Draco had shifted the conversation over to a topic Harry had no say in. For a moment, Harry didn't know what else to do other than to roll his eyes, breathing in as an attempt to find the most delicate way of saying it. "I don't know, Draco, he's probably plenty of good if that's what excites you. I just don't think you like him all that much."<br/>The words were made unnecessarily harsh by the alcohol Harry had drunk, but his voice had proportionally become softer. He looked at Draco, once again shrugging to indicate that he didn't know what else to say. "If you don't like him, then of course he's not good enough for you."