Well, at that? Draco couldn't help but continue to grin in the direction of said Blaise Zabini. "Lots of things, I suppose. Ginny, for one." When he said her name, that light-hearted, glazed over look came over Draco's eyes before he realized it. He was remembering the owl with the roses that he'd sent her just the other day and her responses to it. They'd been perfect. Oh Merlin, had they been perfect. He was falling for her, hard, all over again. Only this time...it felt right. Last time, they'd...well, he hadn't really fallen for her. This time? He felt himself drifting closer and closer to Ginny, just because he could.
"And I'm allowed to grin whenever I want to, Blaise. It just so happens that my life is rather splendid as of right now."