Harry felt, admittedly, very out of place crossing the room. He felt simultaneously over- and under dressed depending on exactly who caught his eyes, and no matter how much he had enjoyed the show, Harry did not feel comfortable enough to linger around.<br/>After a moment of consideration, Harry spotted a woman with what he assumed to be an intercom tucked in at her waist; he hesitated for a moment, before moving towards her.<br/>"Hi, excuse me," he said, doing his very best to appear comfortable with the situation. "Is Draco still back stage? I'm on my way out and I'd like to congratulate him on the show."<br/>While the crew member didn't come close to responding rudely to his question, she didn't seem particularly impressed by his excuse either, which made Harry further flustered, not knowing how he should elaborate.<br/>"We went to school together and he invited me to come, I don't feel like I should linger much longer but I was hoping to get to thank him for the ticket."<br/>At that, the woman's features softened; Harry figured she must have taken pity in him, but he couldn't find it in himself to be insulted by it.<br/>"Sure, go ahead, he should still be back there," she smiled, pulling the curtain slightly aside.<br/>With a grateful smile, Harry passed her and moved backstage.