"I jus’... I jus’ wanted to say, that I know it’s important to yer’- that I like Malfoy," he said it with gravitas and Harry knew immediately that Hagrid meant more than he said, "cuz’ he’s important to yer’. I get it. But I’m not prepared to start trustin’ im’ immediately an’ all that - e’s gotta’ prove imself’ first, you see?" Harry nodded slowly, "An’ Arry’, I need you to know that it don’ matter to me who’s important to you - could be anyone - you’ll still always be important to me, d’ya understand?" Hagrid looked increasingly anxious, as if he realised that his attempts at euphemism had only served to make him sound mildly insulting. But Harry understood what he meant: Hagrid loved him no matter what. He wondered for a moment, what exactly Ron and Hermione had spoken to him about, and if he understood just how important Draco actually was to him.