"Neither did I, but we all change with age, don’t we?" He chuckled, resting his hands on Draco’s elbows. If you had told a sixteen-year-old Harry that dragging Draco into closets and Rooms of Requirements out of "frustration’ would turn into two kids and a house in the outskirts of London, he probably would have hexed you to next year and walked away fuming. And now, here he is.