No matter the trust he held in Draco, the memory of the ward and its blue flashing lights suddenly resurfaced, manifesting itself in a thoughtlessly little motion, lifting his hand to lead the way as he passed through the doorway.<br/>The ward was still in place, Harry could feel the shimmer of the ward shift around him, but in contrast to four months ago, it let Harry pass without raising an alarm.<br/>Stepping onto the doorstep, the relief almost made him laugh. The feeling of unfiltered sunlight and breeze washed over him like warm water, ten fold the experience of stepping into the sun room that very first time.<br/>He turned, looking at Draco from the outside in, and when no blue light flashed, he smiled, thrilled. “Well done.”