There was absolutely nothing that could have prepared for that specific string of words, and it showed transparently in the way his expression wavered, half expecting expecting Malfoy to be telling a tale. The simple, matter-of-factly reasoning to why Malfoy, a decade a fter the war, still conducted himself in French was inadvertedly but incomparably the best constructed punchline Harry had ever heard. He laughed accordingly, surprised and loudly.<br/>Harry had to step away, turning into the room as he steadied himself, but his smile remained, bright and boyish.<br/>"You're spectacular," Harry said with a laugh, the words escaping him with genuine admiration as his gaze once again found Draco.<br/>The brilliant cleverness of such a practical workaround was astonishing to Harry, who had also spent an endless amout of anogizing practice trying to keep Voldemort out if his own head - and inevitably failing miserably. The admiration had settled itself as a warm pool in his stomach and widened his smile, looking at Malfoy as if his gaze itself would reveal another foolishly brave anecdote. Harry didn't doubt that there were more of them, and he could positively not wait to hear them all.<br/>"Absolutely mad, but spectacularly so."