Even if the tour of the garden had been Draco’s idea, he found that he wasn’t too motivated to actually walk around. Despite how cold he usually was, Draco found that Harry’s hand was warm in his, but that might just be Draco’s own heat reflecting back to him.<br/>All in all, it was a lovely evening, even if it was cool the last remnants of the warm summer evening still lingered a little as Draco made his way through the maze of rose bushes, trying to convince himself that he wanted to show Harry the entire garden and not the fact that he wasn’t too keen on letting go of Harry’s hand again.<br/>He wasn’t blind to the way that Harry seemed to keep looking at him rather than the flowers, something that made Draco’s cheeks flush again.<br/>“I think so too,” he stated, a soft, almost shy, smile as he glanced over at Harry, finding him to be heartbreakingly handsome in the moonlight.