Draco couldn’t help it. Like every other kid at Hogwarts, he had of course encountered moaning Myrtle, someone he did<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>fancy sharing a shower with.<br/>More than anything though, it was just how calmly Potter managed to explain his alleged trauma that made Draco incapable of stopping laughing. Said as it sounded, he genuinely couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed, at least not when it was just in a regular conversation like this. It felt freeing in a way, almost as if it had been something he had held onto for too long and now finally got to let go of.<br/>“Can’t say I blame you,” he said with a soft shake off is head, laugh still present in his voice, as he tried to gather himself once more. “Though I must say that Krum was more my type.”