Surprised, Harry let out a chuckle. Draco's teases were few and far between, always managing to catch Harry unprepared. It was distinctly different than their youth, Harry having always been tense around Draco in the anticipation of a snide comment. This wasn't like that at all, shoulders settling as the comment broke the air of professionalism between them.<br/>"Yeah, me and the dog alike," he grinned, in on the joke. He had once again leaned in over the photographs to pick out the photograph from the make shift map, glancing iver at Draco as he straightened his posture, reassuring the easy intention with a smile.<br/>"She was terribly distraught that someone had attempted to poison her in her own garden, but invited me to several cups of tea on her porch regardless."<br/>That photograph was tossed onto the pile, too. He brushed his palms against his thighs, absentmindedly.<br/>"Anything else that jumps out at you?"