When Harry moved away, Draco’s hand slid out of his hair to instead land on his shoulder. Not kissing anymore made Draco painfully aware of the fact that that probably had been too intimate for what they were actually supposed to be doing, there was no way they were going to be snogging anywhere in public after all, yet Draco couldn’t find it in himself to move away, nor remove his hand.<br/>It suddenly became painfully obvious to Draco that he may not have to pretend to actually be attracted to Harry, which did not make the situation any easier; in fact, he couldn’t imagine anything that could possibly complicate the situation more. It wasn’t real and Draco knew that it wasn’t real, yet his head was spinning and all he could think about was how he wished that Harry hadn’t moved away. He wanted to say something, anything really, but he came up completely blank, having no idea what he could possibly say to make this situation easier to understand.