As Harry leaned in to kiss him, Draco felt more than relieved that he had dropped the subject of the scars, far more than he had thought that he would be. While Draco knew that he didn’t want to talk about it and felt certain that he was done being hurt about it, the idea of having to unravel the entire ordeal again had made his heart ache with something he couldn’t quite place.<br/>Instead, Draco allowed his hand to move up along Harry’s arm as Harry moved his hand, feeling definitely safe and taken care of in a way that couldn’t quite be explained. Part of him desperately wanted Harry even closer to him, liking the level of intimacy that was suddenly afforded to him. At a loss for words, Draco simply returned the kiss with all that he had, wanting to indicate to Harry that he understood.<br/>More than anything it all just felt like a dream and Draco was in no rush whatsoever to wake up from said dream. Instead, he was going to take in everything that he could, wanting to drag their evening out as far as he could possibly allow it.<br/>His hand found Harry’s shoulder blade, fingers sprawled out in an attempt to encourage further caresses.