If someone had told Draco, back when he was living in Paris, that he would be having regular lunch dates with Harry Potter, upon returning to England, then he probably would have laughed at them. He honestly thought that he never really would have a lot to do with Harry again, but there he was, on yet another lunch date with Harry Potter. The worst part really was that he was honestly enjoying it.<br/>"And you're not late," he stated, which really was more surprising than himself being early. Harry had gotten a lot better at being on time though, even if he still very rarely actually was<span style="font-style: italic">on time</span>. It was okay though, because Draco knew that only very few were as punctual as he was. He tried not to be thrown off by Harry's hand on his shoulder, and was fairly certain that he was succeeding. He had noticed that Harry seemed to do a lot of touching, but Draco also knew that it didn't really mean anything in the end. However, even with that knowledge, it was still very hard for him to get used to.