Harry watched Draco's expression with a tilted head. "We all had a part to play, didn't we," he asked with a slight quirk of his mouth. "For better or for worse." In the thick of it, he hadn't considered Draco had been a pawn just as much as Harry himself had been. Just because it wasn't as noticeable didn't mean it wasn't true.

He nodded in understanding. At first, it had infuriated him but he had always had some kind of short temper when it came to shit like that. "You know, I never did thank you for that," he said with a wry look. "Thank you... for all that you did to help us ultimately in the war. Even if it was a pain in the ass at the time."

It was true. Hermione was tied just as much to the wards as he had been and that explained a small part of it. However, it was much more than that. It happened before then. He smiled at the note and looked at the owl. "I'm going to write a response but you don't have to rush back, ok? I would hate to have her rush home immediately."

Though if he were honest, he absolutely missed her.

I'm okay. The flat wards held but my room wards were shredded to bits - my magic woke Draco and he woke me up.

You don't have to rush back immediately, I'll be fine. We're looking forward to having you back home.

-Harry