Harry took a moment to watch Draco as he walked towards the restaurant, and with a small smile on his lips, he took after him. It was a little tense, Harry had to admit it, but he didn't necessarily think that it would be a permanent awkwardness - or at least he didn't hope so. As he got up to Draco, he slowed down a bit, matching the other's pace.<br/>"You into pakistani food, huh?" It was a dumb question and Harry heard it as soon as he said it, so he glanced away. "I mean-" he said, but he never figured out precisely<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>he had meant to say.