But Harry knows what Draco means. He understands, how that darkness had crept up on them like a slow burning blaze, leaving little singe marks here and there along the way before engulfing them all by the end of it, scorching their earth, choking them out, robbing them of their childhoods and sanity and ability to move on, even in Eighth Year where they all had the chance to celebrate but couldn’t even do that properly.