Had it not been for the sudden appearance of a tray of tea on Draco’s desk, he was sure that he would have passed out. The pat on his arm was so wholly unanticipated, nothing in their prior interaction suggesting that kind of relationship, that Draco found his head spinning.<br/>He knew that it probably didn’t mean a lot to Potter, having given out the caress so casually, yet Draco felt genuinely appreciated from it. It hadn’t felt like a huge deal to him, having been mostly worried about not hurting Potter, so to get genuine appreciation from it was a big deal to him.<br/>“Thanks,” he eventually settled on, figuring that he could take the compliment, if only for now.<br/>Not keen to linger on it though, he turned to the tea, finding that he was in desperate need of a cup now as well.