He snorts at that, not really denying it — he was a little shit, all things considered. Still is, but probably better at being polite about it.

"I imagine my experience will be a little different for this year alone," Draco says. "I am the new teacher after all, even if the class I teach is not as exciting as - oh, I don't know - making cauldrons explode by mixing worm guts and dried nettles with crushed dragon horn. Just - for example," he adds as an afterthought, because he definitely did not do it when he was a student, and even if he did, it wasn't on purpose.

"A night once or twice a week under the stars mapping out constellations and planetary movements would seem comparatively easy," he says, almost blithely.