Scorpius doesn't notice how many doors he rushes through, but one is always the last; suddenly he finds himself in a room divided by a large window, with Draco at this side, who pulls Harry into his arms and tells  him in an absurdly dry way about his mother's passing, and his grandfather, obviously as nervous as Scorpius himself. He sits in one of the chairs lined up along the wall, his hands shaking as he leans on his cane.