Harry’s smile grew wider, equal parts pleased and surprised that Draco would even humour his offer, finding it difficult to conjure in what situation that would ever feel appropriate. There was something thrilling about it, regardless; though perhaps the thrill laid less in the prospect of braiding Draco hair, as much as it did in getting to undo it.<br/>It was almost a compulsion when Harry’s hands returned to the nape of Draco’s neck and the half-done braid, leaning in to finally place a grinned kiss on Draco’s lips, made inevitably brief by the difficult angle between them.