Though it was unlikely that Draco expected an answer, Harry considered it regardless. Even in the blue light of the evening, Harry saw colour rise to the peaks of Draco’s cheeks, making Harry’s heart flip in his chest. Draco was really spectacularly beautiful in this light, his eyes reflecting the moonlight, brighter than in any indoor lighting.<br/>“Yeah,” he agreed with a smile. He drew his legs back, straightening his posture, accepting the suggestion to leave the gazebo. “I think so, too.”