Harry allowed for a pause, interested in knowing whether or not Draco would fill it if given the chance. It didn’t seem like it, something that made Harry’s throat tighten, not sure what to read into it.<br/>“Is this something we’re doing?” he asked into the darkness, his eyes still closed; besides Draco, nothing was in focus, anyway, and Harry didn’t want to burden Draco further with his gaze. Regardless, Harry’s voice was easy, none of his underlying dread bleeding into his infliction.<br/>Harry enjoyed himself so tremendously in Draco’s company. While it would be a loss having to forgo being with Draco like this, Harry wasn’t sure he'd be able to stand Draco pulling away again, the solitude of the Manor beyond what Harry was equipped to handle.