Draco grinned at him, then returned his gaze to the diadem. He spun it carefully, then stopped when the tiara’s large gem was facing him; he shrugged, "As good a place as any, right?" Harry only just caught the words that were clearly muttered to himself, "Ready?" Harry nodded again, his hands gripped into tight fists, his nails biting into the palms of his hands. Draco didn’t glance up to see his reaction though, his focus fixed on holding the diadem carefully so that when he pressed the fang into its enormous gem, his fingers were nowhere near its sharp tip.