This conversation really isn't going that well, but he's gotten much better at handling people.

Of course, this wasn't people. This was Harry Potter.

"What makes you think I don't prefer being here?" he says before he can even contemplate another articulate way to say the words. It wasn't untrue, actually. Draco didn't mind Asgard for as much grief as it gave him. It didn't hurt that he now knew how the war ended and he could focus more on his life here. Sort of a permanent vacation with asshole gods and strange happenings every month or so.