Harry was taken aback by the entire interaction, finding Draco's sudden stance to be so bold it might have been careless. Rationally, of course they would spend the night together; in their specific situation, maybe it had been better to drag it out and stay put until the last few guest had left, and they could leave the event out of character.<br/>When it became clear that Draco had no intention to show his father that courtesy, Harry smiled, inevitably humoured by how distinctly Draco's words made him sound like a senior citizen in need of assistance. Neither truly accurate nor inaccurate, Harry saw no point in disputing it if it helped solidify Draco's point.<br/>Everything adding up, Harry met the kiss unintentionally<span style="font-style: italic">right</span>. His lips remained parted in a smile, and the sheer sight of Draco towering above him had helplessly lifted his chin in the attempt of maintaining eye contact. It sent a feeling of vertigo through him, gratefully taking Draco's hands when offered to him.<br/>"Sir - Mrs. Malfoy, thank you for having me," Harry spoke through the movement it was to stand up. His voice was easy, no trace of having noticed the tension between the two Malfoy men. He did, however, not mind adding to it, if it meant taking Draco's side.<br/>Once on his feet, only Harry's right hand left Draco, instead offering it for Lucius to shake. His left, however, had shifted to linger affectionately just above Draco's elbow in a feigned thoughtless caress.<br/>"I didn't realize there'd be so many familiar faces here tonight; it's been good catching up."