Harry rolled his eyes, but chuckled. He reached back and put his arm around Draco as best as he could. "You're not or I'd never be stupid enough to turn my back on you." The very fact that Harry was willing to turn around showed just how much trust he had in Draco.
A passion project. It sounded simple, and maybe it was for other people. "It's just Quidditch, with two teams of people who aren't as good as they think. It's not really that important or hard to figure out." Play a couple of games and see who wins more.
He sighed. "I don't know. I never had to think about it. After the battle, seeing all those corpses I thought I wanted to stop, but the moment Kingsley asked me to track down the ones who had escaped, I jumped at the chance, because I'm bloody good at it. I have no idea with to do with no one to go after. What do you do all day? Do you like working for Ron? Parvati didn't seem impressed." Were they doing something wrong?