"I mean you were a cute little kid," he says with a shrug. "All short an' bouncy an' you sang to me." He pauses. "I don't think anyone but you has ever done that. I made Draco sing something once, which was really cute." Awww, look how dopey he gets thinking about that. "But it's hard to do the Rolling Stones when you sound like a choirboy." HEEE. Oh, he loves him so much. "But you... you sang like I sing. Like you do it 'cuz no one else does."