Harry leant back in his chair, a crooked grin on his lips as he exhaled, half way between a small laugh and a sigh of relief. Slightly overwhelmed with how easy this had been - how well Draco had taken everything, how nice he had been to Harry, Merlin, his<span style="font-style: italic">smirk</span>. Inattentively, Harry mimicked Draco's smile, and a small twitch pulled the corner of his mouth momentarily upwards. "I'm not sure what else to tell you," Harry then admitted softly, as he rested his hand on his opposite elbow. "Everything that has happened these few years have either been too intense or completely trivial."