Draco was starting to be a bit weirded out by how much they had in common. He hadn't been anywhere, but he had whether deliberately or not seperated himself from those he considered his friends. Whether they still thought of him in the same way he was too afraid to ask. "Right. Chess," he said, hiding his confusion by falling back on his default level of snark. "A very worthwhile career. Did you at least win, or was that just as much of a waste of time as your seven years of education?"