The silence was rather unsettling, between the two. Finally the Gryffindor one gathered up all of his courage and said: "Well, Draco. I do hope your summer was fine."

Draco gave a snort. "What else could it be for a Malfoy?" he said with mock arrogance. They both began laughing for no reason.

"Okay," said Draco, putting his hands decisively on the table and turning serious. "Mr Potter, I believe we should continue our shopping trip."

Harry became serious as well.

"Mr Malfoy, you couldn't have been more correct." He stood. "Shall we take our leave?"

"What a great idea, Mr Potter."

"Why thank you Mr SluthDragon."

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

"Wait. WHAT! You dare to call me...I just...I...I'm gonna kill you Emy! No one, no one calls the great SlythDragon a SluthDragon! How dare you!"

Harry burst into laughter and went running from the Ice-Cream parlour, with Draco hot on his heels. After running around Diagon Alley a bit and after many disapproving glances of women, they stopped, panting.

"Ok, what's first on the list?" Harry asked, still a little breathless.

"Potions Ingredients," said Draco.

"To the Apothecary!" said Harry as they went, dodging people, as if they were bludgers.

Harry almost ran into someone as he headed for the door.

Harry's smile froze at the sight of the onyx eyes, crooked nose and greasy hair.

"Mr Potter," he said, reminding Harry of a panther advancing on his prey.

Just then Draco ran, panting to Harry.

"Sorry, Em, I was just caught by that lot, then my robes got stuck and you know, I can't just leave, so that they rip—" he too froze at the sight of his godfather.

"I mean...Potter you Scarface..Complete idiot, cannot see where you are going...eh...shouldn't even exist."

"Eh...yeah..Dr–Malfoy, you little scumbag...Slytherin pork."

Draco looked at him sharply.

"Why you little Gryffindork!"

"Dragondung!"

"Potty!"

"Slimy Snake!

"Greasy lion!"

"SluthDragon!"

"..."

Harry smirked over his victory.

"Ha! Take that now!" he said.

"Oh I'll get you back!" said Draco, mysteriously.

"Oh yeah? How?" said Harry in 'come at me' voice.

"Why don't I start, by telling Professor Snape, about the time on the train. You remember what happened to the soap?"

"Don't you dare!"

"Try me!"

"ENOUGH!" said Snape loudly and Harry and Draco jumped, having forgotten the man was there.

"Potter, why aren't you with your family? And Draco, what are you doing, being all friendly with him?"

Neither of them answered for a while. Then Harry looked at Draco and he gave a nod.

Harry looked back at Snape coolly.

"Why can't two friends spend time together?" asked Harry.

Snape raised his eyebrows.

"You? Friends? Don't lie, Potter. The day when you'll be even simply civil will be the day Dumbledore is dead, Hogwarts in ruins and Longbottom beheads one of the Dark Lord's helpers."

Harry snorted.

"Very funny, Professor. But we should get going."

With that the pair left. Severus watched them go with a smirk. He had enjoyed the small show. Of course he knew those two were friends, but they didn't have to know it, did they?

Sadly soon Draco had to leave, but not before Harry had filled him in about the internet at Hogwarts thing.

If Draco thought he had friends before, he was wrong. The time spent with Harry really proved that.

However now he was more than sure that he had at least one: Harry.

Draco mentally kicked himself as he stumbled from the fireplace, since he was too caught up in his thoughts. Thankfully no one was there to see as he made his way to his room.

SlythDragon has joined the chat.

NevGryff: Yes, that'd be great!

Mioneclaw: Hey SlythDragon!

NevGryff: Hiya!

SlythDragon: Hello, you two!

Mioneclaw: How was your day with Emerald?

SlythDragon: Really fun.

NevGryff: Day with Emerald?

Mioneclaw: That's good.

SlythDragon: Yeah, Nev. We werebin Diagon.

SlythDragin: were in*

SlythDragon: We'll be meeting in 2 days again thought.

Draco flooed over to the Leaky Cauldron, feeling happy and exited. He couldn't help but also be relieved that his mother won the argument with his father on letting him spend time in Diagon Alley.

However they didn't know why. His mother suspected he had found himself a girl, but his father insisted that his son was probably more busy with important things, like trying to get advantages. Draco simply let them think whatever they wanted, it would be useless to try and argue.

He grinned as he caught sight of Harry.