Harry's lips parted at that; partially in surprise, partially because he didn't know how to respond. Afraid to jinx it, Harry barely dared to acknowledge the careful promise to Draco's voice. Unable to find the words, his parted lips turned into a toothy smile.<br/>"Maybe, yeah," he just repeated, smile going crooked as he did so. Draco wasn't meeting his eye, yet that didn't seem to discourage Harry; instead, he yet again flexed his hand around Draco's.<br/>The addition was spoken with a laughed airiness to it. "Fingers crossed."