Though Harry knew that Draco wasn't exactly wrong, then his words felt too bold for Harry to verbally agree, and he looked down at the other's hands. As the paternal figure in Teddy's life, Harry experienced both sides of the situation Draco described, and he couldn't find it in his heart to cuss out worried parents.<br/>Instead, Harry's eyes followed Draco's hands; first as they moved to his hair, and then back onto the table. Draco's little movements were mesmerising, and Harry was having a hard time focusing on anything else than Draco's fingers.<br/>"Parents who are teachers themselves are worse, though," Harry finally managed to say in an exhale. Reluctantly, he managed to look away from Draco's hands; his breath got stuck in his throat when he looked up and met the other's gaze, realising that the other had been looking at him. A little grin eventually replaced the surprise on his features. "I should know."