"And yours too," Draco insisted, "your name is already on all the business cards, remember? "Malfoy-Potter Longbottom’," Harry only blinked at him, "Anyway, my point is, she doesn’t need to worry about me leaving you destitute, because you’re pretty fucking wealthy in your own right," when Harry only continued to stare at him, Draco felt suddenly self-conscious, and he looked away and to the pumpkin patch in front of them, "I said I’d always look after you, didn’t I?" he mumbled, "And that includes if I lose my fucking mind and leave you,"