The unexpected affirmation along with the tug at his waist made Harry’s knees buckle, the softness of the embrace taking him completely by surprise. His hand slipped from Draco’s elbow to his shoulder, desperately needing to brace himself.<br/>“Yeah?” he stuttered with a grin, his voice entirely too hopeful to be perceived as coy. Despite the teases, it was difficult not to believe that Draco wanted to be here just as much as Harry wanted him there.<br/>It had never before felt this easy, drunk on the way Draco seemed so incredibly at ease with life. Harry could only hope that to be the case, uncertain he’d be able to stomach the heartbreak of only seeing this expression of happiness as a once off glimpse.<br/>“I like coming home to you, though,” Harry admitted, a further display of vulnerability, diluted only by the lopsided grin pulling at his lips.