By the way the prince - Draco - adverted his eye, Harry understood he had overstepped, addressing the prince with too much familiarity. Though knowing the biblical passage of the garden of Eden, Harry lacked enough understanding of the cultural implications of those particular verses to fully understand the hurt in the prince's expression. Regardless, it made Harry feel out of his depth.<br/>"It's a beautiful name," Harry continued, his voice both considerably more gentle despite the grandeur of his adjective.<br/>The smile remained, but there was an air of insecurity about him. He himself had stalled in his steps, and for a moment, his eyes darted between the prince and the advisor, who, as Harry had stopped, had come into his peripheral field of vision. "Greek."<br/>The addition came almost mindlessly, making it come across as more genuine. His eyes returned to Draco - a young man his age, who so inexplicably disliked his name. Carefully, Harry's smile widened as if in encouragement, wanting to soften the initial offense. "It's a good story, too, that of Heracles and Ladon."