The kiss on his hand, even if it was in no way scandalous, made Draco’s head spin and his heart flutter in his chest. There was something so inherently sweet about the way that Harry treated him that Draco seemed completely unable to shake, and something that kept drawing him in.<br/>He shouldn’t feel as drawn to Harry as he did, this much Draco knew, but it was also easy to just allow himself to get carried away by the fantasy.<br/>In the spirit of that, Draco found himself leaning in to kiss Harry on the lips, his free hand coming up to gently cup his cheek. They were in public and that seemed like enough of an excuse for Draco to get to kiss Harry, but he knew that he had more selfish reasonings behind his actions. Reasonings that he absolutely refused to look into