Harry let out another hum; it came across as a slightly distracted answer, as his hand moved from his jaw to his hair. Pressing down on his scalp as he rain his hand through his hair, he considered whether or not he could even be bothered.<br/>"I'll be quick," he said out loud, as much to himself as to Draco. Regaining focus, Harry's eyes once again found Draco's, a smile appearing on his lips at the sight. Moments after, he turned and walked towards his bedroom.<br/>Harry reappeared into the living room with a bundle of clothes in his hands.<br/>"All yours," he declared, pushing open the bathroom door as he did. "You just help yourself to a change of clothes," he added, figuring it came without saying. Harry momentarily considered suggesting Draco leaving at least a pajamas at Harry's, but eventually decided against it. "I'll be out in a minute."<br/>With that, Harry entered the bathroom, inattentively pushing at the door as he moved towards the sink. Letting the clothes fall on the edge of the tub, Harry ran the faucet, letting the sink fill up. Leaving that be, he pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it into the hamper in the corner of the room. Seeing himself move, his eyes darted back up to the mirror, only now noticing that the door behind him was still ajar.<br/>Turning around, a crooked grin on his lips, he crossed the distance and properly closed the door him.