"One more." He drained half the glass, then set it down. He wondered how much kd that bottle had been full when Potter settled down in here.
"No, she's not. But there are other people here you can trust. Maybe not with the world ending stuff, but at least the day to day survival stuff. But you don't need to think about it today. It can wait."
Draco was completely unable to hide his short of laughter at those names. Because really Potter? Really? But he sobered up again with the rest of the story. It seemed almost poetically cruel for Potter to be the last one standing.
"Well, you're not expected to do that now. Whatever happened in the past, future. Future-past. Hogwarts didn't bring you here alone. I feel like a broken record, but it's true. You don't have to be the chosen one here. You're allowed to just be Harry Potter. How long has it even been since you let yourself give up a little? It doesn't always have to be you."