Draco hadn’t meant for his words to be unkind, merely factual, but it became clear to him that maybe he had been a little rude to Harry. After all, it was simply the fact that Draco knew how to make these subtle differences and knew exactly how much they would be able to get away with without causing a scene. However, Harry was his only confidante in this and he had to remember that.<br/>“Yeah, I guess so,” he said, as he gingerly took back his glass of wine. This was going to take a lot of work if they wanted to make it work, and even if it wasn’t Draco’s idea then he<span style="font-style: italic">desperately</span>wanted it to work out for them.<br/>Acting on a kind of spur of the moment motivation, Draco leant in to press a quick kiss to Harry’s cheek. He needed them both to calm down and look familiar, maybe even a little giddy, around each other and while he wasn’t sure a kiss on the cheek would accomplish that, he felt that he had to do<span style="font-style: italic">something.</span><br/>“Just relax, you’re doing great.”