In that moment, Draco knew that he would do anything that Harry asked of him.<br/>Normally, he wouldn’t very much appreciate any special attention given to his chest, knowing exactly what it looked like and not keen on anyone else seeing it for too long. However, Harry was showing him such care and was doing absolutely everything in his light to make Draco comfortable, so it was impossible to not just go along with it.<br/>His soft grip on Harry’s hair was what kept him grounded in reality, knowing that there was no way he would ever be able to make up that sensation. Harry’s hair was soft and yet so unruly that there was no way that Harry would ever be able to style it. It made Draco soft to think about even attempting it, a soft smile coming to his lips as he allowed the soft strands to run through his fingers<br/>“Yeah,” he breathed, feeling absolutely certain that he had used wandless magic around Harry several times in the past, but he’d be more than happy to give him an actual demonstration of his skills.<br/>There was something so mind boggling to him about how Harry kept paying attention to him, how he seemed to never lose interest in what Draco could do. He had absolutely no idea how much of it was genuine interest and how much of it was just to keep Draco satiated, but right in that moment Draco knew that he didn’t care.<br/>“I could show you,” he stated, absolutely lost in the boyish grin that Harry kept giving him so willingly, knowing that he would go dangerously far for that grin.