Something about either the softness of Draco's words or the tenderness of his smile that made Harry feel warm all over; It was quite possibly both, though he was certain either one of the two was enough to knock him off his feet.<br/>"Yeah," Harry exhaled, an easy softness to him. His smile remained open-mouthed between words. "Of course."<br/>They had spent far too little time for Harry's heart to flutter like this. He, however, found that the time they had together in person was so limited that Harry had no time to hesitate, knowing well that meant they were undoubtedly rushing into things.<br/>Regardless, Harry flexed his hand; while not letting go of Draco's, his fingers brushed against Draco's knee.<br/>A more<span style="font-style: italic">present</span>smile returned to his lips, pulling himself back into the reality that they only had twenty minutes left in the haven that was this café table. There was something almost timid about his phrasing as he spoke. "Do you know when you're going to be visit you mum next?"