It didn’t take long for Draco’s laugh to soften out and die, still interested in what Potter had to say about the entire thing. A soft smile remained on his lips though, probably the longest he had been smiling in one continuous stretch ever since Potter got there.<br/>Being alone at the Manor left very little reason to smile after all, and he hadn’t wanted to let down his guard around Potter. That was quickly becoming too late.<br/>“So what was worse,” Draco asked, eyes bright and smile still present. It was the most relaxed that Draco had felt in weeks and he was surprised to find that he actually enjoyed spending his time together with Potter more and more.<br/>“Dragon, merfolk or Myrtle?” He asked with a crooked grin, finding it impossible to stop smiling now that he had finally begun.