As Draco approached the high table his suspicions about the unfamiliar figure were confirmed as Harry Potter turned around to look at him. It pained Draco to admit it, but time and distance away from the wizarding world had really done Potter well; sure, he looked somewhat unkempt but it was accompanied by such a healthy glow that Draco had almost missed that his hair was long.<br/>Finding himself surprised by the familiarity of the greeting, the two of them had not seen each other since Potter testified for him in court, he was left at a social standstill. It felt rude to go with Potter, which was how he had been so used to referring to him, but he also felt that it would be far too intimate to actually call him Harry.<br/>“Professor Potter,” was the words that left his mouth before he had time to ponder over it further. They were going to have to be civil towards each other if they were going to be teaching together and Draco was going to uphold his end of the bargain and be a model citizen.<br/>“G’morning Neville,” he added, an easy familiarity creeping into his voice as he greeted the other Gryffindor. He and Neville had taught alongside one another for several years now and had even managed to become friends. It had always felt too easy to be Neville’s friend, but Draco had not been one to start counting his blessings, especially not when it came to making friends post war.