When Draco moved his hand down Harry's neck, Harry's mouth fell open. He told himself that he intended to repeat his answer, but this time more concrete and<span style="font-style: italic">right</span>. In the very back of his mind, Harry could probably tell that Draco had food cooking - or even worse, that a chef was hiding within Draco's apartment.<br/>Harry was, however, eternally grateful that he didn't get a chance to object. With his lips already slightly parted from an unsaid addition, Harry returned the kiss almost too willingly, but he couldn't get himself to care. Shamelessly, Harry's hand moved, properly gripping at Draco's waist.