A little sound of displeasure escaped Harry's lips the moment he could feel Draco pull away from him, and Harry was about to argue against it - that was, until he realised where Draco was heading. During those few moments were their lips were apart, Harry's face lit up in a brief, crooked grin, willingly stretching in his seat to meet Draco's lips in yet another kiss.<br/>As soon as Draco was settled on Harry's lap, Harry's hands found their way to Draco's sides. Harry's hands caught slightly in the fabric of Draco's shirt, as his hands moved downwards to get a tight hold of Draco's hips.