Even though Draco was absolutely certain that Neville didn’t mean to, he couldn’t help but feel like his friend blamed<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>for Potter’s lack of breakfast. Of course, Draco hadn’t exactly been warm and welcoming towards the new professor, but he had no idea what anyone had expected other than that. Having Potter at Hogwarts was making Draco unbelievably tense, no longer certain of the role had had been occupying for the past many years, even though McGonagall and Neville had done anything in their power to reassure him that nothing would change.<br/>The change of subject was godsend, no matter how abrupt it was. Draco had absolutely no desire to discuss the implications of Harry Potter not eating breakfast, in fact, he would rather just forget that he was even at Hogwarts in the first place.<br/>“Just fine but not enough, I gotta admit that I am a little nervous about starting as head of Slytherin,” he stated and bit his bottom lip. It was a silly worry, because he knew that McGongall would not have given him this kind of responsibility unless he was absolutely ready. Still, making him head of Slytherin house the same year that Harry Potter returned to Hogwarts seemed so incredibly risky that it almost made him sick. There was no saying in how this would go down for him.<br/>“How about you? Sleep alright?”