Even if it was likely very low risk, Draco still felt beyond relieved when Harry turned and wrapped an arm around him. It made the breath catch in his throat, finding that his body work as if from memory, wrapping an arm around Harry as well, almost feeling like crying by the way that Harry held him close.<br/>It made him realise how much he had craved being close to Harry, having not realised just how used he had gotten to having it. He hid his face in the crook of Harry’s neck, not wanting to overthink how familiar his smell was, or how it made him feel as Harry’s hand found his bare skin.<br/>More importantly, Draco knew that he shouldn’t think about how easy it had been for the two of them to become intertwined. It was clear to him that Harry was mostly asleep, Draco was likely to have woken him up when he got in, and yet he had still reached for Draco, a thought he couldn’t linger on for too long without wanting to weep.