Draco bit his lip, and pressed a kiss into Harry’s hair to think of something that might comfort him, "Do you know what I think?" Harry shook his head nervously, "I think, that tomorrow, we’ll all go and visit my parents, so that mother and father can say goodbye to Lyra, and then on the first, we’ll all go to Kings Cross, and then you’ll be sad because Lyra is going to Hogwarts, and while you won’t have forgotten about the other reason you’re sad, you’ll realise that you didn’t need to be quite so afraid of it," he twitched his lips into a ghost of a smile, and pressed their foreheads together.