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Draco threw the magazine into the roaring fireplace and watched it burn into ashes.
“What a load of tosh, that was,” he grumbled.
Harry, who was sitting nearby, laughed.
“It’s not that big of a deal, Draco.”
The blonde ignored him and walked over to their cloakroom.
“Draco, come on – hey , what are you doing?”
Draco had put on his cloak and was now tying the laces of his dragonhide boots.
“Where are you going?”
“To Witch Weekly’s office. I need an explanation for this.”
Harry stared at Draco with an incredulous look on his face. Then he started laughing.
“Are you a hyena, Potter?” Draco roared. “Why do you keep laughing like one?”
“That is a horrible excuse for an insult, Draco, and you know it. Losing your touch, love? Besides, aren’t you overreacting a little? It’s just a list.”
Harry grabbed Draco’s arms and rubbed them, trying to soothe him.
“Come now, it’s not so bad,” Harry said, trying hard not to laugh again.
“They gave Viktor Krum the Most Charming Smile Award . I’m loath to say it, but my godfather looks way better than that man!”
“And I’m loath to say it even more – Severus Snape, indeed, looks better nowadays. But he does not smile, Draco. The award is for having a charming smile. Viktor looks grumpy most of the time, but I think he does have quite a charming smile.”
“And they ranked me as eighteenth on that list! Draco Malfoy, despite having the looks of a snow prince, has a smile which makes your insides churn – and not in a good way. ”
Harry started laughing again.
“You do have a rather smug smile, love. You look like a posh arse. It makes people want to deck you. Just ask Hermione. I still can’t forget when she punched you during our third year in Hogwarts,” Harry blurted out in between bouts of laughter.
Draco looked outraged.
“You! Why am I even with you, Potter? How are you not even remotely concerned? They put you in the twentieth place! Which is last place, Potter! Harry Potter, despite being the The-Boy-Who-Lived, The-Boy-Who-Saved-The-World, has the gormless, oafish smile of a simpleton experiencing magic for the first time. How could they write something like that about you?”
Harry laughed even harder, infuriating Draco further. Draco removed one of his boots and threw it at him. Harry avoided the flying boot with ease, still laughing. Draco huffed and sat down, one foot completely boot-less.
“It’s not really a big deal, Draco. You know I’m terrible at getting my photo taken. I’m awkward at those, especially because I hate being in the limelight. It reminds me of those times with Rita Skeeter.”
“I like your smile, though. You look very charming when you smile at me, Harry.”
Harry beamed at Draco.
“Well, I do like you, so…”
Draco grinned. But then it faltered.
“Hang on, did you say you found Krum’s smile charming?”
Harry started laughing all over again.