Harry managed to escape the crowd, who had turned their attention to Ron now (who was significantly happier to accept their attention) and was finally able to make his way over to the sofa. Seeing his approach, George gave him a knowing grin. He stood, still pinning Draco down with a firm hand on his shoulder, and gestured to his vacated seat with a grand sweeping gesture, "Seeker Potter," he said pompously, "I kept your seat warm in your absence - how's the nose?" Harry landed heavily into the seat; his arm pressed against Draco’s.