Harry laughed. "Thank you, but I don't know if we're happy or just used to each other. I don't know that we know how to be happy in general. It's hard when you're always thinking back to a war. For some people was only a year. For me, Ron and Hermione it was seven years and for Draco it was a good two years living with Voldemort. We're very screwed up."
He nodded. "I believe you. I was talking about Aunt Petunia. She did hate me, but her house still offered a magical protection even though she had no magic. Blood is funny like that," he said with a shrug. "I suck at this, too. Never been one good with emotions. If it weren't for Draco, nothing would have happened. Hell, if your mother hadn't told me, nothing would have happened either." He kept his suspicious about their marriage fro himself. "So it's okay, we can all be asshole."