It was impossible not to notice the flush across the prince's cheeks, and it felt equally impossible for Harry not to smile at that. It wasn't much more than an upturning of the corners of his mouth, his lips parting once more as he wanted to speak.<br/>From the context and the prince's answer, Harry had been able to path together that the advisor had hastily introduced them in his rushed French, yet the prince's insistence on speaking Latin made the tone of the conversation hard to read. Part of the execesrise of staying abroad was to practice his foreign languages, and Harry couldn't tell if the prince was trying to do them a courtesy or if he didn't have the patience for Harry's French.<br/>Regardless, Harry's smile widened once more, still feeling almost giddy by the fact that the prince had blushed in their company.<br/>"I am certain of that," Harry answered, finally in Latin. There was suddenly a distinctive air of formality in his words, feeling considerable more confident when speaking Latin.<br/>The same confident was emitted by his movements, as he, without seemingly giving it a second thought, reached out for the prince's hand. Not considering them to be equals, Harry had barely processed that the gesture was intended to be a handshake. Instead, Harry leaned slightly forward in order to press a kiss to the prince's knuckles, just as he would have done so to Albus.<br/>Harry's lips had barely left the prince's skin before a smile reappeared onto his features. As he straightened his posture, Harry kept the prince's hand in his own. "And I hope I will get to see you again, your Highness."<br/>Only then did he let go of the other man's hand. Despite the formality of his words, Harry seemed at ease. "I am here to learn from you and your father, his Majesty the King."