It had taken a couple of moments for reality to fully catch up with Harry, but one it did, another grin inevitably grew across his lips. Time felt like molasses, yet Harry could barely distinguish the actions that led to kissing Draco.<br/>Fully aware of the fact that he was grinning too widely to properly reciprocate the kiss, Harry instead moved to convey the whirlwind of emotions he was undergoing through touch. Shifting his hands from Draco's hips to his thighs, Harry pulled the other closer to him, eventually wrapping an arm properly around Draco's waist.<br/>The movement was accompanied by a little, inevitably gasped chuckle, coming across almost juvenile and giddy. Just as inevitable as the laugh itself, the laugh was finally was impeded the kiss.<br/>As Harry leaned back, he was already grinning from ear to ear, an unmistakable flush across his cheeks. Harry felt good beyond words, and as he once again got a change to look at Draco, he didn't know what to say.