Dinner had been absolutely pleasant, Draco having all but forgotten exactly why he had always enjoyed their meals together so much. It was nice to share an evening like this with Harry, the sun fully dipped beneath the horizon and yet the two of them seemed in no rush to finish off their wine.<br/>The prospect of being alone again made Draco a little worse for wear, but he did his best as to not linger too long on the thought. He wanted to be fully present, such that he could enjoy Harry’s company while he was there, rather than spending too much time fearing when he was going to leave again.<br/>The silence that had fallen over their conversation meant that Draco wasn’t prepared when Harry started to speak again, almost missing it as he was stuck in his own thoughts.<br/>“I usually sit in my study,” Draco stated, not that Harry needed telling, he had been the only person to filly witness just how much Draco sat there. “Made more sense to be close to things that I studied.”