The kiss surprised Draco, but he wasn't opposed to it. Instead, he just returned the kiss with the same passion Harry was showing him, letting his eyes flutter shut, and just focus on the feeling. It was nice, it really was, especially because Draco doubted that he would get to kiss Harry again. He moved his hand to Harry's wrist, mostly to have something to hold on to, and to confirm that he was actually being kissed, and it wasn't just a part of his imagination.<br/>When Harry broke the kiss, Draco still didn't open his eyes, not wanting to look up and face the reality of the situation. He liked to imagine that they weren't sitting in the broken wreck of their school, and that they hadn't just finished a war. He nodded softly, not wanting Harry to move his hand by moving around too much. Even with Harry insisting that they both won, then he doesn't quite feel victorious. Sure, this was the outcome he knew that the world needed, but it was still a deeply bittersweet moment for him. After all, that is what happens when you are on the wrong side of a war.<br/>"I did what was right, for the first time in my life," he said in a soft voice, finally opening his eyes, and looking at Harry with a soft frown. "Don't thank me for being a decent human being."