While Draco’s heart had swelled with pride when Buchannan had insisted on him taking the pin and becoming part of his team, he couldn’t help but feel a little shy as Harry noticed it. He had had such an extraordinarily good day that it all almost seemed too good to be true. It hardly felt like Draco deserved any part of it, even if he knew just how many hours of work had went into him being able to present what he had presented today.<br/>“Yeah,” he said with a sheepish grin, slender fingers finding the golden pin on his lapel as Harry pointed it out, almost as if he needed to confirm that it was actually there.<br/>“Buchannan said that with my skill set it was ridiculous that I wasn’t already on his team,” he said, almost finding it to be too pompous to repeat the words Buchannan had said to him as he he handed him the pin. However, he did try to be less timid around Harry, knowing that he likely was the only person who wouldn’t be ill at ease about good things happening to Draco.<br/>Only now did Draco land enough in his own body to pour himself a cup of tea.