It was a mystery to him what Harry was trying to accomplish with this. Sure, they ended up on friendly terms, but they hadn't talked for 5 years, and Draco really didn't feel like they had all that much in common. He had been kept ou of the loop on everything that was going on in London, and he has done that on purpose, because he wanted to focus on his new like in Paris with his mum, and on his studies. Despite that, then he felt like he could predict what had happened after the war, even without any insight. "I've only been back for a couple of months, so I guess no, not very long," he said with a sheug, his back turned to Harry, while concocting another potion for his patient. Despite being young, then Draco was good at what he was doing, and was not shy of experimenting, which meant thy he had developed a couple of new potions, which had already become popular in the hospital he interned at in Paris. He poured the hot pink drink into a glass, and gently handed it to Harry.<br/>"This one is very cold, and don't be fooled by the sweet taste at first, it turns bitter really fast, so swallow it quickly," he instructed, smiling softly down at him. "You need to drink the entire glass," he adds, knowing all too well that it's tempting to just take a sip, and then leave it be. However, it won't have its intended effect I you don't drink it all like, and then you suffered for nothing.