-----5 Years Later-----
~~Draco's POV~~

Pansy, Zabini, and I trudged down to the Great Hall for the first dinner after the Battle of Hogwarts.

I was just happy that they had accepted me. And when Potter broke up with Weasel's sister, a sliver of hope pierced my heart.

I slowly walked into the Hall, where all eyes were on me. My face flushed. I noticed that no one was sitting at their house tables. That was strange...

McGonagall pulled me aside, noting that I was late.

" Now, Mr Malfoy, I know that this might be intimidating. But, just let us know if you have any questions or concerned, alright?" She said.

I nodded, my mind wandering.

" And we have some new rules. Students no longer have to sit at their house tables. You may sit wherever in the Great Hall that you please."

That caught my attention, and I tried to casually sit across--or even better, next to him--from Potter. As I was forming my plan, he approached me.

" Malfoy. We need to talk. "

Finally! I wonder how much longer until we're friends...