It was impossible for Draco to not notice Potter shifting in his seat, something clearly making him uncomfortable in the scenario, yet Draco had no idea what that was actually all about. After all, it was just a sorting ceremony, one the both of them had witnessed several times in their life, though Draco a lot more than Potter, so there really was no reason for Potter to be one edge the way that he was.<br/>However, a potential source of discomfort appeared to Draco as the newest student approached the sorting hat. He wasn’t the first Harry who had appeared after the war, but Draco did also realise that it was probably going to be a lot worse from now on. The generation that had survived the war, having had their lives saved by Potter, had gotten children and those children were starting to become old enough to be at Hogwarts. It made Draco’s stomach turn as well, unsure how he himself felt about it in the first place.<br/>It was such a strange thing to know that people were going to name their children after people he knew, people who were still alive, yet people they had elevated to some kind of hero status, just for doing what they had been forced to do.