"Draco, people know you're not the one who killed him," he said, stopping to look at Draco closely. "They know who really did it and even why he did it. They know it wasn't you who... pulled the trigger, so to speak." Draco Malfoy, was honestly from what he knew, was one of the last people the Ministry wanted to bring in. He had been there that night, after all.

His mouth curled up a little, hearing that Draco still trusted him. "I'm glad you trust me still," he admitted. Though, honestly, the fact that Draco had sent him that note and wanted to meet with him and then trusted him with leading him to this tattoo shop, he hadn't truly doubted that. "It's not misplaced."

"A dragon fits you," he said with a smile, looking over at him. They came to a stop in front of a lit tattoo shop and pulled open the door to allow Draco through first. Pansy would already be gone and for that, he was thankful. Seamus and Dean would be only easier to deal with right off than Pansy would be just now.