No matter how insistent Potter was that it was simply part of his job and that people wanted to help him, Draco knew that there was a lot more to it than that. It was easy to get people to want to help you when you were generally considered to be the saviour of the wizarding world.<br/>It wasn’t a luxury that Draco was ever going to be familiar with and he knew it.<br/>“People want to be helpful to<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>,” Draco elaborated, taking a sip from his wine and softly shaking his head. It wasn’t that he was resentful, knowing that there was no reason to be resentful about something like that, and the goodwill people were willing to show Potter was working in Draco’s favour while they were working on this case. However, it was impossible to not feel a little bit jealous that life seemed a lot easier to Potter than it ever would to Draco.<br/>“Perks from being the golden boy, I assume,” he stated, his tone neutral as his eyes rested on Potter, almost as if he was trying to see something new.