Who the<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>Harry was referring to wasn’t immediately obvious to Draco, but as he kept running his fingers through his hair, caressing his neck and allowing them to breathe like one, he remembered the reason that Harry was the legal owner of Grimmauld Place in the first place.<br/>“Your godfather?” He asked, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that his mother’s cousin was Harry’s godfather, but it was just another one of those things that made their lives so hopelessly intertwined.<br/>Even though the admission came with the admission of being miserable in his own home, Draco couldn’t help but cling onto the idea that that had to meant that Harry wasn’t as miserable at the manor, even if it was hardly a more joyful place than Grimmauld Place.