How quickly Draco had dismissed himself as a conversation topic made Harry's heart skip a beat, momentarily afraid that he had overstepped. Draco's way of being was in every way overwhelming, and in that moment, Harry couldn't remember if he had always been like that, or if fame had changed him - or maybe his fame had changed how Harry experienced him.<br/>"I, uh-" he eventually started, in an attempt to fill the silence. "I teach -" the smile that had disappeared with his worry, slowly made its way to his lips "- I'm a middle school history and PE teacher."<br/>Saying it out loud had never felt underwhelming before directing them to Draco. Harry absolutely loved his job and working with kids, it just felt so humble compared to what else was out there. It took him a few moments to realise, but he caught himself looking at Draco differently, searching for a reaction to his trade, finding him unecessarily wanting Draco's approval.