Harry nodded. He could certainly understand not wanting to live in the Manor. He'd not wanted Grimmauld Place at all, back home, but he was glad he'd ended up finding a use for it after all. Even now though, despite the whitewash and the brightly coloured curtains and the children's toys everywhere... he still got the shudders when he walked past Sirius' old bedroom.
"Mine too," he admitted, when Draco mentioned his own kids. "Not that that's the only reason I came," he added quickly. "You know... never one to turn down some free food, and all that... anyway, we never really got the chance to talk since you saved me from the scary man who exploded rocks."