"<span style="font-style: italic">Oh</span>," Harry exhaled, an airy surprise to his voice. It immediately tipped over into to a chuckle, one corner of his mouth tugging upward in an unwillingly toothy smile. "Yeah."<br/>The laugh still showed in his breathing, finding himself unexpectedly humored by Draco's phrasing.<br/>"I thought you were going on about the pacemaker," he clarified with another easy laugh to his voice, though the specification was probably unnecessary; Harry figured Draco had replied like that just to make Harry's heart skip a beat.<br/>This time, when Harry yet again raked his hand through Draco's hair, it didn't stop at the nape of Draco's neck. Instead, Harry's fingers trailed the length of his neck, pushing beneath the collar of his shirt in search of bare skin. "I thought,<span style="font-style: italic">that's mean</span>. Here I was thinking you were coming to like me."