"She is around twenty-five," Draco replied. It was hard remembering everyone's exact ages, especially when most popped in and out more than he liked. He was already holding the door open for Tracey. The more they talked, the more the walls felt like they were closing in. "No, we're not, but...but we're friendly." It was more than he ever thought would happen after everything. "Strange how life works out," he muttered more to himself than her.