As Draco lay on his back on the bed next to Harry, trying to catch his breath again, he still had a hard time wrapping his head around what exactly had just happened.<br/>Feeling a set of eyes on him, Draco turned to look over at Harry who, as suspected, was looking at him. It made Draco smile softly, feeling somehow confirmed in his decision to throw caution to the wind and just do something for the hell of it for once.<br/>It was also while looking at Harry that Draco realised that he still wasn’t wearing his glasses, something that only struck him as odd now that they were just laying around.<br/>Despite having left his wand in the sun room, Draco knew that he was proficient enough in wandless magic to be able to get a pair of glasses to cross the room.<br/>He muttered a soft<span style="font-style: italic">accio</span>and soon the glasses where in his hand. Not giving himself permission to think too much of the intimacy, Draco simple reached out and placed them on Harry’s face again, grinning softly at the juvenile nature of the action.<br/>“There we go.”