared secrets, inside jokes or heated glances.
No one except, Harry Potter.