Harry made a little face at that. The smile remained unwavering, though he almost seemed sheepish when pressed about his reply; while Draco seemed to doubt its earnesty, Harry knew it was pitifully truthful.<br/>"Yeah," he repeated, the word spoken on an exhaled chuckle. It felt both silly and intimate having to repeat himself, yet, the moment Draco's leg brushed against his, he found that he didn't care. Instinctively, Harry's eyes dipped to their laps, their bare skin brushing.<br/>With such thoughtlessness that it could have been perceived as boldness, Harry's hand found Draco's knee, readily welcoming the proximity.<br/>As he straightened his posture, Harry's eyes once again found Draco's. His smile had widened, though he didn't seem intent on addressing the shift of their interaction. "You sound surprised?"