Harry could hear the hum of conversation even before the lift arrived to the second floor, the open plan of the DMLE considerably louder than any of the floors they had yet to witness. Lunch had passed, and the bulk of the Ministry employees were all huddled up on Harry’s floor.<br/>Still, his eyes didn’t leave Draco, finding him incredibly charming whenever he was effectively riled by a tease.<br/>“No, I’m just trying to figure out what your type might be,” Harry casually replied, preemptively glancing towards the door of the lifts, managing to steal another glance and a grin in Draco’s direction before the doors opened with a<span style="font-style: italic">ding</span>.<br/>It was only when exiting the lifts that Harry realized he had managed to skirt the topic entirely without having to offer Draco an honest response.