Thoughtlessly, Draco's laughter made Harry's touch shift, pressing down slightly as if that would manage to stop it. The action was accompanied by an almost juvenile, involuntary smile as he mouthed a silent plea for Draco to shush.<br/>"No, its fine, don't put him to bed, I'm not doing anything important -" Harry's eyes had wandered off to the distance as he spoke, but the tease - which was more directed at Draco than at Ginny - made his eyes flicker back onto Draco with a grin.<br/>"No, really, it's fine -" he argued, but his free hand had started palming at the fabric of Draco's shirt, taking the opportunity of their sudden distance to tug it upward. "I'll be off in five minutes, I'll give you a call once I'm on the tube, yeah?"