The rejection felt like a punch to the gut for Draco, even if he knew that he had absolutely no claim on Harry’s time. He couldn’t remember ever having been rejected for any reason by Harry, not since they had gotten to know each other again, and he didn’t know how to handle himself in the rejection.<br/>“Alright,” he said, even if he felt like the floor had disappeared from underneath him and he was desperate to find something to anchor himself.<br/>Instead, he just moved towards the floo, figuring that there was nothing much else for him to do there. Also, he felt embarrassed about having assumed something wrong about his relationship with Harry and was desperate to get away from the situation.<br/>Without further ado, he grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.<br/>“Guess I’ll see you,” he stated, not looking at Harry before pronouncing his address and leaving through the fireplace, leaving Harry without time to answer.