It didn't require much more than that for Harry to immediately move to drop the bar. Having to fight his instinct to just let go of the weights, Harry had enough sense to know that Draco having taken that step closer not only meant that Harry's pulse had quickened, but also, more sensibly, that there was a possibility of dropping the two weight plates onto him.<br/>Instead, Harry bent at his knees in order to delicately place the bar safely on the ground, completely undaunted by Draco's close proximity. Peering up at Draco, Harry pushed himself back upright by placing his hands to his knees.<br/>Once again standing eye to eye with Draco and not his crotch, Harry's smile was easy and unbothered, though, in the back of his mind, he knew this had put more strain on his pacemaker than the exercise itself.<br/>"So," Harry just asked, a grin appearing onto his lips, "two weights?"