As soon as they stepped indoors, Harry took off his cap, allowing him to glance away from Draco for a brief moment. A grin was on his lips, yet Harry couldn't stop his heart from racing at the idea of being Draco's date. Despite actively reminding himself that he wasn't actually Draco's date - in fact, it was probably more accurate to describe himself as Draco's acting partner - Harry still felt a giddy heat ball up in the pit of his stomach.<br/>Momentarily letting go of Draco's arm, Harry tucked the hat militantly beneath one arm. It was only once that was settled that Harry's eyes returned to Draco.<br/>"And I who thought we were well past dating," he said, both content and tease intentional. Though redundant, Harry's hand still crept back around Draco's in what Harry hoped would be perceived as intimacy.