Though Harry had put away his phone it was hard to let go of the fact that Draco was here somewhere; Harry had seen him for a brief instance, and now he seemed unable to stop glancing around the crowd in search for him.<br/>Noticing other guests he ought to say hello to, and wondering if now was the time to do so, Harry was only vaguely aware of the fact that Liz was being engaged in another conversation somewhere out of his field of vision.<br/>"Harry," he heard her call, gently putting a hand on his upper arm, bringing him back to reality. "Have you been introduced to Horace Slughorn and Draco Malfoy?"<br/>Harry had turned to face Liz the moment she had put her hand on him, and Harry saw Draco a split second before Liz confirmed his name, something Harry had assumed since he caught a glance of him. The delay of Liz's words helped bridge the gap between Harry's sudden loss of breath and the conversation.<br/>"No, I don't believe I have," he eventually managed to phrase, barely acknowledging the older man by Draco's side. Draco was absolutely mesmerizing, for a moment forgetting all manners and context Harry couldn't keep his eyes off of him.<br/>When Liz saw that Harry didn't have in mind to continue the introduction of him which she had started, she took over with a professional smile. "This is Harry Potter, one of our most promising CO19 captains."<br/>Harry glanced sideways towards Liz, seemingly having forgotten that they (supposedly) didn't know who he was. "Pleasure to meet you, sir," he said, a bit flustered by his disorientation, as he first shook Slughorn's hand, and then offered it to Draco.