Chapter 4
When Harry rounds the corner, he automatically scans the crowd fifty feet away for Draco's distinctive blonde hair, because that's where Draco should be. So it surprises him when a familiar voice says "Hello" hardly two feet away from him.
Masking his surprise like a true Auror, he turns to face Draco. "Hello," he replies. They both fall silent as they look each other over. But it's a comfortable silence, not an awkward one, and Harry smiles slightly.
Finally, Draco holds out his hand, and Harry shakes it. "Join me for coffee?" Draco asks, and Harry can't help but agree.