"Potter!" relief swooped through Harry’s belly at the familiar voice, "Potter! There you are," marching over from the castle’s double doors was Draco, with a reluctant Blaise in his wake, and while he didn’t shove Cho out of the way, it was a near thing, "Come on - it’s potions next - what are you lot hanging around for?" he sidestepped the Ravenclaw and pressed himself so far into Harry’s personal space that Harry was surprised to find they weren’t actually touching. Blaise stayed at a more polite distance.