Draco didn’t know if his nerves had been that obvious, but when Harry turned to him, smile bright and his face flushed, Draco felt like his legs were about to give out. He had so feared that he hadn’t handled himself in a proper way, but to have Harry praise him in such a way made his chest swell with pride, glad to have stood up for himself for once.<br/>“I wasn’t too much?” Draco asked, not doubting Harry’s praise for a second, but feeling the doubt in himself gnaw in his chest. He felt so much like a scape goat from the war, one of few people who had been attached to the Dark Lord who was still able to walk around freely, so it was him that people saw.<br/>The last thing he needed was for people to get the idea into their head that he was somehow being too demanding and falling into his old ways of being on top of the wizarding world.<br/>“I don’t wanna cause trouble,” he admitted, knowing that it had to seem very weak, but he was so nervous about getting Harry into trouble, even if he doubted that that was even possible.