Draco bit his tongue, knowing he couldn’t talk back to the patronus. He couldn’t tell Harry that he anxiously slept, rather paced as sleep escaped him, in one of the healer’s break rooms that he had bribed Patima Patil into letting him use. It was no coincidence that he had been in the waiting room when they announced his birth or that he had been in at times where it would only be the two of them, or that she mysteriously hadn’t received a hospital bill. 