Harry couldn’t help but grin, feeling giddy beyond expression. He felt the curve of Draco’s smile each time his lips brushed his skin, making Harry feel dizzy, happier than he could remember having been in a while.<br/>Much of the happiness wasn’t his own, certainly, simply too intertwined with Draco to truly be able to differentiate it. It was injected into Harry’s bloodstream with every kiss, or else it had lodged itself beneath his skin along with Draco’s magic, way back when they still did regular tests on Harry. Though unable to pinpoint when it had started, Harry felt it now, pitifully and deafeningly.<br/>Hands brushing up the line of Draco’s throat, they settled at his jaw, an encouragement to go on.<br/>“Yeah, alright,” he replied, a breathless little giggle.