Draco’s eyes rested on Harry as he talked, trying to figure out a way to make sense of whatever the hell it was that they were doing. Draco too really liked Harry, enjoying his company and found that kissing him and generally being more intimate with him hadn’t made it any worse. In fact, Draco found that the idea that he could keep this with Harry, just hanging out and kissing whenever they felt like it, was pushing towards a very comfortable summer.<br/>“No,” he stated, no trace of hesitation in his voice. There were very few things that he was certain about, but one of them was that he liked Harry and that he liked being with him like this. It was just summer camp and when push came to shove, it didn’t really matter what either of them were or even what they were to each other; other than just co-counsellors make out buddies.<br/>“I really like you too. I just don’t want you to feel like I am forcing this.”