Draco so rarely acknowledged Harry as his superior that it caught him by surprise, even while they were sitting in an environment that reaffirmed it. It made Harry’s expression change, his smile becoming stupider, feeling like the hierarchy was non-existent in anything but the title. And when Draco grinned like that saying it, it was hard not to hear it as a challenge.<br/>It sent a thrill down Harry’s spine, an inevitable sense of competitiveness ingrained in the most fundamental parts of their relationship. Harry’s eyes were bright on Draco, his interest and attention so easily captured with a tease and a smile.<br/>“I tell you how good you are all the time,” he mused. His smile went crooked when he continued. “You are, Draco; they have no idea how good you are yet.”