Harry’s eyes only found Draco when the other spoke, his attention turning quickly enough to watch Draco’s posture relax. It made Harry smile, genuinely happy that Draco had gained a sense of recognition beyond what Harry could provide.<br/>“I can,” he simply mused, trying not to sound like Draco had been unreasonable for expecting Buchannan to be overly critical of his work.<br/>Having experienced how Martin Clarke had treated Draco, there was no faulting Draco for having a skewed point of reference for how such things were expected to go. There was, however, a sense of relief that Harry hadn’t misjudged Buchannan’s character, and hadn’t unknowingly invited another self righteous moron into Draco’s home.<br/>“You’re good at what you do,” Harry encouraged, the smile almost timidly seeping into his tone of voice. “He can't do anything but respect that.”