"When I got the ticket for my birthday, all I cared about was the pools and the bars on the boat," Harry continues. "Sunning myself and having a laugh, you know? Eating and clubbing and meeting men. Sex. Having a holiday." Draco nods. "But I can do that anywhere," Harry says. "Can’t I? And I’m still doing some of that—we’re still doing some of that, aren’t we? The pools, sun, bars. And we’re having a laugh? I’m having a laugh." He gestures around them, at the bustling square and the azure-blue sky and the beers on the table. "And on top of that, I’m learning so much. And it’s not boring at all."