Even if it was far from the first time Harry had invited Draco back to bed like that, it still made his heart flip in his chest, his conversation with Buchannan dissipating immediately from his mind as he approached the bed, smile on his lips as he did.<br/>“How are you feeling?” He asked again, genuinely curious as to how Harry had been doing. He had seemed mostly fine when Draco had left for his meeting, but he knew that things like this could suddenly return with a vengeance and it seemed that Harry had been napping most of the day anyway.<br/>As he reached the bed, he sat on the edge right by Harry’s hip, leaning in to run a hand over his hair and press a soft kiss to his forehead, his head making the excuse that he was using the opportunity to check if Harry would seem hot to the touch.