At first, Draco wasn’t really sure what Harry was asking, rarely even considering the fact that he had his wand stuck in his hair. It was only when Harry’s fingers trailed to his hairline that Draco realised what he was asking and simply hummed in agreement.<br/>It might have been stupid for them to have just found the couch, both of them aware that there would be better places for them to rest, but Draco hadn’t wanted to move too far, yet also deeply craving being held like this. It was something that he could quickly get used to, and quickly<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>getting used to, and as long as Harry wanted to indulge him, Draco was going to indulge.<br/>“You really like the hair, huh?” Draco managed with a soft smile, his voice muffled by the fact that his face was mostly hidden in Harry’s chest.