Despite what he actually wanted to do, Draco allowed the grip in Harry’s hair to loosen and eventually just let his hand fall. It seemed wrong to no longer be touching Harry, Draco no wanting to think about how easy it was to indulge in Harry and how much he enjoyed it all. It was a dangerous way to think and Draco knew that it was absolutely crucial that he didn’t overstep and instead kept his head in the game.<br/>“Yeah, been here a couple of times,” he said in a soft voice, intertwining his arm with Harry’s, unable to go without touching him for any longer, even if he tried to convince himself that it was simply due to their act. Harry looked far too good for his own good, grinning up at Draco with that boyish grin that took his breath away completely.<br/>“Come on,” he instead said, as he started leading Harry outside. He hoped that the fresh air was going to help clear his head and maybe get him back on track.