For a moment, Harry seemed unable to make sense of Draco’s laugh, smiling along but uncertain what the joke had been. There was a moment of visible doubt, before it struck him, making him huff out a chuckled<span style="font-style: italic">oh</span>; probably with good reason, didn’t find it as funny as Draco had.<br/>“You just go ahead, doll,” Harry grinned but not entirely able to shake that Draco’s immediate reaction was to expect mistrust.<br/>Not one to linger on it, Harry undid the button of his trousers to tuck in his shirt tails. “They’re your books.”