Harry and Draco entered the church silently, slipping into the pews near the front. They sat together, not a word being passed between them for a few long minutes. Draco gave up trying to get into Harry's head and turned to his lover.
"Love?" harry hummed in reply as he watched the priests set up for the service scheduled for later on. "Why are we here again? From what you've told me, we aren't really the most welcomed people in a place like this." Harry tore his gaze away from the activity in front of them to face the blonde.
"I've always been curious about the blending muggle-borns do between the life they had before Hogwarts and the life they have post-school. Hermione told me she her family used to come to a church like this when she was younger, but when she started Hogwarts, she eventually stopped coming," Harry answered. "And I suppose I feel the need for absolution for the deaths caused by the battle." Draco pulled the smaller boy into his arms despite the curious looks they received. One of the priests came to them and addressed Harry curiously.
"I couldn't help but to overhear your need for absolution. I have a few minutes if you want me to go the confessional," he held out his hand in the direction of said room. Harry nodded, leaving Draco alone in the church for the time being. He shifted uncomfortably in the pew as more people slowly began to fill into the empty spots around him. Giving up on the church, he went outside to wait where he could be left to his own thoughts. Finally, Harry came out to rejoin him with a more peaceful look to him. They linked arms as they walked to the car Harry insisted on buying.
"So, explain to me again the whole religion thing again," Draco asked, getting into the passenger seat. Harry snorted in laughter before pulling out of the parking lot quickly and heading towards home.