Letting his hand trail up Draco’s arm as he moved closer, Harry’s hand settled at Draco’s shoulder. Despite his fever, he felt giddy at how little prompting Draco had needed to settle back down with him. It was too much - or perhaps it was so easy, finding that Draco so easily offered anything Harry could ever ask for.<br/>Sick and strangely reassured by that comment, Harry gently but greedily tightened his grip around Draco, his hand falling off his shoulder to properly wrap an arm around his neck, inviting him close enough for Harry to press a kiss to Draco’s lips.