They hadn’t talked about what had happened the last time Harry had been at the manor, and frankly, he had no need to discuss it, even though he didn’t doubt that Draco was being sincere when he said that he cared.<br/>Little by little, it felt like they had claimed another room of the manor. Harry didn’t feel uncomfortable in any of the rooms they usually utilized, but venturing past that today had solidified the fact that the trauma hadn’t healed, just displaced.<br/>“I’m fine upstairs,” Harry insisted, hoping the added specification would solidify the truth of his statement. He shifted his hold on Draco’s hand, not particularly changing anything besides allowing him to return the brush of a caress.<br/>The statement wasn’t entirely truthful, Harry having yet to go into the mantle room, and doubting he ever would, but the point being that he didn’t feel discomfort going about the routine they had made for themselves.<br/>“And I have no business downstairs, anyway, so it’s not an issue.”