"That’s Themis," Draco said, his voice dull. They lapsed into silence, reluctant to say the words that would part them until the new school year. The centre of Harry’s chest was beginning to ache again, as the distraction of the train journey home and spending time in Draco’s company began to ebb away, and reality seeped back in. He expected this school holiday was going to be the worst he had experienced. 