Draco's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, he wondered if he would ever get used to being kissed by Harry. He really liked Harry, and he still feared that he was dreaming it all up. A couple of days ago, he didn't even think he would ever hear from Harry again, and now he was kissing him, touching him. God, Harry was so very real and in front of him, and it was overwhelming to him.<br/>However, as much as he liked Harry, then he also knew that they had to get back soon. He allowed himself to fully enjoy the kiss, eagerly returning it. He placed his hands on Harry's shoulder again, and allowed them to linger for a moment, before softly pushing Harry away.<br/>"We should go back," he muttered softly. He moved his hand to Harry's hair, despite his words, softly running his hand through the thick soft strands. Harry was intoxicating, and he never wanted to let him go. "Like really should," he added, not entirely sure if he wanted to convince Harry or himself.