There was something about Harry’s changed demeanours that made Draco think that this was very far from routine, but he didn’t feel like he was in a place to ask about it. Instead, Draco decided that he was just going to answer any and all questions that Harry had for him, hoping that that was going to satisfy that he so clearly had to know what this was all about.<br/>After all, Draco was in no place to judge whether or not something was normal, having lived like this ever since the war ended and never known anything else. Sure, he found it strange and often to be a burden in his life, but he had simply learnt how to live with it and not think too much of it.<br/>“I got five years probation,” Draco stated with a shrug, taking another sip from his tea and desperately tried to read Harry’s expression. He wanted to know if he was doing something wrong, if maybe Draco was more of a bad guy than Harry had originally thought and that he was now regretting offering Draco this position. It made Draco’s stomach churn, but he would be entirely able to understand if that was the case.