Harry exhaled into the kiss, the remains of a chuckle that got cut off. It was a relief that the tone of the conversation had changed. The juvenile air that had replaced the worry in Draco's voice hade Harry's head spin, finding that he, too often, had thought back on their school years. Harry had come to realise Draco might have liked him then, too, and that alone was enough to take Harry's breath away if he allowed himself to linger on that thought.<br/>Some of that thrill was conveyed through his touch as he cupped Draco's jaw, keeping him close as Harry readily reciprocated the kiss. Thumb brushing against the soft skin below Draco's chin, Harry smiled into the kiss.