It really was becoming the norm that Draco would get home upset after having hung out with Blaise and he didn’t know why he expected the halloween party to be any different. Even if he should be well over his ex boyfriend by now, it still hut to see him leave the party with someone else. Sure, Draco should probably just focus on Chad, but all he wanted to do was just go home.<br/>Once he entered the flat, he realised that Harry was home as well. He didn’t quite know how to feel about that, but maybe it was a better idea for him not to be alone. He and Harry had been doing well together for a while after all, so it wasn’t all bad. At least it seemed like Harry was alone.<br/>He entered the kitchen, a weak smile on his lips at the sight of his flat mate in a rather simplistic Fred Flintstone costume, making Draco feel overdressed as Han Solo.<br/>“Hello stranger,” he said, trying to hide how upset he was, but he doubted that he was being successful. He went to get himself a glass of water.