"No for now, sounds like no often enough," he said with a shrug, trying not to make a big deal of Draco's response, but it kind of was. People didn't stick around and he certainly didn't think that Draco would stick around.
Harry grinned. "I did tell you, but I don't remember you being so agreeable, though." His smile was short lived, though. "We have to do this. We can't fail. We have to show these Muggleborns how great magic can be. I'm going to need all of you for that. I can't do it. I can be the Saviour, but I didn't grow up in this wonderful world. They need people like you to show them the traditions that have died out already. We need to make Hogwarts magical again and not in the way that the castle can be, but in the way people make it special."
He couldn't imagine what life would be like, living here, with so few wizards and witches, but they would find a way. "Do you think we could have house? Would Slytherin survive with only Muggleborns? It'd be nice to have the houses without the hate."