There was no way that Harry had squeezed very hard, yet it took everything in Draco to stop himself from yanking his arm away from the touch; a sudden stabbing pain paralysing his entire arm, which disappeared the second that Harry removed his hand. The sensation made Draco’s head spin, but uncertain what it is what about, he didn’t want to alarm neither Harry nor Buchannan.<br/>“Kitchen,” Draco managed, slightly out of breath, as he finally ascended the stairs, comforted by the soft touch to the small of his back.