Harry half-heartedly glared at Draco, he really didn't want to fight with the other man, but that's what it would come to to keep pretenses. He wished he had spoken of this happening with Draco, but he had been happy to pretend that they'd never have an encounter like this this year.
"Asking for charity now, Malfoy? Daddy didn't teach you how to budget your money then? I wouldn't waste two knuts on you."
He felt the fragile relationship they had been building crack there, and he looked up at Draco with apologetic eyes, as his heart clenched in worry. Please don't hate me. Hopefully, Ron hadn't seen.